Yu Wuxian concluded that he would not live for more than three days, and his hunch was really accurate.

At dawn on the third day, just as the first rays of sunlight were reflected on the Soul Burial Temple through the lush trees, he vomited blood and died.

In accordance with Youwu's will, his body was not placed in the Soul Burial Tower, but placed in an open space in front of the Soul Burial Temple.

The Aaron Spell makes a very strange sound to summon a python. After a while, the giant python came out of the forest with a fishy wind. It crawled up to the corpse, opened its mouth, and swallowed first its head, then its chest......

Chu Wolf and the monks watched the corpse gradually disappear into the mouth of the giant python, and everyone had mixed feelings in their hearts. Very few people die like Youwuwu, who disappear cleanly, and not even a single tooth is left.

The python swallowed, its belly bulging, and then it returned to the forest.

All the monks also looked at Chu Wolf, now Chu Wolf is the first seat, and they are waiting for Chu Wolf's orders.

They were also all eager to open the Soul Burial Knife Vault and leave the temple.

Chu Wolf said: "Now open the Soul Burial Knife Vault with me!"

The monks let out a sound of excitement when they heard this.

Chu Wolf led the monks to a stone room. A large iron lock hangs from the stone chamber. The iron door is engraved with the image of a knife. This is the Soul Burial Knife Vault.

Although the monks of the Burial Soul Temple all practiced the Hidden Dragon Sutra, they all had their own weapons.

These weapons have been sealed in the knife storehouse. Except for necessary repairs, the magazine is rarely opened. If the knife depot is opened to issue the Soul Burial Knife, it means that the Soul Burial Monks will officially step into the rivers and lakes and be involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, the meaning of the Soul Burial Knife to the monks is not only a knife, but also a pass out of the temple, or a kind of faith.

Yu Wuhua took out the key to the knife garage and handed it to Chu Wolf, who personally opened the iron lock and pushed the heavy iron door open.

Chu Wolf entered first, and the monks of Youwuhua then entered the room.

In the stone room, there are rows of knife holders on the left and right.

On each row of knife holders, fifty knives are neatly arranged. A hundred in total. Because the number of people in the Soul Burial Temple has never exceeded a hundred, a hundred knives are enough.

All the knives are as black and shiny as ink, and there is an evil dragon engraved on the blade. The blade is a bright red, like blood.

Each knife is roughly the same size, but the weight is different.

Each knife in the Burial Soul Temple was made by a famous knife casting master a hundred years ago. Although it is not a rare divine weapon, it is also stronger than ordinary weapons.

Chu Wolf said: "Each person takes a knife, and whoever takes the knife waits outside." ”

The monks were in good order, and everyone looked solemn and chose the right knife from the knife holder. Some prefer heavier knives, while others prefer lighter knives.

Each knife is also wrapped with a back knife.

There is also a separate knife holder in the center.

The shelves were covered with black cloth.

Chu Wolf walked to the knife holder and lifted the cloth. There is also a knife on the knife holder, and the carved pattern on the blade is a dark red hell dragon. The faucet and the shank are cleverly combined in one place. This knife was specially made for the first seat of the Soul Burial Temple. The materials used are also different. Harder and sharper.

Chu Wolf pulled out his dew drinking knife.

This knife was prepared by Old Man Shi Yu for the little master of the Blood Alliance, and he was not. He is now the head of the Soul Burial Temple, and this Soul Burial Knife is what he should use.

Chu Wolf threw the Dew Drinking Knife to Hui Po next to him.

"Put it away, I'll give it back to them later. ”

"Yes!"

Hui Po put away the dew knife.

Chu Wolf took off the Soul Burial Knife, which symbolized the first seat, and inserted it behind his back.

The monks selected the knives and went out of the knife store.

Chu Wolf was the last to come out.

After he came out, the monks had formed two teams in front of the sword storehouse, each with a soul burial knife stuck in their backs, and everyone's eyes were full of excitement.

Chu Wolf said to the monks: "Now go back and clean up, and in half an hour, we will leave the temple!"

The monks went back to the house to clean up with excitement.

Chu Wolf also locked the door of the knife storehouse, and handed the key to the eldest monk, who ordered the two eldest soul burial monks to stay and guard the temple.

After everything was cleaned up, Chu Wolf led the monks out of the sinkhole.

The Aaron Spell also summoned his python. The python coiled around the body of the Aaron mantra like a giant pillar. The big ugly head of the python rests on the shoulders of the Aaron Mantra, just as the Aaron Mantra has two heads.

Now this giant python gives the monks a different kind of intimacy and a sense of heaviness. They believe that Yu Wuxian has merged with this giant python.

So you have no grievances with them forever.

The crowd came out of the sinkhole, and the wind rose. Soon, the raindrops also "crackled" and fell, and the rain slowly became heavier and heavier.

The heavens and the earth became hazy.

In the wind and rain, Chu Wolf walked to the front, and behind him was a soul burial monk full of evil energy.

The rain slapped on their bald heads, and the green light shone brighter and brighter, like the cold light of a weapon.

Chu Wolf suddenly sang loudly.

He sang "Soul Burial Song"

So all the monks sang along. The voices of dozens of people gathered pierced through the wind and rain and spread into the distance.

There is nowhere to put the soul, and there is no hometown in the world.

There is no love, no hate, no concern, only the blood will be dark and the moonlight.

There is nowhere to bury the soul, and I am left to sing sad songs.

Since then, there is no end in my heart, and the place I have stepped on is the battlefield.

......

Yucheng is the closest city to the Burial Soul Temple, with more than 10,000 residents. Usually, some daily necessities in the Soul Temple are purchased from this Yucheng.

At this moment, the wind and rain have enveloped the city, and the people of the city are also nested in their homes, and there are few pedestrians on the streets.

There is a silk shop in the west of the city, which is the largest cloth shop in Yucheng, dealing in a variety of fabrics.

The shopkeeper sat in the door with a bowl of tea, and he seemed a little upset because there was no business. The two guys stood in front of the window, staring at the rain outside the window in a daze.

At this moment, three bald people appeared at the door.

The leader is the Chu wolf.

The other two bald people are Gloomy and Snowy.

The evil qi on the three of them entered with the wind and rain and slapped on the shopkeeper at the door, making the shopkeeper shudder.

The shopkeeper saw that these three bald people were not good people, so he quickly got up and said, "Please ...... among the three distinguished guests."

The three of Chu Wolf walked into the cloth shop.

The shopkeeper carefully introduced the fabric to Chu Wolf.

Chu Wolf picked up a piece of cloth, which was black, bright and smooth.

Chu Wolf stroked the cloth.

"And he made thirty-seven robes out of this cloth. Right cuff, tattooed skull pattern, left chest, embroidered wolf head pattern. Embroider it for me. Chu Wolf took out the pattern that had been drawn a long time ago and put it on the counter. "Also, make thirty-seven hats. The cloth of the hat should also be black, preferably rainproof. Thirty-seven more pairs of boots. Thirty-seven belts ......"

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Guest officer, our store only sells cloth ......."

Before he could speak, Chu Wolf took out two silver tickets and slapped them on the counter, which was two hundred taels.

Chu Wolf said: "Do it well in one day, I know you have a way." ”

Chu Wolf said and turned around and walked towards the door.

Xue Biao said coldly to the shopkeeper: "Do as our master says." If you can't do it in one day, I'll take your head!"

Then Xue Biao also went out of the store, and the figures of the three disappeared into the rain and fog.

The shopkeeper's urgent voice came from the store: "Quick, quickly invite all the tailors in the city, as well as those embroiderers, and the master who makes the hats......"