Chapter 4: Falling Sun, Qingyu Case, Funeral!

Jiang You had already seen the verdant mountains beyond the immortal tomb in the distance.

But now the sun overhead turns to a black one.

Last night was the blood moon, and now it is the black sun, and the strong malice emitted by this world towards Jiang You made Jiang You scold.

But he still made him turn into an afterimage and gallop forward.

The black sun was heavy, and after a short time, the sand and gravel gradually became red and made a sizzling sound, making the originally red earth become more and more red, and the heat wave was rolling, like the tide surging, and the earth had red ripples, rolling up the wind and sand.

Under the scorching of the black sun, Jiang You was hiding in the victory and evil, his eyes were dizzy with heat, and he didn't feel anything when he entered the magma lake.

His face turned pale, and he urged the Taixu Ding out, and put it on top of the victory and evil, the Taixu Qi seemed to be boiling, and it was consumed violently, but it also brought a touch of coolness to Jiang You.

But soon, as the grit on the ground began to melt, the coolness quickly dissipated.

"In order to burn me to death, do you ignore the world?"

Jiang You was a little puzzled and couldn't help but look up.

I saw a black sun vision slowly falling down, and the three rounds of the sun in the sky had recovered at this time.

"Falling sun, this is because of the feng shui topography here!"

He looked ahead, and sure enough, the mountains in the distance were not charred black, but still green.

"This is the last crisis of the Immortal Tomb, just rush out!"

The Taixu Ding's Taixu Qi had been drained and turned black and red, and the temperature of the victory over evil was also amazing, and black flames were also burning on the ground.

Jiang You immediately spawned the samadhi fire, and the victory evil also burned with a white flame, and his divine soul flame was suppressed by the black flame below It was not as vigorous as before, only a thin layer.

The Samadhi Fire did isolate him from a lot of damage, and the Samadhi Fire also began to spin at this time, devouring the black flames around him.

But the black flame absorbed by the samadhi flame is only a drop in the bucket compared to the black sun.

Before the Black Sun Vision completely fell, Jiang You finally flew out of the Immortal Cemetery Realm, he flew out of the Victory Evil Realm, his soul body was red, exuding an amazing heat wave outward, and his face became blurred.

The originally vibrant mountains, after the river swam in, the surrounding grass and trees suddenly became withered and scorched black.

Wherever they passed, not a single grass grew.

Jiang You went all the way deeper, and after seeing a lake in front of him, he got into it.

Immediately, the lake burst into a boil, and Jiang Youpan sat at the bottom of the lake, and the samadhi fire above his head kept pulling out the fire poison from his soul body.

By the time Jiang You's soul body recovered from crimson and opened his eyes again, it was already night.

The entire lake has completely disappeared, the ground is charred and cracked, and the dead fish are everywhere.

"Finally came out of the immortal tomb!"

Jiang You died nine times, but he still walked out of the immortal tomb alive, at this time he turned his head to look at the direction of the immortal tomb, and saw the junction of heaven and earth, the starlight was bright, like the heavenly river falling, gorgeous to the extreme, beautiful and incomprehensible.

But Jiang You knew very well how much danger there was inside, except for the peerless powerhouse or the immortal-level immortal weapon in this place, it would mean death for others to enter by mistake.

He looked at the samadhi fire, the black one of them, which absorbed the black flame, and had a tendency to evolve, but the black flame did not absorb well enough, and it was still some fire away from evolution.

At that time, Jiang You was only thinking about escaping before the dark sun completely fell, where would he dare to give the samadhi fire time to absorb.

"But it's okay!"

Jiang You got up and came to the edge of the immortal tomb, looking at the large scorched black land in front of him, prompting the samadhi fire, the fire began to absorb the residual fire on the earth, in order not to enter again, he kept walking along the edge, and walked for three miles, before the fire was absorbed, and began to tremble, and then the black fire suddenly increased in a circle, and the black inside was more pure.

