Yingtian helped his mother to get off the helicopter, without any words, just clasped his hands into fists and thanked everyone silently.

He took the black veil from Yu Feng's hand, slowly put on his arm, and walked silently towards the large hall of Tianying Bay.

Zhihan and Mu Lan helped Chunhe, put on black veils with Liu Zhenyu and the others without saying a word, and followed Yingtian slowly.

At this time, the crowd of black people in Yuankuan Square followed them, moving forward slowly in an orderly manner, so quiet that they could only feel everyone's sorrow and hear the mourning between heaven and earth.

Yingtian had red eyes and asked in a low voice, "Sister Feng, is the funeral over?" ”

Now, Yu Feng and Shang Baigui are engaged, and Yingtian has returned to the previous name for her.

Yu Feng nodded and said, "The second uncle's body purification, plastic surgery and wearing a shroud are all completed, and Bai Gui and the senior did it together." ”

Yingtian thanked Huang Zhichuan beside him, and when he looked up, he saw a wreath outside the auditorium.

In the temporary mourning hall, Yingtian was full of tears in his eyes, and walked slowly forward with everyone in the sound of mourning music. Yu Feng, Miao Fu and other women were already sobbing.

In front of the mourning hall full of wreaths, Yingtian admired Uncle Kuan's remains for a long time, and after mourning the incense on the ground, he silently walked to the side and knelt on a futon.

Yu Feng, Shang Baigui, Miao Fu and Ah Sheng, as well as the warriors of the Liang family in Guocheng, all knelt behind Yingtian after offering incense.

Zhihan and Mu Lan stood next to Yingtian with Chun Lotus in their arms, accepting everyone's condolences together.

After the condolences were completed, everyone left Aquila Bay one after another.

According to the opinions of Yu Feng and the high-level officials of the Liang family in Guocheng, they wanted to bury Second Uncle Liang in the cemetery at the foot of Baita Mountain.

After lunch, the helicopter flew to Guocheng with Liang Yuankuan's coffin, and Yu Feng, Shang Baigui, Miao Fu, Ah Sheng and others were on the same plane.

Because there were still important things to do in Jincheng and Tianying Bay, Yingtian postponed going to Guocheng, and Zhihan, Mu Lan and others also stayed.

Watching the helicopter disappear into the white clouds in the sky, Yingtian was extremely sad and tired. He dragged his heavy steps and walked towards Villa No. 1 with Zhihan and Mu Lan.

Half an hour later, Yingtian, who had taken a short break, walked downstairs and sat quietly on the sofa.

The stout four dull ran over wagging his tail, and he seemed to feel the sad atmosphere of the house, and was not as naughty and clingy as before, but just sat quietly next to the sofa, drooping his head.

Ying Tian suddenly thought of the essence blood of the golden-toothed wolf, and said, "Four Fools, I have better essence blood now, if you can absorb it, it will become even more powerful." However, this time the risk may be great, and the body will be more painful, so nod your head twice if you want. ”

Si Du looked at him silently, as if lost in thought. After a moment, it nodded twice.

Yingtian touched its head and said: "Good one, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, you must have this fearless spirit." Come on, let's go to your room. ”

After speaking, he shook his right hand and took out the small jade bottle and two pills from the objects in his body.

After more than ten minutes, Yingtian walked out of the room with satisfaction, and after briefly explaining the situation to Bai Yao, he walked to the second floor.

On the large terrace on the second floor, he sat cross-legged.

At this time, Yingtian condensed his divine thoughts into the objects in his body, and a faint phantom that was exactly the same as him appeared on the lawn.

He saw the panda cub staggering towards him, his face floating behind her.

Yingtian reluctantly smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to chat with you." ”

Bai Dai stared at him for a while, and said in surprise: "You have become stronger again?" Not bad, a little better than I thought. ”

The black fan pursed his lips and teased: "This is also called strong? Can't afford it! ”

Yingtian didn't speak, just looked at them quietly.

Faced sat next to him, sniffed a leaf in his hand, and then sneezed, and his round body shook like chaff.

She turned her head, looked at Yingtian innocently, and spit out two words for a long time: "Difficult...... Eat. ”

Yingtian touched her hairy round head and said softly, "This is the leaf of the spirit wood, not something you like to eat." ”

Last time, he made some special green bamboo for the Jincheng Panda Pavilion for noodles, and the noodles were also said to be unpalatable. Including cakes, bread and other things, she ignored everything.

"Boom, this is also called Wraith Wood? It's the pile of garbage in the corner, right? "Black fans have always been bad at talking, but Yingtian doesn't care, and the most important thing is to get some information from his words.

Bai Dai glared at it and said, "At least this thing is also a variant of the Spirit Wood." Well, why aren't you floating? Is the divine mind so strong? ”

The black fan also looked over, and this time he didn't say anything ugly: "Boy, your knowledge of the sea is much more competitive than the realm, not bad!" ”

Yingtian was surprised to find that his body did not float up when they said this! In the past, he had to pull the edge of the ancient well to stabilize his body.

At this time, he looked at him with a melancholy face and said, "No...... Glad? For...... Dead person? ”

Yingtian corrected: "Noodles, that's my Uncle Kuan, don't call a dead man." ”

Then, he was amazed, "Face, you can see outside?" Then he looked up and asked Doubleface, "Can you two see the outside too?" ”

Bai Dai said: "We can't, but it can look outside after it is incarnated." ”

Yingtian continued to ask, "I have learned three kinds of witchcraft, one of which I don't like, let me tell you about those two." ”

After speaking, whether they like to listen to it or not, they will introduce it cracklingly.

As soon as the words fell, the black fan mocked again: "What kind of mess, this is also called witchcraft?" ”

Bai Dai immediately objected: "Have you ever seen real witchcraft?" At the very least, there is a hint of witchcraft in the art of destruction and resurrection. ”

Yingtian asked, "What exactly is real witchcraft?" That one...... Is there one in the Otherworld? ”

After a while, neither Bai Dai nor Hei Fan responded.

Yingtian knew that they were taboo about this question, so he spoke: "I faked the death of a person through the Destruction Technique, and then put him into the Spirit Wood, can I move him into it?" ”

Seeing that his face still didn't speak, he was a little discouraged, looking at the pile of spiritual wood branches and leaves in the corner, and muttered in his heart: "Is that really a pile of useless garbage?" ”

"Yes!" A muffled voice came into the eardrums, and Yingtian looked down and saw that he was actually answering!

He was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Just like anything else? ”

"Boom...... The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. The black fan lost no time in teasing.

Bai Dai then reminded: "A fake dead person is also half a living person, but you can't do what you want." However, with that variant of Wraith Wood it's different. ”

Yingtian rubbed his hands happily, and said embarrassedly: "But my divine thoughts are not so strong, and I can't accept such a heavy thing." ”

At this time, he kicked his feet and rolled happily on the grass, and then lay on the ground again, and said vaguely: "I...... Help you. ”

When Yingtian heard this, he also lay on the grass, reached out and touched the fur on her belly, and said happily: "Thank you." ”

He grinned and enjoyed letting him stroke his belly.

At this time, Yingtian said thoughtfully: "Moving objects with divine thoughts, it feels significantly lighter inside, but much heavier on the outside. Moreover, the space here cannot even be survived by half a living person, is there something wrong with this world? ”

The eyes of the two-faced face suddenly lit up, and he secretly marveled that this kid could actually think of this level!

However, the black powder curled the corners of his mouth, still looking like he had nothing to do with himself, hanging high. He blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "You are really a human spirit!" ”

Yingtian was secretly happy, although he was mocking himself, he also heard a little information, that is, his guess should be eight or nine.