There was no need to say hello, a man came in from outside the house, nodded to Chen Liang, Chen Liang went out, and the remaining four people lifted the coffin.

Qiu Yuanbai's heart moved, "Everyone, Poor Dao was looking for a dragon point nearby yesterday, and found that there is a treasure cave in the nearest mountain, after the ancestors are buried, they can be prosperous, their children and nephews, and the ninth uncle is the best to bury." ”

"Okay, let's get there, it's the best way to get there!"

"Yes, hurry up, you can start the table early!"

"We're not talking about gluttony, the most important thing is that Uncle Nine lives well!"

Several women kept instigating.

"My uncle said before his death, his wish after death is to be buried in Qixia Mountain, we can't disobey the wishes of his old family as nephews, if you dislike the neighbors, you can't compare to send each other, please go home and eat by yourself!"

Chen Liang's words were very effective, the cheering women, the scoundrels who were about to move, immediately stood obediently behind the coffin, like a filial son and grandson.

Chen Liang didn't say much, he took the lead and walked in front, walking faster and faster, as if he was in a hurry, and the coffin behind him was like flying, and he followed very closely.

Quietly, four more mourners came, gathered around the coffin, and the fierce aura made passers-by automatically leave two meters away.

After walking for about an hour and a half, I arrived at Qixia Mountain, although it was in the back mountain, I could also feel the magnificence.

The mountain is towering into the clouds, it is estimated that it is at least two thousand meters or more, and the clouds can only linger in the mountains, from which the name of Qixia comes from.

I can't see how gorgeous the buildings in front of the mountain are, and I can feel a peaceful atmosphere, Akimoto Bai took a deep breath, and suddenly felt refreshed, as if the air was full of aura, and it was really a good place for cultivation.

There is a flat land that cannot see the edge in the back mountain, and between the two pines and cypresses stands a tall archway "Tuoshan"

Taken from "what is the way to die, the same body to the mountain", which means to let the deceased enter the earth for peace.

Entering the archway, there is a pavilion, in which a young man sits, in front of the place wine, dishes, self-pouring, very free and easy.

The young man had a strange appearance, and at a glance he knew that he was a cultivator, and he wore a cyan robe, which was more dazzling than the cyan of Xi Xi's exercise, and there was a Kunpeng embroidered on his chest, it seemed that he should be the casual cultivation that Tong Qianli said about entering the Qingyun Sect because of his inferior qualifications.

Behind him stood five or six men, waiting respectfully, the inferior casual cultivators all had such a grand style, and those normal disciples were even more incredible, not to mention the outstanding students who could be taught by the elders themselves.

"Do you understand the rules?"

"Yes! Be! Be! ”

It was Xiao Si who swept the floor and scolded the funeral procession, Chen nodded and apologized, but he promised!

Qingyun Sect, the door is high and the dog is evil!

"Zhao Ye! My uncle unfortunately passed away, and I came here today to be buried, please make arrangements. ”

Chen Liang's fierce aura was completely gone, and he was replaced by a servile face.

"Relatives from other counties who haven't returned for decades!"

Akimoto Bai could guess it, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue a little, so that he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Stones! Go! ”

A man with the surname Zhao walked out behind him, one meter eight tall, dressed in tight clothes, with a bulging chest, a cold face, but no anger.

In this world, there are a lot of disgusting and evil faces, many people with good faces and evil hearts, and disgusting and good faces.

"Master Zhao, I usually bother Sixth Master Yin, why bother Brother Shi today......"

"Sixth Master Yin, Yin Sixth is your father! Hell today, business is so good, they are all here to find Yin Liu! ”

Zhao Ye scolded, looked at the scenery by himself, and ignored Chen Liang anymore.

The stone walked directly to the coffin, carried it on his shoulder, and walked into the cemetery without looking back, Chen Liang had to follow.

The layout of the cemetery is like a Western-style, there is no bulging tomb, a black stone tablet in front of the mausoleum, half a meter high, 20 centimeters wide, and the name of the deceased is simply engraved on it.

