In the gloomy hut, only a few candles scattered in the room emitted a dim glow, and the sturdy Iwa soldier was kneeling on the tiger skin carpet in the center of the room, his eyes tightly closed, his hands folded, and his mouth still muttering something......

In front of him, there was also an oval bathtub with a short radius of about one meter, and the bathtub at this time was filled with blood-red unknown liquid, bubbling out "goo" and "goo".

If you look closely at the candles in the house at this time, you will find that the number of candles is exactly seven, and the position of these seven candles seems to be chaotic, but if you look down from the ceiling, you will find that these seven candles are exactly in the shape of a Big Dipper!

"It's the seventh day...... Yan Bing's originally tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and he whispered to himself, "It's been almost seven days since the ceremony began......

"Today is the last day, I don't know if the boss's resurrection ceremony can be ......"

The blood-red liquid in the tub was still bubbling, but the frequency of the bubbles was increasing......

There was a hint of worry in the eyes of the rock soldier, he glanced at the seven candles that were still burning, and looked at their still stable flames, and his originally hanging heart couldn't help but let go, and seemed to be a lot more relieved.

But at this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hut, and then the closed hut door was suddenly pushed open, and with a "whew", a large amount of air poured in, and under the stunned eyes of the rock soldiers, six of the seven small flames that were still strong were blown out in an instant!

"I said, did the boss survive or not?" The ponytailed fan walked in with a burst of surprise, and she still had chewing gum in her mouth at this time, and asked in a muffled voice, "It's been a week." ”

"You...... You, you, you, you ......" Yan Bing pointed at his fascination, but his hands trembled a little: "You did a good job!" ”

"What did I do?" Fanxin raised her eyebrows, looked around at the furnishings in the hut, and asked, "What are you doing with so many candles?" ”

"The boss ordered ......" Iwabing sat on the ground with a pale face: "He asked me to light seven candles on the seventh day of the resurrection ceremony, as long as the seven candles burn for twenty-four hours without extinguishing, he will be able to resurrect, otherwise...... Is this providence? ”

"What age is this? Do you still believe this? "Fanxin has a look on your face that makes me tease.

"Then you believe that this era can be resurrected from the dead?" Iwabing muttered.

At this time, the bubbles in the bathtub became more and more numerous, and under the surprised gaze of Fan Xin and Iwabing, a blood-red head suddenly slowly grew from the blood-red liquid......

Whew-

The blood-red skull's originally closed eyes suddenly opened!

"Ah...... Fresh air. Black Star wiped a handful of blood-red liquid on his face, sighed, then looked around, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "Rock Soldier!" Why is there only one seven-star life-sustaining lamp I asked you to prepare? ”

"It's a candle." Fanxin reminded.

"Okay...... Why is there only one seven-star life-sustaining candle I asked you to prepare? ”

"I'll destroy it." Fanxin raised his hand.

"Is that what you want me to do?" Black Star said helplessly.

"It's just that I can't tolerate your bad taste...... Isn't it your superpower to condense flesh and blood? ”

"You know a fart, this is a sense of ritual, do you understand the sense of ritual?" Black Star argued: "Otherwise, if someone dies, he will be sent to the crematorium and burned to ashes?" What kind of funeral are you going to do? ”

"Wait...... Wait a minute......" Yan Bing looked at the really resurrected Black Star, opened his mouth, and stammered: "Old ...... Boss, you don't need this candle to resurrect? ”

"Of course not...... What age is this......" Black Star looked at Yan Bing with a look of disgust: "Do you have any common sense?" ”

"Hey, boring bad taste......" the fan complained disdainfully.

"Boring? Perhaps......" The corners of Blackstar's mouth curled slightly, he lay comfortably in the spacious bathtub, and said lazily, "But 'boredom' is also one of the components of this interesting world......"

"Isn't it?"