Volume 2 The Secret Burial of the Cliff Valley_Chapter 117 The soldiers are divided into two ways

Looking at the old stall, he was also so tired that he was panting, and there were many places on his body that were scratched. The red robe on his body was also scraped several times by the branches.

This made me even more moved, anyway, people also came to help me save people. At such an age, to cause this bear-like, this is also hard enough.

I asked the old stall head with concern: "Is the stall master okay?" ”

The old stall wiped his face, tidied up his robe, and said, "It's okay, the old bones haven't fallen apart yet." Quick, keep chasing. ”

As he spoke, the old stall leader gathered his spirits and led me to chase me in the direction of the group of corpses.

This time, we didn't dare to stop for a moment, and we could see that the old stall was also very nervous.

Originally, I was full of confidence, but now that I look at the old stall like this, my heart is bottomless.

Fortunately, after chasing out for more than ten minutes, we finally saw a shadowy figure in front of us, and we saw hope and quickened our pace.

Who knew that we weren't slow, and we were about to catch up with those people just now. But now it's only about twenty or thirty meters away from the front, but it just can't catch up.

The group of corpses in front of us seemed to speed up as we did, seeing the distance being pulled away again, and trying to leave us behind.

The old stall was sweating profusely and breathing roughly.

I'm also a little out of breath because of the rush just now. But the corpse team didn't mean to be tired at all, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

I asked as I ran: "Master Stall, hurry up and find a way, what should I do?" ”

The old stall looked left and right, and waved his hand: "Don't worry, there is a way." Follow me. ”

After the old stall leader finished shouting, he left the tracking line and got into the grass next to him.

"What do you mean? They're in the front......" I shouted from behind.

"Don't talk, keep up." The old stall said angrily.

I had no choice but to follow the old stall into the grass. I couldn't see the road ahead, so I could only follow the old stall and run forward on his footprints.

After running forward for another five or six minutes, a path appeared under his feet that was even narrower than before.

The old stall saw the path and was ecstatic: "Found it, this is it." Hurry up, it's still too late. ”

As he spoke, the old stall stopped, holding his knees with his hands and gasping for a long time.

I looked left and right, and the grass around me was more than half a man's height, and the wind was blowing on all sides, causing the grass to sway. I didn't understand what the old stall had found, and before I could ask, I saw that the old stall had pulled down the two flags he was carrying on his back.

"You kid, what's your name?" The old stall wanted to talk to me, but suddenly realized that he didn't know my name.

"Master Tan, my name is Li Yang."

The old stall nodded and said solemnly: "Li Yang." Okay, listen to me, time is running out now, and we have to split up our forces. You must remember every word I say below, and there must not be the slightest mistake when the time comes, otherwise not only will you be doomed, but I will also suffer. ”

Looking at the face of the old stall, it seems to be able to wring out water in the moonlight, and the tone is even more serious and frightening.

I shuddered and nodded hurriedly:

"Master Tan, what's wrong? You say, I remember. ”

The old stall pointed to the place under his feet and said, "This is the only way for the cliff burial procession. We've just taken a shortcut, and in about ten minutes, they should be able to get here. There is a cliff top in front of you, and if you can't separate the living and the corpses here, it's even more difficult to do the following. ”

"Master Tan, are you saying that if my third uncle is also in the team, I can separate them from the team here?"

The old stall waved his hand impatiently: "Nonsense, you still need to ask more, why is your comprehension ability so poor?" Stop talking, listen to me. I have two clear flags here, and you still have a bone-seeking lamp in your hand, plus the robe you wear, these few things should be able to deceive the banner bearer, he has always recognized the flag and did not recognize people. After a while, when they come, you put these two flags, one is the Netherworld and the Way, and insert it on the right hand, and the other is Fengtian and pick up bones, and insert it on the left. When the banner bearer comes with the procession, you light a stick of incense and stand in the middle of the road, not taking half a step away from it, no matter what happens. If the incense burns out, light another one in time. Keep reading in your mouth: mountains, rocks, water and soil, looking for corpses and picking bones, dust to dust, soil to earth, Yin people to be buried, Yang people to find ancestors...... That's all, do you remember? ”

The actions that the old stall head said were not very troublesome, so I carefully brushed them up, nodded and said I remembered.

The old stall asked me to repeat the mantra again.

I read according to what I just heard: "Mountains and rocks, water and soil, looking for corpses and picking bones, dust to dust, soil to earth, Yin people to be buried, Yang people to find ancestors ......"

The old stall nodded with satisfaction: "Remember, no matter what happens, you can't leave this intersection for half a step until the whole team passes." It's almost time, I have to go first. ”

As he spoke, the old stall handed me a bundle of Buddha incense and a torch, and ran down the path with his own lantern.

"Where are you going?" I asked anxiously.

The old stall threw down a sentence: "I'm going to guard the top of the cliff." You're here, you can go over there and find me. ”

After the old stall said the last word, the person had already walked away.

After the old stall left, I was left alone. The mountain wind also blew, and I felt a chill on me.

The moonlight shone on the wilderness, and it was bleak.

I didn't dare to slack off, so I prepared everything and squatted on the ground to wait for the funeral procession.

According to the old stall leader, there will be a few more minutes. But these few minutes of waiting are undoubtedly a long time at this moment.

After nightfall, the temperature on the mountain plummeted, and the wind blew on the body, like a knife had cut it. I endured both physical and mental torture, my eyes fixed on the path.

After about three or four minutes, suddenly a white shadow appeared on the road. I was agitated for a moment, and then I heard a rattling of brass bells.

Immediately after, the white shadow completely appeared in the field of vision, which was the flag-bearer mentioned by the old stall leader. He held the spirit flag in one hand, and there seemed to be several copper bells hanging on the spirit flag, making a crisp bell sound as he walked.

I remembered the old stall's explanation, and hurriedly got up,

Separate the two clear flags on the left and right sides of the road.

At the same time, he put the lantern on the ground, lit a Buddha incense stick, and stood in the middle of the road with both hands.

As the group drew closer, the wind seemed to grow stronger, blowing the two flags loudly.

The banner bearer stopped when he was still five or six meters away from me. Now I can get a closer look at his physical features.

It's good that I don't look at it, but this one almost makes me scream.

What kind of person is that, with thick white hair on his body and even on his face, and he looks like a monster.

(End of chapter)

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