Century?

Millennium?

Years?

For the concept of time and the concept of life, Tang Sanfu actually did not have a particularly clear understanding in his heart.

For as long as he can remember, he seems to have had eternal life.

A piece of his flesh can make people immortal, how can he care about the hundred-year life span of mortals on weekdays.

Even if a mortal lived for a hundred years, two hundred years, Tang San Fu would not be the slightest surprised, after all, he had never had the idea of a mortal living in a hurry for a hundred years.

However, until this moment, until now, after listening to Guanyin's words, Tang Sanyu suddenly thought of a question.

Yes!

A mortal, whether he does good deeds and accumulates virtues, sweeps the floor and fears the lives of ants, cherishes moths and lanterns, or does all kinds of evil, or lays millions of corpses, all he has is a hundred years of life.

If you don't cultivate, you haven't taken the treasures of heaven and earth, no matter how healthy your body is, it is a very long and rare situation to live more than 100 years.

But.....

In front of him, there are a bunch of old things that have lived for more than a hundred years.

They...... And how?

They're just a bunch of mortals who have never even come into contact with cultivation!

Subconsciously looking at Guanyin, the Bodhisattva seemed to understand Tang San's idea of burial, and shook his head slightly, "You can't kill it." ”

Yes, murder...... He thought about it too.

Even after coming out of the retreat, after discovering what happened here, her first reaction was to destroy this group of things that were not even qualified to go to the animal path.

It's just that.....

After trying, she found in vain that even with her means, she couldn't kill these people.

These...... There is no mortal who has the slightest cultivation in the body.

Tang San's brows furrowed even tighter.

Can't be killed?

He didn't believe it.

These are just a bunch of mortals.

Seeing Tang San's unbelief, the Bodhisattva turned around and walked towards the location of the big willow tree at the head of the village with Tang Sanbury.

Tang San had a gloomy face and followed behind the Bodhisattva.

Beside him, the Great Sage was holding a golden hoop stick, and his arms with golden monkey hair seemed to have green tendons bulging.

The second senior brother's nail rake dragged on the ground, from the Tongtian River to Chenjia Village, leaving nine clear hook marks.

Sha Laosan carried the package on his back and followed behind, looking at his master and brothers with puzzled eyes from time to time.

At the head of the village, under the big willow tree.

For the re-arrival of Tang San's funeral, a group of old people did not show any different colors.

Even, the old man who had communicated with Tang Sanbury first grinned at Tang Sanbury, showing a bright smile.

This smile was so mocking in Tang San's eyes.

Taunting, with ...... There is no fear.

Yes, they ...... There is no fear.

Even if it is Tang San's burial, the holy monk, even if it is the famous Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Three Realms.

They...... There is still no fear.

Those who play chess are still playing chess.

Those who watch chess are still watching chess.

There were also two old things standing beside Tang Sanfu, discussing the topic of what to drink together at night, as if they hadn't noticed Tang Sanfu's dark face at all.

What's more, after some discussion, the two also sent an invitation to Tang San's funeral.

Faced with guests arriving from afar, they ...... It seems to be full of enthusiasm.

This enthusiasm ......

Let Tang Sanfu have an urge to kill.

Of course, he actually did that.

Raise your hand and slap it hard.

The old man who had invited him didn't even have time to blink his eyes before he turned into a mist of blood.

It's just that......

After slapping this disgusting thing into a cloud of blood mist, instead of feeling happy, Tang Sanfu's brows furrowed even tighter.

Because, he clearly felt that although he had slapped that old thing into a blood mist, the other party's vitality had not dissipated.

Even, the vitality in that blood mist became more and more intense, and it began to reorganize in the air at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, returning into the previous human form.

"Guest..... I lost my temper. ”

The old thing that reconstituted the human form did not have the slightest consciousness of wandering on the edge of death, and grinned at Tang Sanfu with a ...... on his face It's a still mocking smile.

Tang Sanfu was silent.

He could see that the people he had photographed into a blood mist, or all the old people in the entire village, were just real mortals.

But......

These mortals are as if they have an immortal body.

Even with his ability, he couldn't kill him.

His brows furrowed even tighter, Tang Sanyu knew what Guanyin meant when he said that he couldn't kill him.

Is it immortal and immortal?

The immortality of mortals?

But...... What is the reason exactly?

They..... Didn't you eat Tang monk meat?

"Cut down the tree."

Just when Tang San was puzzled, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Out of instinctive trust, Tang Sanfu did not hesitate at all, put his five fingers together into a hand knife, and slashed in the air, and the big willow tree was suddenly broken from its roots and fell to the ground.

Seeing Tang San's burial cut down the willow tree, a group of old people still watched coldly.

That kind of gaze is like...... An audience sitting under the stage watching the clown perform hard.

Tang Sanfu frowned, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that the tree that had been cut down by himself began to gather a large amount of vitality at the incision.

