||->-> Text Chapter 479 Transporting Corpses for a Thousand Miles (Plus Update)

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It's getting dark, you can't let Wu Zhanzhan and Ding Ermiao be sad on the mountain all night, right? Therefore, as an outsider, Gu Qinglan should naturally care about inquiring.

"Master said that there are green mountains everywhere. Before his death, he also commanded me many times, telling me that he would be buried wherever he died. So, ......, I plan to cremate Master's golden body and ashes on the spot, and scatter them here. Ding Ermiao said calmly.

The Master's face was smiling, and it can be seen that when he died, he had no regrets in his heart. Therefore, Ding Ermiao was grief-stricken, but he felt a little relieved in his heart, and decided to be buried on the spot according to the master's instructions before his death.

Wu Zhanzhan, who was "bandaging the wounds" of Long Shuanghuo, raised his head and said: "My master's body, I will bring it back to Maoshan Xuyun Temple, and arrange the funeral for my master according to the funeral specifications of the head of the generation!" ”

Long Shuanghuo's lifelong wish is to be the head of Maoshan in a dignified manner, although he later took charge of Xuyunguan and declared himself the head of Maoshan to the outside world, but he did not have a big seal in his hand, which is a pity after all.

&%10,000%Books%Bar%Novelswanshuba.comnbsp; Wu Zhanzhan knew the master's heart very well, and decided to bring the master's body back to Maoshan and bury it in the master's specifications, which was the master's wish.

"Take Uncle Shi's golden body back to Maoshan?" Ding Ermiao was taken aback and said, "Senior sister, it's better to be cremated on the spot, and then ...... the ashes."

"No, I must bring Master back!" Wu Zhanzhan waved his hand resolutely and said, "This is Master's last wish, and I must do it." ”

"But junior sister, how do you plan to transport Uncle Shi back from here to Maoshan Mountain, a thousand miles away?" Ding Ermiao was very sad.

Transporting corpses thousands of miles is not an easy task. As a fellow disciple, he must cooperate with Wu Zhanzhan to transport the corpse together, or Wu Zhanzhan will not vomit blood?

Besides, Long Shuanghuo is an elder of Maoshan and a funeral of his uncle, and he must attend. Now that my master is gone, what kind of system will I become? If you are absent from your uncle's funeral, it will not look good outside, and you will say that the three branches of Maoshan are not united.

However, according to national law, private transportation of corpses is not permitted. And because Long Shuanghuo died by shooting, if he was found on the road, it would be even more troublesome.

How do you explain that gunshot wound? The police will definitely investigate.

Gu Qinglan also fell into deep thought, and said: "It is a little inconvenient to transport the golden body ...... of the dragon senior, which one is willing to send the body?" The funeral home has a special funeral car, but it requires the procedures of the Civil Affairs Bureau. ”

"Even if it's back, I'm going to carry the master back." Wu Zhanzhan spoke resolutely, and in the face of Ding Ermiao and Gu Qinglan's persuasion, he didn't care at all.

Ding Ermiao knew Wu Zhanzhan's temper, and he no longer persuaded him, snapped his fingers, and said, "Senior sister, I have a way." We can study the art of expelling corpses, take the path, and drive Uncle Shi back to ......."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhanzhan's angry gaze swished like a flying knife, and Ding Ermiao hurriedly shut up.

The dignified Maoshan mage, the mighty Yin and Yang worlds, after he died, he was driven back like a beast, what kind of system did he become? Wu Zhanzhan certainly disagrees with this ridiculous suggestion.

"I have money, I don't have a car willing to deliver it, I'll buy a car myself!" Wu Zhanzhan glared at Ding Ermiao, his anger did not subside, and said, "There is no driver, I will hire a driver." There will be brave men under the heavy reward, 10,000 yuan a day, I don't believe I can't find anyone! ”

Gu Qinglan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Zhanzhan, I can drive." If it doesn't work, let's buy a second-hand van, I'll drive, try to take the small road, and send the dragon back to Maoshan ......"

"Why buy a used car?" Wu Zhanzhan's tone softened slightly, and said: "With my master's identity, not to mention a new car, it is the special car of the President of the United States, and he is also qualified to sit in it." I'm going to buy a car tomorrow, buy a medium-sized van, and please help me drive it back. ”

Ding Ermiao rubbed his nose and didn't dare to speak. Now that the junior sister is angry, it is better to say less. Anyway, if you have money, I will follow the car to transport the corpses, and I will eat and drink along the way.

Gu Qinglan nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and asked again: "If we take the path, we can avoid the inspection of some toll offices." But in this way, it may be a good day to return to Maoshan. Now in the south, the temperature is not low, will the golden body of the dragon predecessor ......? ”

"This ......" Wu Zhanzhan bit his lip and groaned.

In case of too long a delay along the way, Long Shuanghuo's body was transported back to Maoshan and turned into a rotting corpse with a foul smell and a bad smell, it would also be a shameless thing.

Ding Ermiao coughed twice and said, "Don't worry about this, junior sister." We traveled during the day, and at night, we found a place where the earth's qi circulated to recuperate Uncle Shi's golden body. The next day, we continued to travel, and then found a place to recuperate in the evening ....... Even if he walks for a year, Uncle Shi's golden body will not change. ”

Wu Zhanzhan looked overjoyed, nodded and said, "Okay, just do it." By the way, Ermiao, will you go back to Maoshan with me? Why don't you bring the ashes of Uncle Qiu back to Xuyunguan for worship? ”

"My master's ashes will be scattered here." Ding Ermiao said: "After I cremate Master's body, I will accompany you back to Maoshan to attend Uncle Shi's funeral." Disciple of Maoshan Disciple of Maoshan, I haven't been to Maoshan until now, so it's a shame to say. ”

The three of them have decided to cremate the remains of Qiu Sanqi first.

Ding Ermiao pulled out 10,000 people and cut them down on the mountain, regardless of the dead branches and live trees, cut down a large pile of firewood, piled up together, and was more than one person high. Then put the dry wood underneath, pile the living branches on top, and then put the Master's body on top and light a fire to incinerate it.

The blazing fire ignited, and Ding Ermiao cried again.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that the fire was completely extinguished. Ding Ermiao dug a shallow pit nearby, picked up the withered bones of the master, put them in together, and then filled the ground.

There are no graves, no trees, no traces, and a generation of grandmasters will return to dust.

After burying Qiu Sanqiang, Wu Zhanzhan and Gu Qinglan immediately went down the mountain overnight to buy a van.

Ding Ermiao stayed on the mountain, guarding his uncle's body, resting and waiting. Sleepy and tired, Ding Ermiao leaned on Long Shuanghuo's side and quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Ding Ermiao suddenly felt that there was something hard and cold on his forehead.

Suddenly startled, Ding Ermiao opened his eyes, only to find that the sky was already bright.

And in front of him, there was a white and pure face that seemed familiar!

It's him? Ding Ermiao suddenly remembered that this guy was the corpse chaser he had met that night on the mountain south of Lingqu! That is, the demon road that drove Sun Hong, Chu Xiaoman and others as zombies.

Now, with a wicked smile on his face, a black revolver in his hand was pressed between Ding Ermiao's eyebrows, and Ding Ermiao's head was pressed against the mountain rock behind him.