Chapter Seventy-One: Burial

The sky was already dawning, the snow had not stopped, the blood in Yunluotian's body had flowed, his whole body was warm, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was also warmed by him.

Ling Xuanfeng looked at him, the shock in his heart was incomprehensible, this kind of martial arts talent was really shocking, more than a dozen kinds of martial arts came at his fingertips, the connection was like flowing water, flawless, and the most important thing was that he was obviously seriously injured before, but now he was alive and vigorous, and his spirit was a hundred times, could he really have no divine power?

The snow on the road was getting thicker and thicker, and the cold wind was howling, bringing with it distant shouts.

Everyone was happy in their hearts, it was Wen Huiqing's voice!

Without saying a word, he ran in the direction of the sound source, and before he ran far, he saw Wen Huiqing and them looking for him, and the group of people behind him was particularly conspicuous.

Among those people were dozens of women who were rescued, most of them were townspeople from White Crane Town, but how did they escape the impact of the big battle?

Yun Luotian was about to ask, Lei Daqiang rushed up and picked up Yun Luotian with a bear hug, and said happily: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Yun Luotian smiled slightly, and his heart was extremely moved, allowing Lei Daqiang to hug him tightly.

The parting time was not long, but after several temporary farewells of life and death, Qiu Bing, Xu Jinjiang and others all smiled and said nothing, and Yang Lingling's eyes were already a little moist.

The people stood like this for a long time, and the townspeople and the women were so thin in their clothes that their faces were blue and they trembled with cold.

Looking at the miserable crowd, Yun Luotian motioned to Lei Daqiang to let go, and said, "Let's quickly find a place to hide from the wind and snow, so as not to let people freeze." ”

It's just that in this snowy world, how can there be shelter from the wind and rain?

Just when everyone was at a loss, an old man walked out, and the clouds fell into the sky and stared at it, it was the old man who was talking to them.

The old man trembled and said in a low voice: "Adult, please forgive the villain for talking too much, I know where to rest!"

Yunluo was overjoyed and said, "Then please ask the old man to lead the way!"

The old man was sincerely frightened, and said in a hurried voice: "Adult, this is what a villain should do!"

Seeing the old man treating himself like this, Yun Luotian was even more shocked, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Old man, I can't stand you like this!"

The old man was even more frightened, there was a tendency to kneel, and Yun Luotian had no choice but to say: "Grandpa, you can lead the way!"

Everyone walked slowly in the snow, and Yun Luotian and the others scattered to protect the villagers, but the villagers seemed to be very scared, huddled tightly together, and stayed away as much as possible.

Wen Huiqing is very uncomfortable, this is completely different from what she imagined, there is no support, no support, there is only fear, strong fear.

She doesn't blame these townspeople, but only those scum who have destroyed the image of the temple in people's hearts.

Everyone walked all the way, and the panicked expressions of the townspeople made it seem that Yun Luotian and the others were not escorting, but escorting slaves.

Lei Daqiang was seriously injured, but he had nothing to say, Wen Huiqing became more and more scratched the more he walked, and the more he walked, the more bored he became.

Yun Luotian said in a low voice: "Don't be like this, the more you are like this, the more afraid they are." ”

Wen Huiqing said angrily: "I'm not angry with them, what are they afraid of, if we are wicked and kill so many people, why don't we solve them easily, how can they still live until now." ”

She said this very loudly, and the old man who led the way in front of him immediately paused, slowed down, and walked slowly.

He saw this move in his eyes, knowing that they were beginning to be wary of their own group of people, and they were unwilling to expose their secret location, so they had to look at Wen Huiqing helplessly, and said loudly: "Since everyone has a place to live, then we can rest assured, but we still have important things to do and can't protect everyone, so please take care of everyone!" After speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone retreated without asking why.

Everyone ran wildly all the way, and soon disappeared into the white world.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief after watching the figures of Yun Luotian and the others turn into black dots and disappear into the sky.

Suddenly, a childish voice asked, "Grandpa, why don't you bring those brothers and sisters back to the underground secret room to keep warm?"

The old man's withered hands touched the child's hair, and said to himself: "The human heart is unpredictable, who can guarantee that they are not taking advantage of us?"

The words were inexplicable to the children, but the rest of the townspeople were deeply moved.

The old man said loudly: "Everyone has to rely on themselves to protect themselves from now on, are you afraid?"

The townspeople said in unison, "Don't be afraid!"

A rough man in the crowd said: "What are you afraid of, we are also lowly slaves when we go to the temple, it is better to live freely outside, even if there may be danger of life at any time, but there is dignity." After speaking, he hugged a thinly dressed woman next to him, and the two looked at each other affectionately, unwilling to part for a long time, and reunited in a big way, which gave them a lot of feelings.

Rather than sending people to live under the fence, it is better to work your own, even if it is extremely hard, but you can live with peace of mind and happiness.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, turned around and led the townspeople away.

In the center of the original White Crane Town, there was a huge crater, and the goose-featherlike snow buried the corpses, and the various sharp weapons scattered on the ground did not lose their cold light due to the death of their owners, and were still sharp.

Yun Luotian and the others carefully probed, and no one dared to guarantee whether the demonic beast would leave.

After making sure that it was safe, Xu Jinjiang said, "What should we do with these corpses?"

