Life and death, thousands of miles of graves, dreams at night, tears and thousands of lines, the dead remember, and the living continue to move forward.

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Ninety-seven Transcendental Charms.

Ninety-seven surviving wild ghosts.

In the end, Cha Duoyu was almost burning his life force and vomiting blood.

When the last wild ghost shattered into fireflies, the seven Bodhisattvas just returned to the health center, and the Bodhisattva in the middle had slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, and the expression behind the mercury mask was slightly surprised: "A little girl in the psychic realm actually completed ninety-seven excesses in such a short time in such a state of spiritual power exhaustion, so that she vomited blood!" ”

Cha Duoyu opened one eye and closed one eye, and saw that the last ghost had entered reincarnation, and finally couldn't hold on, and passed out straight to the ground.

Her lips were blood-red, and she had bitten them herself.

His face was pale, and the damage to his life force was too severe.

Cha Duoyu is now even worse than a dying person just by looking at his appearance.

Of the seven Bodhisattvas, only the middle one walked into the health center step by step, first closed his eyes and searched to confirm that there were no 'fish that slipped through the net', and then raised his head and looked around, and said to the group of terminally ill villagers: "Heaven has a good way, death is in the shadows, and disobedience is the end of today, you guys, do it yourself." ”

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again to look at the unconscious Cha Duoyu, and under the mask, he first pursed his lips with disdain, wanting to leave. But somehow, the ghost squatted down, took out a silver pill from his sleeve, stretched the corners of Cha Duoyu's mouth with two fingers, and threw the pill into his mouth.

After doing these movements, the Bodhisattva was originally going to get up, but in the end, the last two fingers subconsciously pinched Cha Duoyu's cheeks.

This action is very hidden, and the other bodhisattvas at the door can't see it at all.

Come in a hurry.

It's also in a hurry.

The Bodhisattvas were gone, and almost at the same time as these Bodhisattvas disappeared, Cha Duoyu, who had fainted on the ground and was unconscious, straightened up suddenly. After taking a long breath, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became more ruddy, and even the wounds on his body were healed, and no scars were left.

The thing that the Bodhisattva stuffed into the mouth of the tea and fish was definitely a panacea, a first-class spiritual object.

Of course, she didn't know all this, she didn't know that there was a Bodhisattva who saved herself, she didn't know that there was a Bodhisattva who pinched her face, she didn't know what that Bodhisattva looked like, what was covered under that mercury mask?

Just stand up.

Cha Duoyu grabbed Lin Zou Yu and asked, "Is the person in the white cloak back?" ”

Lin Zou nodded subconsciously.

Cha Duoyu asked again: "Gone?" ”

Lin Zou Yu continued to nod.

Cha Duoyu: "Didn't say anything? ”

Lin Zou Yu pointed to the villagers next to him: "Let them obey the rules, and report to the underworld when they die." ”

Cha Duoyu: "Others? ”

Lin Zou Yu shrugged his shoulders and didn't dare to say more, he didn't dare to tell Cha Duoyu, your face was pinched. The wall has ears, in case those fierce people don't go far!

With a long sigh of relief, Cha Duoyu patted his chest vigorously, looking like he was scared to death of a baby, and the whole person was much more relaxed. It's easy to ask God to send God, she is really worried that these Bodhisattvas will make some unexpected decisions, the villagers of Yinshan are already bitter enough, and there is really no reason to live no matter how bitter they are.

Overnight.

Some people die, some people are scattered, some people are overtaken into reincarnation, for everyone on the scene, it seems to be a dream, unbearable to look back, dare not think about it.

But the facts are in front of me, there are still the corpses of the old eagle and Uncle Qi on the ground, and the entire health center is basically tossed and almost fell apart. Everything tells you that it is not a dream, this is the real world, and this is the truth that cannot be changed.

After half a ring.

A howl came, and a young villager squatted on the ground crying, shouting his mother's name incessantly, just now, his mother had already entered reincarnation.

Crying seems to be contagious.

Soon cried, except for the outsiders such as Cha Duoyu, Tan Yu and Tan Yingying did not cry, the two of them seemed to be stupid, looking at everything around them with wooden eyes, as if they had just woken up: "Where am I, who am I, what have I done!" ”

Tan Yu and Tan Yingying must have been more or less bewitched by the mountain ghosts.

But those two knives were stabbed out by their own hands, and the knives were fatal, this is a crime!

The crying continued for five minutes, and then weakened as a gray-haired old man reprimanded him. Hundreds of old, weak, sick and disabled villagers first neatly bowed to Cha Duoyu respectfully, and then walked outside with sad faces.

There is a Yang River in Yin Mountain.

The Yang River runs through the entire Yin Mountain, which is the mother river of the mountain.

The night breeze blows, and the splash of the river splashes and laps on the cheeks, which is cold.

The villagers of Shangxiatan Village supported each other and came to the bank of the Yang River, the night was deep, and the sky had not yet dawned, and there was no dawn. More than a dozen young villagers, in groups of twos and twos, also carried out a small wooden boat out of nowhere.

According to the saying on the Yinshan side, after a person dies, he has to cross a goose-feathered Nai River in the underworld, and the purpose of burning the boat is to let his relatives cross the river safely and reach another paradise.

The wooden boat is filled with clothes worn by loved ones.

The villagers held the boat in their hands and gently dragged it into the water, and torches lit the wooden boat. The boat floated slowly along the water in the river, and the dim light of the fire illuminated the entire Yang River, and seemed to light up the entire Yin Mountain.

There is a long line of wooden boats, from large to small, from near to far, and gradually disappears into the night.

A tragic and pitiful roar came out of the mouth of the eldest man in Tan Village, and then the villagers began to roar one by one, some loud and some small, some high-pitched and some low, but all full of pathos.

Shouting Mountain.

Shouting people.

And shout about their future, and how they will live.

The living shouted to the departed: "In the yang world, we are destined to meet and become relatives, and in the next life, we will repay the affection owed." Go well, don't read it, and we'll move on. ”

The shouting lasted for a long time, until the burning of the ship disappeared without a trace.

Cha Duoyu and his party stood by watching, listening, and feeling, Lin Zou Yu and Lin Ruohan burst into tears, these tears were tears of guilt and tears of self-blame. As the descendants of the Lin family in Rongcheng, they are ashamed of Yinshan and the people of Yinshan, although this shame was planted by their fathers, but who made them shed the same blood.

When the voice of the shouting mountain gradually became hoarse.

Where the sky meets the distant mountains, a touch of fish belly is revealed.

It's getting dawn.

Cha Duoyu took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and opened her hands, as if she wanted to embrace the whole mountain, and the lotus seed in the depths of her spiritual sea suddenly gave birth to a young shoot. As soon as her hands were raised, in the mountains, from far to near, clusters of flowers suddenly bloomed on both sides of the Yang River.

Flowers bloom on both sides.

Red as fire.

Bright as the sun.

This is the flower of this world, this is the ancient temple begonia, the dry bones of the whole Yinshan people are buried under the flower, the bones bloom, the flower of life, the flower is given away......