If the black-haired crow hadn't flown into the house, the rest of the story would never have happened.

The crow crow's cry was extremely ugly, and when he was driven out angrily by Xichen, he didn't forget to leave a piece of tail hair.

Crows like to peck at carrion, and Xichen knows that this flat-haired beast was attracted by the smell of dead people on Old Man Xiao's body.

Xiao Daogu was woken up, rubbed her eyes and got out of bed in a daze, dragged the palm of Xichen's hand and shouted hunger, she came over in a daze, Xiao Daogu pursed her lips, drank a bowl of cold water very consciously, and climbed into bed again.

Seeing that Xichen was looking at herself, Xiao Daogu tugged at her sideburns, and looked at Xichen with a little weakness: "Senior brother, I'm not hungry, this is not our family, I forgot it when I fell asleep!" ”

Xichen hugged Xiao Daogu down again, and her voice was astringent: "You are not hungry, Master should be hungry too!" ”

Xiao Daogu followed closely behind and said cautiously: "Then I'll eat a little, Master won't blame me!" ”

Xichen smiled again, but the smile was a little bitter, Old Man Xiao couldn't eat, so he could only grind rice into powder, add some sugar and drip it down the corner of Old Man Xiao's mouth, how much it can enter the stomach depends on the will of God.

Under the wooden building, the village of Nuoda seems very cold, there are not many people, only the direction of the ancestral hall is high floating with a lantern made of yellow paper, the lantern is written with red sand with the word "You", the Miao people recognize the ancestor of the Chi, the Jiuli Wu Department was especially headed by the Chi, defeated by the Yellow Emperor, the three Miao era, and after being conquest by Dayu, part of the Miao people melted into China, and part of them migrated from the Yellow River Basin, the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River to Yunnan, Guizhou, Hunan and other deep mountains Miao Ling, so Xichen saw that Bu Xi's family village hung such a lantern, and did not feel strange.

It's just that cherishing the dust is a little difficult, usually speaking, when it is not critical, such a big ceremony will not be arranged in the village.

Miao Village, where folk customs are deep-rooted, it is impossible to allow foreigners to approach at this time, and it is already a great love to be able to accept outsiders like him into the village.

Xichen just wanted to go over and ask for some glutinous rice, and boiled it for Xiaodaogu and Master, hesitated for a long time, Xichen still followed a figure holding dry straw from a distance, and when he reached a hundred meters away from the ancestral hall, Xichen asked Xiaodaogu to wait for him in the same place, after all, Xiaodaogu is a girl after all.

I didn't see the old patriarch, and the first thing Xichen saw was a peachwood sword on the ground piercing into a lotus-like cage surrounded by the land.

Someone on the stage on the side threw down a bundle of red ropes, and everyone spread the red ropes around the sword array, Xichen frowned and stretched it out again, this is clearly the gossip golden lamp formation, these people who drive corpses, in every gesture, can glimpse the traces of Qimen Dunjia everywhere.

Someone was carrying a rooster with a severed neck, dripping blood on the often peachwood sword, and the sticky blood trail ripped a red line along the sword.

The crowd is busy with their own work, Xichen can only watch in place, Miao people are not born, and they speak straight, and when someone finds out about Xichen, they are very unceremoniously surrounded by, and the words are full of dissatisfaction: "The day before yesterday I saved a mongrel who picked up people, and today the old patriarch of Bu Xi let you in again, and also blocked the village, and did not allow outsiders to enter and exit, I think the rules are like a fart!" ”

After hearing this, Xichen knew that the person who spoke should not be from this village, and it was very likely that he was a side branch who came here in the same vein as a corpse.

The man dressed in a green sermon robe jumped down on the stage, pulled the man's collar and threw it aside.

The man scolded angrily: "Bu Xi Shaoli, don't do anything with me, the old man kept saying, let's drive out the corpse of the ancestor has the image of returning to the world, I waited for the call from afar, how many days have it been?" There should be a movement for a woman to give birth, right? What's the trouble? Beacon Theatre Princes? ”

Bu Xi Shaoli's face was ugly, and he glanced at the man and said, "Count the three generations up, you dare to say this?" The remnants of the evil have not come out for a hundred years, why do they appear in front of us now? If my Bu Xi ancestor has no sign of returning, how to explain the revival of the ancestral soul lamp in the ancestral hall? In ancient times, we waited for corpse chasers to go out day and night, accompanied by dead corpses day and night, dangerous everywhere, and even died in a foreign land, turning into dry bones, and the clansmen were still unknown. For this reason, my ancestor Chensha is amazingly talented, with the three souls of people as the seal, for the corpse chaser to pass down the method of carving the soul lamp, the three souls gather the lamp is bright, and the light is extinguished, are you questioning my Bu Xi family, or are you questioning the inheritance that you and I have maintained together for hundreds of years? ”