And this also upsets the balance of the three flames, and the white flame turns into black.

A black spark flew to a large rock under his tuition, and the stone burst open with fire and turned into molten lava.

"Samadhi fire can only cause damage to the divine soul before, but after absorbing the black flame, it also has a good power on the physical level!"

Although his own fire does not exist in the myth and the real fire of samadhi, since it is a fire, it contains unlimited development potential.

As long as you can continue to absorb the divine fire of heaven and earth in the future, one day, the true mythical fruit will bloom.

He took one last look at the Immortal Tomb, smiled, turned around and walked towards the mountain, and Changsheng Qi began to reshape his physical body, very quickly, starting with the skull.

But Jiang You had only taken two steps before he immediately stopped.

He secretly felt that as he condensed his physical body, he felt a wave of malice coming from all directions, as if he was rejected by heaven and earth.

And a dark cloud had gathered overhead.

"The flesh is condensed, and it will be split directly with heavenly thunder, right?"

Jiang You looked at the dark clouds that began to gather with thunder above his head, and dispersed his body, and sure enough, as soon as his body dispersed, the dark clouds also calmed down.

"People from the outside world, how can they move so hard? How did the people of Bai Yujing circumvent the malice of heaven and earth? ”

The waning moon was in the clouds, and the outlines of the mountains were faint in the moonlight, and Jiang You walked forward thoughtfully.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

Tonight's lantern festival is not in the Lantern Festival, and the location is not in Lin'an, but the lively atmosphere of the red dust is extremely consistent.

Great Wei border, Cangshan City.

Although it is already in the middle of the moon, the excitement in the city has not diminished at all.

The main road is lit up with lights, crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder.

On both sides of the street, there are flowers and trees, thousands of colorful lights, and all kinds of vendors are connected along the street.

At this time, the gongs and drums are noisy, a large group of people and horses are driven on the street, and the head is carrying a statue of the goddess of three or four meters, the statue is decorated with ribbons and lanterns, and the statue is followed by the gongs and drums, the stilts, the fire-breathing, and the lion dance. It's lively and lively, and it forms a long line.

A string of silver bells of laughter rang out, and out of the long line came a twelve-year-old, pink-carved girl, holding a sugar gourd in one hand and a candy man in the other, laughing and running through the crowd, followed by a few people who shouted again and again, but the girl turned a deaf ear to this, and her dark eyes were full of curiosity about everything that happened in the street.

When the girl turned back to look back, she hit her head on a person's calf, "Poof! He fell and squatted on the ground, and the sugar man in his hand fell to the ground, and then a big foot stepped down next to him, trampling the sugar man.

Passers-by didn't notice anything unusual under their feet, and laughed and shouted as they walked forward with the long dragon.

When the girl saw that the candy man she was reluctant to eat turned into a sugar cake and stuck to the ground, tears suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she cried out with a wow.

While she was crying, the girl saw another candy man emerge in front of her eyes.

"Don't cry, I'll pay you my sugar man." A gentle male voice came, and as soon as the girl looked up, she saw a tall man wearing a purple idol mask, bending over and placing the sugar man in his hand in front of her.

The girl's eyes curled at the sight of the candy man, but then she hesitated.

"If you don't like my candy man's style, it's okay, I'll take it to the candy man's stall and pick one myself!"

The man didn't wait for the girl to respond, and with a big hand, he put the girl on his shoulder.

The girl appeared in front of the candy man's stall, and although she was still wondering how she could suddenly come across the crowded street, her attention was quickly attracted by the candy man in front of her.

"Candy seller! Big and sweet sugar man! This young master, buy you a candy man! ”

The little girl stared at the string of candy figures, her eyes straightened.

The man followed the girl's line of sight and chose the biggest sugar man.

The girl was lowered from her shoulder, and she licked a mouthful of sugar gourd, and then a mouthful of candy man, and her eyes smiled like crescents.