Follow the stone all the way, there are old tombs on both sides, and I don't know how many years have passed, Qingyun Sect has a 10,000-year inheritance, what remains unchanged is that the black stone tablet, each piece has the same color, the same light, and there is no trace of time at all.

The further you go inside, the newer the graves become, and some of them still see freshly turned dirt.

"Zhuyuan!"

"Mei Fang!"

It is the name on the two new graves.

There is a two-meter-long and half-meter-wide earthen pit in front of it, which is about one and a half meters wide, and the side is full of newly dug soil, as well as an iron shovel and a black stone tablet.

The stone stopped, and that was the resting place of Uncle Nine.

Not far away, there is also a bunch of mourners laying coffins.

"Sixth Master Yin!"

Chen Liang roared and was a lot more tolerant.

The man named Yin Liu, a man of medium stature, kicked at the coffin placed next to the grave, bang, bang, the first sound was the sound of the coffin falling into the grave, and the second sound was the sound of the dead hitting the coffin.

"Stone, don't worry about it, let me come, you go back!"

Yin Liu shouted loudly at the stone, but the stone didn't seem to hear it.

"Brother Shi, Sixth Master Yin has called you!" , Chen Liang hurriedly reminded on the side.

Burst!

The stone lifted the coffin, jumped steadily into the grave, put the coffin in it, fiddled with it, and jumped out when it was in the right position.

Chen Liang's dark face stretched out.

Aggressive!

The stone picked up three pieces of mud and smashed them on the coffin, Chen Liang began to get nervous again, he wanted to speak and stopped, he wanted the stone to hurry up, but he didn't seem to dare.

Finally, I saw the stone pick up the shovel and pour the soil inside, so he secretly spat out and nodded at Yin Liu, who also had a black face.

Qiu Yuanbai ignored the matter here, he saw that a tombstone had been erected on Yin Liu's side, and the words on it seemed to ......

He ran over, exhaled, and breathed a sigh of relief, and it was written "Lan Qian"

"Huh?"

I saw a tall man standing in front of Lan Qian's tomb, with a gray robe, a little mud on his thighs, and bloodstains, all of which were left by the little girl's ball yesterday.

The man is Ho Ho, and the big red mole on the right side of his face is easy to recognize, not to mention his fierce expression.

There was a broken piece on the corner of Ho Ho's clothes, and Akimoto Bai knew that as long as he filled in the torn clothes he had collected in his arms, it would be just right.

"Kowtow to your mother!"

Yin Liu looked at Ho Ho playfully, Dong, Ho Ho immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

"Fool!"

Yin Liu sneered, and the mourners next to him also laughed with him.

Qiu Yuanbai didn't want to see this kind of scene, and when he returned to the grave of Uncle Jiu, the soil had been filled and the tombstone had been erected, but it was empty.

"It's a pity that there is no name!"

"Yes!"

This was the first time Stone had spoken, and he spoke quickly and directly, with great certainty.

I saw him take out a silver knife from his arms and quickly carve it on the tombstone.

"Lin Xiaofang"

Uncle Jiu is not surnamed Chen, nor is he surnamed Wang, and there is no "nine" in his name, so I don't know how Shi learned his name.

The matter was finally over, the nine of them ignored Qiu Yuanbai, bowed respectfully to Yin Liu, and strode away, and the rogue women who sent the funeral also hurriedly followed, it was their rice master.

Akimoto Bai was relaxed, anyway, the silver arrived in the morning, he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, accompanied by the stone.

All the way out, he talked to the stone a lot, he was talking alone, and the stone walked very seriously without answering.

"Stone, did you hear me?"

Walking to the gate of the cemetery, Qiu Yuanbai couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!"

"Uh-huh!"

Qiu Yuanbai nodded with satisfaction, walked out of the cemetery, and was not in a hurry to go back, the first time he came to Qingyun Sect, he had to visit it.