Wen Huiqing said: "What else, just throw it here." ”

Xu Jinjiang shook his head and said, "If we don't know these corpses, how can we tell people what happened here when we return to the temple." ”

Wen Huiqing said: "Directly say that their strength is not good, and they are directly wiped out by the demonic beasts, what else!"

Xu Jinjiang smiled bitterly and analyzed: "But the Elders' Council sent people to investigate the real situation here, and found that these people were killed by our weapons, what do you think things will become?"

Wen Huiqing said angrily: "Then what else can I do, is it up to us to collect these hundreds of corpses?"

Yun Luotian frowned, it was easy to kill, but difficult to deal with, it was indeed a disgusting and troublesome thing for these hundreds of cold corpses to be collected.

A feeling of annoyance arose in his heart, and he kicked his foot out of the snow, right on top of the hard object, which flew in response to his feet and landed right on the huge pothole in the center.

Suddenly, Yun Luotian flashed lightning in his head, and said hurriedly: "It's better for us to throw all the corpses into this big pit for burial, and it can be regarded as giving them a chance to settle down." ”

Everyone was stunned, but this method was more reasonable, and they didn't say much, and immediately scattered to look for the corpses covered by the snow, Wen Huiqing and Yang Lingling are girls, so naturally they don't have to do this kind of thing, just stay on the sidelines and watch.

After a while, hundreds of corpses were thrown into the pit, and Yun Luotian silently looked at the mountains of stiff corpses piled up under his feet, and felt infinite emotion in his heart, digging a pit to bury himself, this is probably the situation that he said.

Yun Luotian waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Let's bury the soil!"

Watching the dirt continue to fall, Yun Luotian has a lot of thoughts, maybe the two sides won't think too much when they fight, and they only think about how to crack each other's moves, how to win this fight, even when they kill their opponents, they won't feel guilty, after all, choosing to shoot means that each other will be in the hands of their opponents.

These people are guilty of great sins, and their deaths are not to be spared.

But looking at their stiff bodies and peaceful demeanor after death, Yun Luotian couldn't help but feel dazed, the lights of death were extinguished, and all sins disappeared at the moment when they spit out their last breath.

Thinking of this, Yun Luotian leaned over and picked up a touch of dust and sprinkled it, if they weren't so vicious, maybe they were still eating and chatting happily together, guarding the territory together, and fighting side by side together.

The earth was heavy and high, burying all the stiff and cold corpses, and Yun Luotian watched silently, until the entire pit was filled, and he slowly stood up.

Not far away, Xu Jinjiang and the others were still exploring how to clear the traces of the battle, Yun Luotian took a deep breath and said loudly: "Let's set up a tombstone for them!"

"What?" Everyone was shocked, and Zhang Jun shouted: "Are you crazy, what qualifications do these people have for us to erect a tombstone?"

Yun Luotian said in a deep voice: "Since they are dead, there is no need to pursue the past, the dead are great, and it is not troublesome to erect a tombstone for them." ”

Zhang Jun said categorically: "No, setting up a tomb is equivalent to directly telling the Presbyterian Church that we killed them, which will destroy the relationship between the family and the temple!"

Yun Luotian closed his eyes, and his heart was also struggling fiercely, reason told him to bury the facts, but conscience reminded him to respect the facts.

The two sides were silent for a long time, and suddenly Qiu Bing said lightly: "Is it wrong for us to kill these people?"

"Of course that's right," Zhang Jun said.

Qiu Bing said: "Since that's right, why do you want to cover up these facts?"

"That's because ......," Zhang Jun was speechless for a while.

"That's because we still have to use their power to fight against the royal family!" Wang Yi took over.

Qiu Bing said lightly: "With such an ally, do you think the benefits are big or the risks are high?"

Wang Yi was stunned and speechless for a while.

Qiu Bing continued: "An ally like this is ostensibly expanding its strength, but in reality?"

Wen Huiqing rushed and said: "It's actually luring a wolf into the room!"

Yang Lingling nodded and said, "It doesn't matter if the enemy is strong, but if your own people want to harm yourself, it will be fatal, and from the beginning of their attitude towards us, you should know the attitude of the upper echelons of the Elders." ”

Zhang Jun and Wang Yi were silent, and after a long time, Zhang Jun said: "What should be written on the tombstone?"

Yun Luotian smiled slightly and said, "Just engrave the person who has lost his way!"

"En!" Zhang Jun and Wang Yi glanced at each other, and flew out at the same time.

The sky is getting brighter and the snow is getting lighter and lighter, and there is a tendency to stop.

At this time, Zhang Jun and Wang Yi carried back a two-person high stone slab, the stone surface was flat, the incision was neat, and it was obviously made with superb techniques.

The two worked together to insert the stone slab in the center of the hole, Zhang Jun looked at Yunluotian and said: "We have already made the stone tablet for you, and you will carve the words." ”

Yun Luotian nodded, stepped forward, pulled out the long sword and slowly swiped it, his arm was calm and powerful, and with a half-sound, he put the long sword in its sheath.

The four big characters of the Tomb of the Lost jumped on the stone tablet, and there was a row of small characters written next to it, and everyone looked at it intently, only to see that it was written: "May there be no mispath in the other world!"

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