"Brother Mask, you're such a good person! If my family hadn't moved out, I'd have invited you to my house! ”

"Moving?" The man asked, "Isn't it good here?" ”

The little girl's tone was low.

"I also think it's very good here, but recently the Canglan Sect opened the mountain to select disciples, and my mother also came back from outside, so I have to participate." As she spoke, she held the snack and danced her teeth and claws for a while, but she looked more and more cute and cute, "...... Fierce! My mother is the fiercest, and even my father is afraid of her, so I'm leaving tomorrow! ”

"Mother is also for your good"

"Not really, she." When the girl said about her mother, she immediately paused, and her little face was lonely for a while.

"Brother Mask, you say, is life always so painful? Or was it only when I was a kid? ”

"It's always like that, it's just that when you grow up, you've learned to adapt and endure."

The man's big hand slapped the girl on the head.

"Miss, who are you talking to here?"

When the girl's family finally squeezed out of the crowd, they saw the girl standing against the air in the corner.

"Huh?" The girl looked back at the housekeeper and turned her head and said, "This face"

At this time, the girl's front was empty.

"You've had enough tonight, you're leaving tomorrow, it's time to go back! Bring the young lady back! ”

"No, I don't want to, I'm still going to play!"

The two domestic servants forcibly took the girl away, despite her struggles.

Jiang You stood on the eaves under the moon, looked at this scene, smiled, and the sugar gourd in his hand flashed away, "It's almost time, I should go over and take a look!" ”

As soon as he stepped forward, the man drifted toward a remote alley in the middle of the city.

Unlike the noisy streets, the alleys were dark and quiet, and the sound of coughing was constantly heard in the dilapidated houses where a bean of broken lamps were lit.

Every cough seems to cough out the whole lung, followed by a shortness of breath guttural sound like a bellows.

This man is going to die.

He was the candidate Jiang You found in the city.

With Jiang You's divine soul strength at this time, it is not a problem to take away the city lord here, but there are too many causes and effects in this way, and the city lord's longevity is not over, except for being afraid of his wife, there is nothing else, he is a good person, Jiang You naturally will not do this.

Even the person he picked was a bad gambler, alone, stealing chickens and dogs all day long, selling silver to gamble, and many people in this alley were stolen by him.

So at this time, the people in the alley, listening to his dying guttural voice, were silently waiting for him to die.

"Not dead yet?" A woman's voice came from the house next door.

"Shhhh Don't talk! ”

"Shhhh Well? Sun Er, you can bear it, and dare to stare at me! ”

"People are going to die, let him be quiet before leaving."

"What is quiet, he is your hair, not mine, how much did he steal from the house on weekdays? You useless bastard, you don't have a fart, why is my mother blind and marrying a soft egg like you."

"Bang!"

The sound of a bowl slamming came out, "I'll tell you not to talk!" ”

It is also the first time for a woman to see such a fire in her own house, and it is for the broken skin next door, she is used to being spicy on weekdays, where will she scare her if she drops a bowl.

"Okay. Sun Lao Er, you are ambitious, dare to throw a bowl for me, right, you will drop the bowl, okay, see who falls more, I can't live this day! ”

The woman picked up a stoneware bowl and held it high, and was about to fall down when she suddenly found that her man's face, illuminated by the dim candle flame, had burst into tears at some point.

"You're a worthless one." The woman cursed, put the bowl down, and no longer spoke, but squatted on the ground to pick up the debris on the ground.

"Ahem! Cough! Ahem!.ho. Ho."

The sound of a violent cough and a desperate inhale into the lungs sounded again.

A sallow-faced, withered young man was lying on a straw-covered kang on the four walls of his home, his bulging and bloodshot eyes staring at the bean lamp on the edge of the bed.

This oil lamp was brought to him by the old grandson next door, at that time he couldn't get off the field, the old grandson didn't talk to himself, just stood by his bed for a while, the same as when he was a child.