At the break between the roots and the body of the tree, life began to connect, and there was a sign that it was going to grow back together.

Without waiting for the two ports to be put together, Su Luo's voice came from Tang San's ears again.

"Dig up."

Tang San's toes touched the ground a little, and a force sank into the ground, uprooting the tree roots from the ground.

At that moment, Tang Sanfu clearly saw that the group of old guys who were calm when they saw themselves killing people seemed to have a momentary shock.

The change was only fleeting, but it did not escape Tang San's gaze.

"Boom!"

The roots of the tree flew out of the soil with intricate rhizomes that meandered for hundreds of meters and burst into the air.

Tang Sanfu raised his eyes and saw that under the roots of this big willow tree, there was actually a corpse hidden.

To be exact, it was a female corpse with a bulging lower abdomen.

The roots of the trees were like tentacles piercing into the body of the female corpse, and that strange scene actually made Tang Sanfu shudder.

"Boom!"

Just when Tang Sanzang looked at the female corpse whose body was full of tree roots, but there was no trace of decay, he felt a chill in his heart, and with a bang, the big willow tree that had been cut down by Tang Sanzang reunited from the incision and turned into a vigorous big willow tree again.

It's just that Tang Sanfu didn't care about the change of this tree.

His eyes were fixed on the female corpse at the base of the tree.

I wonder if it's an illusion.....

When he looked at this female corpse, he suddenly had a wonderful feeling of seeing Xiao Hei.

"Master?"

Tang Sanfu called in a low voice, and after a period of silence, a somewhat suppressed voice came from Tang Sanfu's ears.

"Under the root of the tree, there is a stone."

Tang San looked fixedly, and sure enough, not far from the female corpse, a palm-sized stone grew on a thick tree root.

The stone was the size of a palm, and it had not been penetrated by the roots, but rather seemed to grow in the middle of the roots, and it looked like it was ..... Peacekeeping extraordinarily.

Tang San waved his hand, wanting to take the stone down.

Only, this time...... But it didn't work out.

"Huh?"

His brows furrowed even tighter, and Tang Sanfu made a puzzled sound.

"I've seen all of these back then."

Guanyin's voice sounded, as if he was suppressing his anger.

She had already found out everything many years ago.

It's just that, despite knowing everything, she can't do anything.

It was this powerlessness that made her feel even more depressed.

After the girl's death, the villagers did things that were not as good as beasts, and naturally did not dare to expose them to the sun.

So he buried it under a big willow tree at the head of the village overnight.

As mentioned before, after ten months of pregnancy, five months after the fetus is conceived, the reincarnated soul in the underworld will enter the body of the fetus and wait for a new life.

And among them, if the baby has an accident, or even if it dies before three days after birth, the child will not return to the underworld, but will just follow the mother's side, waiting for the next reincarnation.

When the mother becomes pregnant again, the soul will once again enter the mother's womb, and after the newborn it will still be her child.

And the first pair of children left by the girl died after birth, and they were naturally born again.

It's just that after that, every time the fetus was stillborn before it was born, there were too many times, and the souls of a pair of fetuses brought deep resentment.

The girl died tragically, and the resentment in her heart was equally deep, and on the night of the seven-day soul return, the souls of the girl and a pair of babies turned into Shura ghosts to ask for their lives.

That night, they sucked the blood of everyone in the village and swallowed the souls of everyone in the village.

Overnight, there was only a dried corpse left in the village.

It's just that even the villagers who buried her under the big willow tree never thought that their behavior of casually burying the girl under the big willow tree in order to hide their bestiality would become their hope.

There is nothing magical about the big willow tree, but under this big willow tree, there is a stone, a magical stone.

The girl's body was buried under a tree, and there was a dead baby in her belly.

The nourishment of yin and resentment stimulates a little spirituality of the stone itself.

After the girl's unjust soul turned into a powerful ghost and slaughtered the whole village, the more the power of the stone was reached, and something similar to a symbiotic contract was concluded between the girl, the infant spirit, the willow tree, and the souls of the people of the village.

Between these beings, the life of the girl was shared, and the souls of the villagers who were killed by the suppling life were nourished by the huge vitality and reborn, and from then on they seemed to have the ability to be immortal.

Realizing that they no longer had to fear death, these people lived a life of fearlessness for a while, and their ambitions began to swell.

They are no longer satisfied with just being immortal like this, and live humbly in the small land of Chenjia Village.

They began to find ways to control the ghostly ghost and the pair of infant spirits in order to seek greater benefits for them.

They find that it seems that what is being shared between them is not only life, but even ability.

Whether it's a girl who turns into a Shura ghost or a pair of unjust spirits who turn into baby spirits, it seems that they share a part of their abilities.

Or rather..... Share.

This cycle is similar to a shared contract, and everyone gets the same amount of life force and power.

They...... I thought of ways to satisfy my ambitions.