When Cheng Zheng heard this, he stood up with a bang and pounced.

I saw that in the earthen pit, the coffin was placed quietly, and there was no one around. On the surface, everything is as calm as water, and there is no special sign of it. But look at it quietly. You can see that the heavy coffin is sinking little by little.

Cheng Zheng's surprise was not trivial, and he shouted: "Who is playing ghosts?", he was about to jump off the pit, and just took a step, but he felt that there was an invisible wall in front of him, and when he walked to the edge of the pit, he was strictly blocked, and he didn't want to go any further.

He was anxious and angry, and stared at the coffin carefully—this time, he saw that under the coffin, there was a small whirlpool, which was sinking with the whole coffin.

Quicksand!

This is a second-grade Dao technique that is not high-level, and it is more advanced than the Earth Flow Technique among the thirteen Taibao. The effect is to form a quicksand vortex on the ground, sinking what is floating on it into the ground. Of course, after the quicksand technique, if you want to plan, you can still plan.

After Cheng Zheng recognized it, he subconsciously wanted to shout: "Don't-" But then a flash of inspiration flashed and thought: "Am I stupid? I originally wanted my father to be buried in the ground, but now I have a quicksand technique to bury my father, isn't it exactly what I want? It seems that the person who uses this spell is not my enemy, maybe he is still here to help."

He looked around and said secretly: Who is it? Who is the one who just ambushed the sword qi in the ground, and who is the one who helped his father bury him? Yizhen doesn't know quicksand, it must not be her. That person's cultivation must not be low, and I can't use this barrier to protect my father's coffin.

The scene was extremely quiet for a while, only to see the huge coffin slowly sinking in the central pit. In just a few breaths, it had already sunk halfway, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and I saw that the dust was about to cover the coffin.

Cheng Zheng saw the dust falling, breathed a sigh of relief, knelt down on the edge of the pit, kowtowed, and said in a low voice: "Father, let's go." ”

Cheng Qin saw Cheng Zheng kneeling down for a long time, his heart moved, he picked up the weapon from the ground and didn't know who brought it, tiptoed over, and raised the knife fiercely against his figure - suddenly, he was like being punched head-on, his stomach hurt, he bent down and fell to the ground, making a loud bang, his limbs did not move, only his body twitched slightly.

At this time, the coffin finally slowly sank into the ground. Hearing a bang, the ground moved slightly, and the four walls of the pit suddenly collapsed like a landslide, and the loose soil piled around it fell into the pit with a clatter. The loose earth and stones not only filled the earth and stones, but also piled them up, forming a small tomb.

In an instant, a tomb was established, and Cheng Zhe's last memorial in the world was finally buried by the loess and disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Zheng raised his head and slowly pushed the tombstone up from the side. The tombstone is made of evergreen stone and weighs hundreds of pounds. It should have been lifted by several barmen together, but at this time he could move it alone, so he stood upright on the grave without pretending to others.

The tombstone writing is also simple, the front is written "Cheng Zhezhi's Tomb", and the epitaph behind it has not been moved, and it is blank. This is also Cheng Zhe's last life, there is no word on the stele, and a white stele is erected.

Cheng Zheng knelt in front of the grave, stared at the tombstone, and said secretly in his heart: In my father's heart, I really regret it, but he still can't let go of the Cheng family?

After a long time of silence, Cheng Zheng stood up. When I looked back, I saw a circle of people in the distance, but the number of people was much smaller than at the beginning. Most of those scattered cultivators dispersed, but some stayed to watch the excitement, but they remained somewhat quiet compared to just now. The crowd watched from afar, and everyone was confused, and it was impossible to tell which one was malicious, which one was neutral, and who was helping them.

At all costs...... Cheng Zheng knelt down again, this time to the crowd, and said loudly: "Thank you for your help." ”

When the people saw him salute, most of them turned their sides and did not accept his salute, no matter what they thought in their hearts. Most of the monks were not polite, but they were frightened by what he had just seen and did not dare to accept the courtesy. Second, I am afraid that I will have something to do with him and annoy people who should not be messed with. Even if today's funeral is over, who knows what will happen in the future?

Cheng Zheng got up, his expression relaxed for a moment, as if he was freed from a nightmare, and as if he had thrown off the heavy shackles. From the eyes that were always full of bloodshots, there was a kind of indifference that had passed thousands of sails, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with a smile.

Slowly walking to Cheng Qin's side, Cheng Zheng squatted down, looked down at him from above, and said in an extremely relaxed tone: "I said, cousin, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Qin had just recovered from the severe pain, let out a few breaths, and shouted loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, you plotted against me just now, don't you know about it?"

Cheng Zheng narrowed his eyes, looked at him with a very casual gaze, and said, "I'm not asking you this, I'm asking-" Picking Cheng Qin's face with his fingers, Cheng Qin wanted to dodge, but didn't dodge, "What's wrong with your face?