The man lowered his head and said for a long time: "I just don't believe that people who have been dead for hundreds of years can still return to the world!" Shaoli, you and I are the same age, and we have experienced a thing or two of chasing out corpses, so I naturally have no doubts, and your Bu Xi family is hidden in the mountains, and can barely keep it intact, but I am a person in the world, and the children and grandchildren are divided and divided, coupled with the turmoil of the times, the elders and the things they left behind are mostly harmed, we are still alive in the world, I have never touched the peach sword rune paper for more than ten years, and there are almost only some useless fake tricks left, and occasionally teach them to the children and grandchildren, they only listen to the story, and the world has changed! Many years ago, due to the fact that many people in the Xuanmen suffered from the unjustified disaster, and then the folk regenerated corpse disaster, the people in the Xuanmen had the ability to suppress the one in ten thousand, even if it was suppressed, the damage was extremely serious, I heard that it was for this matter, Liu Yuanqing of the coffin door had made a statement to the official family that the cremation was implemented to prevent it from happening! Now, there is a trend of stability in the world, and our inheritance is useless, so why bother to demand it so much? Bucking the trend? ”

Bu Xi Shaoli's face softened, and he whispered: "I know very well why you are so reluctant to come to my Bu Xi's village, in the past, the late Qing Dynasty was corrupt, the people were not able to make a living, and the corpses were in the wilderness. However, you must know that since our glory comes from the sufferings of the world, then there is nothing to regret about our decline, as you said, if the children and grandchildren live happily and peacefully, even if they do not know the inheritance, it is not a bad thing! How many years have passed, and my Bu Xi family has summoned you to the village again, not to disturb your stable life! ”

The man's face was solemn, and he bowed his head, and at the same time, most of the people behind him saluted solemnly, and some of the older ones said in trembling voices: "The Bu Xi family is righteous!" ”

Bu Xi Shaoli smiled bitterly, and smiled a little sadly: "Old guys, you must not have complaints, my Bu Xi family has never done anything bad to live in peace, if it doesn't matter to the old guys, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, my Bu Xi family is in one day, and the Bu Xi family has one son and nephew alive, and the Bu Xi family will never implicate you in any unrelated disaster!" ”

Those who saluted raised their heads sharply and looked at Bu Xi Shaoli in horror.

Bu Xi Shaoli took out a palm-sized piece of wood from his arms and threw it in front of you.

Someone exclaimed: "Thunder strikes wood, thunder in the sky? The great murder survives in the world, and the thunder is present, this ......"

Bu Xi Shaoli said: "This lightning strike wood, is my little daughter Bu Xi brought back from the north, the ancestor Chensha once said, the dragon from the cloud and the tiger from the wind, sneaky hidden in the cold, the thunder of the corpse. Also, not long ago, the matter of Yang Juan pen was boiling, and Bu Xi's family sent Huaiwen and my son to explore the truth, do you really think that I am so arrogant that I want to covet this pen? ”

Everyone looked at each other silently, and their faces were horrified.

Bu Xi Shaoli sneered and sneered: "How ignorant the world is, in my Xuanmen, there is no sect and no faction is in decline, how can the world be good at this time and it is a yin judgment pen, and a yang judgment pen, after the twelve ancestors witch turmoil, how many witch villages are missing in Miao Ling?" How many mysteries are missing in the world? Wait a minute, why did my Bu Xi family start ordering you to close it many years ago when the country was undecided, and even my Bu Xi family was hidden in the mountains? ”

Everyone was at a loss again, and Bu Xi Shaoli's words made everyone panic from then on.

Bu Xi Shaoli said: "My ancestor Chensha once had an old Taoist to tell him, saying that his life has returned to the light, the world has fake death and life, the Tao has fake life and death, Yin and Yang pen fall, and the Xuanmen has been cut off. These words, at first the elders of my clan did not care, but since the day 70 years ago, my great-grandfather saw the statue of Confucius was pushed by everyone, and then returned to the mountain and closed the door for a few days, and then my Bu Xi family advised your family, Miao Ling is big, can be peaceful, but at that time, your elders did not want to live in the mountains, to hide in the city to refute, what after that? Now, no matter whether my ancestor Chensha really returns or not, I am not summoning you to revive my inheritance of chasing corpses, but just to cooperate with you to tide over the difficulties and save the incense of my people......"