After a scolding came from next door, he left.

Thanks to the oil lamp brought by Lao Sun, when his eyes were so dark that he could no longer see anything, he could still see a faint light in the shadows.

The man's hands were stiff and tight gripping the straw on the kang, and even though the straw had covered his body, he was still so cold.

Cold! The boundless cold, it was a trace of cold that was desperately drilling into it, as if it was cold to the bones. Every bone seemed to be frozen to brittle.

Every time I move, it's like the pain of broken bones, and the pain of drilling into the heart. It's cold, it's cold to the bone. From the fingertips little by little cool to the heart.

After a while, it turned into a sudden and severe pain, but he couldn't move his hands and feet, and the severe pain seemed to crush him and break him, no matter where it hurt.

Every minute, every second is incomparably long. He had never had such pain, he just wanted to die quickly, and if he died, he would be free, and if there was an afterlife, he would rather be a tree, a wild dog, or a bird, than be a human again.

It's so tiring, so hard, so hard!

A night breeze blew, candles flickered, and wisps of green smoke came out.

The lights are out.

The man's mouth was wide open, the last blood on his lips had faded, his tense hand had been loosened, and it was finally no longer cold or painful.

The corners of his eyes were round, leaving a line of tears.

"Alas," an imperceptible sigh rang out from the room.

The stagnant water on the ground of the alley reflected the soft moonlight in the sky, and it was suddenly broken by a foot, the water splashed, and the woman's scolding sounded, "Sun Lao Er, what are you doing on the dog day?" Come back! ”

Sun Er Chong'er didn't hear it, and when he came to the next door, he pushed the door of the broken house and saw that the moonlight was shining on the straw on the kang, and the man's face was full of tears.

He sobbed beside the bed for a while, then closed the man's mouth and put his eyes together with his hands.

Hold the man and sit up, carrying him on his back.

The dead man was always very heavy, and he felt hard to work all the time.

He carried his hair on his back, walked out of the door, and then turned back, took the oil lamp on the edge of the bed, and headed for the cart he had prepared at the mouth of the alley.

As he passed by his door, the woman leaned against the doorframe and looked at the corpse on his back with complicated eyes.

"Sun Er, you stop for me!"

The woman shouted loudly, and Sun Er did stand still.

"I really owe it to your family, this is the paper money I picked up at the back of the line for the funeral of a big family in the city a few days ago, give it to you!"

Sun Er didn't expect his mother-in-law to suddenly stuff a pile of paper money into her hand, and looked at her in a daze.

"Alright, hurry, this is finally the end! In the future, I can finally live a good life, and I don't have to be afraid of thieves anymore! ”

So saying, the woman turned and went into the house.

Sun Er walked towards the cart at the entrance of the alley with difficulty, and when he arrived, he put the hair on the cart, covered it with straw, tied it to the cart with hemp rope on both sides, fixed it, grabbed the handlebar with both hands and lifted it, and pushed it towards the outside of the city.

As soon as I got out of the alley, I entered a sea of laughter, and everywhere I looked, there were smiling faces.

But when Sun Er came out with the cart, everyone around him frowned and looked at him with disgust.

Automatically make way for him to get out of town.

Sun Er pushed the cart to the city gate, and after the officers and soldiers guarding the gate saw him, they inquired, knowing that it was out of the city for a funeral, and fanned his hand in front of him in disgust, as if he wanted to fan away the bad luck, and let Sun Er hurry out from the side gate.

Sun Er's cart walked on the country road in the moonlight, and the celebratory city behind him was getting farther and farther away.

The beautiful summer night fell silent, the cheerful laughter was gone, the brightly lit city was no longer visible behind him, everything was silent, gone, dead.

Sun Er came to the mass grave and pushed the cart to an old grave.

Let go, walk to the grave, and kneel.

"Uncle Li, Mother Li, I sent your son here."

