A few months later, the city of Si You.

The gloomy wind blew through the old lanterns hanging in the streets, and the candles flickered a few times and extinguished a few times.

In the thick fog, there was a low, seemingly nonexistent whining, which sounded a little creepy in the silence of the night.

"Is this the city of Si You? It's like a ghost town. Lin Fangxu looked around, the fog was too thick, the light was weak, she could hardly see the road ahead, and every step was cautious.

Fu Zhu originally wanted to take out the spirit rhino lamp for lighting, but thinking of Lin Fangxu's situation, he paused slightly, stopped his steps, and looked at the paper lantern on the tall wooden lampstand.

With a flick of her fingers, the blade cut the rope, and the bamboo lantern fluttered down and was picked up by the rune beads.

"Let's go."

Tongtong didn't seem to hear the woman talking to him, and looked at the sky stupidly, and the woman felt strange and followed his gaze.

The little boy snorted and tears flowed his face, heard his mother's reprimand, choked and sniffed, miserable and pitiful, the woman's heart softened, she half-squatted down, took out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped her son's face: "It's not good for my mother just now, I shouldn't have killed you, Tongtong don't cry, okay?" ”

The rhythm of the gongs in the distance slowed down.

The maidservant blessed her body and went to the house.

"Today's funeral is very weird, just wait for the immortals to come and see it."

The woman looked at the black coffin with a stunned expression, and just as the wind blew at this time, the white cloth on the coffin fell to the ground, revealing the black coffin that had been tightly sealed.

The woman sighed heavily, but in the end, she remembered the rules of her ancestors, and only ordered her subordinates to go and get the sachet of awakening God.

A woman with a white flower on her head, clasped her hands together, paced back and forth, she turned her head to look at her face with a solemn face.

Tong Tong pulled out of the woman's hand, pointed to the black coffin and said, "But the coffin has been sealed." ”

"As long as Fengfu gets Xin'er, the immortals can come over in the blink of an eye."

"Madam, it's late at night, since the coffin has been prepared, you might as well bury the coffin as soon as possible, so that everyone can go back to rest."

Outside the mansion, a black wooden coffin covered with a white cloth was parked, and adults and children were holding hands together, looking a little strange, panic more than sadness.

"Thank you."

At this time, the little boy dressed in sackcloth suddenly began to cry, and the woman was already distraught, and when she heard the crying, a nameless fire rose in her heart, and she rebuked sharply: "Don't cry! ”

Hearing that she was going to Feng's house, somehow, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that Fu Zhu's gaze softened a lot, the woman raised her hand and motioned for everyone to get out of the way.

There were slaves who did not know what was going on, and they talked in a low voice.

"It should be an immortal spell, maybe they're back."

In the woman's eyes, there was nothing strange, she leaned over, put her hand on her son's shoulder, pressed it gently, and said softly: "Tongtong is good, after Azu is buried, let's go back to the house to drink a bowl of your favorite sweet jujube soup, okay?" ”

Touching the little boy's hand, maybe the wind had been blowing for a long time, and it was a little too cold, so the woman summoned the maidservant and ordered, "Go and pour a soup woman." ”

"I'm just passing through there to go to the house of the Windy Customs, go over and have a look."

Around the black coffin, a group of servants dressed in sackcloth looked forward to it, and the panicked look on their faces turned calm.

What's going on?

The woman was puzzled, obviously before, no matter how many people pushed the coffin lid, they did not move, but now the coffin lid has been tightly covered by itself, which is really evil.

The woman sensed that something was wrong, and frowned: "This direction is not the Feng family." ”

She carried a bamboo lantern, passed by the mansion, noticed that everyone's eyes were focused on her, and smiled slightly: "I'm going to the Feng family, but I just happened to pass by here, and Madame doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Fu Zhu said softly to Lin Fangxu, and the bamboo lantern shook slightly, illuminating the path under Fangxu's feet.

Strange to say, the girl's steps are not fast, and in the blink of an eye, her back is gone.

"What was that light just now?"

"The Feng family has guarded Si Youcheng for generations, and it is not like other immortals, who avoid the mountains, with them, this heart of mine can finally fall back into the stomach."

She softened her voice to soothe: "Tongtong hold on for a while, and after the immortals come to seal the coffin, go back to sleep, okay?" ”

The wind and clouds rose again, crushing the sky very much, forming a whirlpool, in which there seemed to be a black stream of water, but no rain fell, but a biting yin wind blew out of the hole, cool and deep into the bone marrow.

The sound of slight footsteps sounded from the darkness, getting closer.

In the dead of night, a strange figure suddenly appeared, no wonder everyone would be wary and frightened, Fu Zhu patiently explained.

Suddenly, a bright pillar of light shone from behind her to the side of the road, and the maidservant turned back, but the beam suddenly went out.

"Maybe it's too dark today." The woman whispered to herself, turned her eyes to her son, and found that he was yawning, and his eyelids could not be opened.

"Madam, what now? Do you have to wait for the immortals to come? The little guy asked.

Looking from afar, several clusters of flames are beating, and there are two white lanterns with the word "Dian" written on them at the door.

A thunderclap sounded, Fu Zhu raised his eyes, and the snow-white lightning on the edge of the sky tore through the night and illuminated the sky.

Bang!

After taking a few steps, Fu Zhu turned around and said slowly, "The child is also sleepy, look at his eyes, he can't stand it." ”

The woman's eyes flashed, and she commanded, "Nail." ”

A little guy wearing a green hat beside him whispered comfortingly: "Don't worry, madam, this place is a little far away from Fengfu, and their feet are slow, so it will naturally take some time, and wait." ”

The woman's face was bitter, but she didn't say anything, bowed her head slightly, and saw that the moonlight white slowly melted into the dark night.

Fu Zhu smiled faintly, and when he passed by the black coffin, he quietly pushed the coffin lid and dropped the seal.

"Hasn't the little guy who went to Fengfu come back yet? How did you go for so long? ”

Lin Fangxu listened for a while, turned his face, and said, "Someone is doing a funeral." ”

Fu Zhu withdrew his divine consciousness and cast a wind fixing spell on the bamboo and wood lantern, and the lantern, which was originally shaking violently, suddenly settled, and the candle flame stopped flickering, and the light source became brighter.

The heavy clouds were blown away by the wind, and a full moon was revealed, and clear light spread all over the world.

Tread, tread, tread.

The footsteps approached, and a papier-mâché lantern appeared in everyone's eyes, and the gaze moved upwards to a girl wearing a moon-white Luo skirt.

After worrying about this for a long time, the woman was a little exhausted and mentally exhausted, and now she just wanted to finish the funeral as soon as possible.

The little servant took seven long nails and nailed the coffin lid, and said in a low voice: "Spirit! ”

A few big-shouldered and round-waisted family members carried the coffin and walked in the direction of the cemetery. Bright yellow paper money fluttered one after another, and was blown out far away by the wind.