Cheng Qin's face suddenly turned red, and on his right cheek, there was a long scar, which was whipped by Feng Yizhen provoking him on the street two days ago. Although he is not as handsome and abnormal as Cheng Zheng, he is also a person with good facial features, a talent, and a scar on his face, so he is naturally extremely angry, and it is even more difficult to declare that he was injured by a woman, and he is speechless.

Cheng Zheng didn't see his embarrassment, and said, "I carefully considered your suggestion just now......

Cheng Qin was stunned and said, "What...... What do I suggest?"

Cheng Zheng said: "It's the suggestion to transfer the spirit back to home." Cheng Qin, when I was a child, I told you to take some smart medicine, but you always refused to take it, look, now your brain is getting worse and worse. ”

Cheng Qin was stunned, looked up at Cheng Zheng's mean expression, and suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart-Isn't this the previous Cheng Zheng? Why did he come back again?

Cheng Zheng said slowly: "But the coffin has been buried, as long as the Cheng family still has a trace of face, they will definitely not be able to dig up the grave, right? But my father's relics are still there, and I want to send them back to the Cheng family and set up a mound in Shangyang County. One is to comfort his father's spirit in the sky, and the other is to ......" He originally looked solemn, but suddenly turned frivolous, patted Cheng Qin's face, and said, "I am reluctant to ask you to mess up your errand and go back to your father's board." How about taking my advice into account?"

Cheng Qin's face became more and more red, like dripping blood, and he stared at him without speaking.

Cheng Zheng said: "Uncle didn't call me, it's not good for me to come to the door." Why don't you go and talk to your dad first? You and I grew up together, can I still not know your spleen and surname? As long as I say it, you will definitely oppose it. Don't forget to object in front of your dad today—I'll thank you in advance. As he spoke, he laughed and walked away.

Cheng Qin looked at his back, only feeling shocked and frightened, as if he saw Cheng Zheng, who had pressed on his head since he was a child and bullied himself at every turn, and cried again. Could it be that the phobia that I spent more than a month easily overcoming, is it coming back?

Cheng Jun watched from a distance, his brows furrowed slightly--What kind of moth did this kid have? In order to temporarily drag a few important people and make the funeral go smoothly, he took a lot of thought. Just now, he also helped and put Cheng Zhe's coffin into the ground. is to eliminate Cheng Zhe's coffin, which is easy to be controlled by people, and in the future, you can let go of your hands and feet and slowly concoct it. Originally, everything was going well, but I heard Cheng Zheng make some trouble.

He still plans to go back to Shangyang County?

Cheng Jun's puzzled look flashed, and then he remembered something, and his face changed slightly--Could this kid be that idea? If so...... Daring!

He flicked his sleeves, turned his head, and was about to leave. Suddenly, his heart moved-at the same time that Cheng Zheng sent out the flying sword just now, someone else also issued a spell at the same time, and that spell was not issued by him, it was another person. That person was also on Cheng Zheng's side.

Is it Feng Yizhen?

When Cheng Zheng bowed to him just now, the scattered cultivators were not saluted, and after Cheng Jun received the salute, he returned the half-salute. He remembered that someone was standing near him, and not only did he not receive the salute, but he saluted again. Who is that? Because Cheng Jun didn't pay special attention, he only had a faint impression, and he only remembered it now.

His eyes wandered around the crowd, but there was no gain, and he searched again with his divine sense, but there was no result. It was expected that this person had quietly left without a sound.

In that case, let's go back yourself.

Today's small chaos is just a prologue, and the key battle has not yet begun.

When Cheng Zheng returned to Cheng's mansion, the mourning hall was already empty, and some of the white curtains in the mansion were taken off, and some were still floating in the air, showing a little loneliness. Among the city government, there are still a few old servants, who ensure the cleanliness of the Cheng Mansion and maintain barely decent decency.

Since then, the funeral of Cheng Mansion will be over, Cheng Zhejiang will be safe in the soil, and Cheng Zheng's filial piety can be removed. Monks are far less important in funeral rites than in the world, and their own children do not have to mourn for three years. At most, within a year, there will be taboos about weddings. Cheng Zheng didn't change out of his filial piety robe, returned to his room, and fell asleep.

It was expected that no one else would come to the door again to find trouble for himself today, and if there was anything difficult, it would be after waking up, so he slept very deeply. He was too tired too.

When I woke up, it was sunk and night had fallen. At night, Chengfu seems to be very quiet. The irritability of the past seemed to dissolve with the night.

Cheng Zheng stood up and walked out of the door, just about to enjoy the rare calm night between the wars, when he suddenly stopped and stopped.

And in the middle of the courtyard stood a man.

The man was dressed in white, with a hood on his head, and his eyes shone brighter than the stars of the sky.

Cheng Zheng rubbed his eyes, made sure that he was not mistaken, and said in a dumb voice: "Xiaoyu?"

(To be continued)