Kowtowed three times, stood up, took out a shovel from the cart, and began to dig next to the old grave.

Sun Er dug very hard, as if he was using this to express the sadness in his heart, but tonight for some reason, whenever his strength was about to run out, a warm current would always flow out of his body, making him no longer so tired all of a sudden.

In this way, a grave pit was quickly dug up.

Sun Er took the hair out of the house, the poor family didn't have a coffin, just roll the straw.

He first put the hair on the edge of the pit, went down to the pit by himself, and then grabbed the hemp rope on both sides with both hands and pulled it into his arms, and lay it down in the pit peacefully.

After climbing up, he took out the paper money given by his mother-in-law, and when he wanted to sprinkle it, he felt that this paper money was too little, so he walked around the mass grave and picked up a few tattered ones.

"Brother Li Zhi, go all the way!"

The paper money was sprinkled into the air, but at this time, there happened to be a gust of night wind, blowing the paper money aside, and the little paper money that was not there fell to the grave.

Sun Er hurriedly ran over and squatted on the ground to pick it up, most of the paper money fell into the dark, and he couldn't find it, and only seven or eight pieces were recovered.

As soon as the paper money is sprinkled, it is sparse.

Sun Er, who watched it, was sad for a while, but he couldn't help it, so he began to fill in the soil and erect a wooden monument.

Sun Er took out a piece of charcoal and a piece of yellow papyrus from his bosom, and there were four words on the paper: Li Zhizhi's tomb.

He looked at the straw paper, painted the cat and the tiger, twisted and crooked on the wooden tablet, and inserted it in the grave.

When everything was done, Sun Er looked at an old tomb and a new tomb, bowed and bowed to each other, and pushed the cart away.

The end of life is a death, and death is not the loss of life, but the exit from time.

Blue Star.

Paper money fell from the sky, and a lonely grave sits in the middle of the wilderness.

The tombstone is engraved with four strong characters: The Tomb of Jiang You!

And in this world, with the departure of Sun Er, there is also paper money falling in the sky.

In the midst of a large amount of paper money, a long sword flew down and was inserted directly in front of the grave.

"Bang!"

A green tendon burst out, and a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the grave, and then a man came out of the grave.

Jiang You felt this broken body of himself, and sure enough, a malice that made him stab in his back finally disappeared.

The powerful divine soul entering such a weak body was like stuffing a divine dragon into a palm-sized box.

Jiang You felt that every time he moved, he might directly tear this flesh apart, and he now felt that this flesh was a porcelain full of cracks, and if he didn't pay attention to it, it would shatter. It must be handled with care, and the power of the divine soul must be handled in a meticulous manner.

After he crawled out of the grave, his spirit moved slightly, and the soil that had been turned out was filled back by him.

But with such a simple operation, he had a nosebleed from his nose, a splitting headache, and a feeling like he was about to explode.

Jiang You wiped his hand casually, didn't care, but looked at the wooden tablet, shook his head with a smile, and the victory over evil flew up, re-engraved it on the wooden tablet, and corrected the typo.

Immediately bowed to the old grave, no matter what, he also took the body of someone's son, and made a salute, so that he could have an explanation.

Jiang You got up, and the victory flew directly to his feet, and when he was about to gallop, he was hurriedly pressed down by Jiang You.

"The speed is the slowest to the slowest level, and now this body can't withstand your speed!"

After Jiang You borrowed the corpse, the power of the divine soul was too strong and caused great damage to the physical body, so it could not be used easily, but fortunately, the victory over the evil and his own mind were connected, and he could protect the master by himself without the urging of the divine soul.

"Now the first thing to do is to quickly cultivate this physical body, otherwise it will be too cumbersome, the cultivation path of this realm seems to be different from that of Blue Star, just take this opportunity to try it from scratch and see what the situation is!"

Jiang You thought in his mind, one person and one sword just like this, flying into the air, slowly and leisurely towards the city.

(End of chapter)