After a while, the sound of blowing approached, and a long funeral procession passed along the road, but there was hardly any crying. Li Bochen knew that he probably guessed correctly - either no one cried, or cried particularly sadly, both of which were unusual.

If the old man can't survive the winter and dies, the family should be prepared in their hearts. He had lived in this village for nine years, and knew that these people were living a very hard life, and many people felt relieved and peaceful when such an old man went.

The current situation only shows that the families are also feeling fearful and uneasy. The custom here is to be buried after seven days, and I don't know if the yin spirit has been hooked away. Li Bochen held his breath and condensed, his spirit body was out of his body, and he came closer to see.

Not yet. The three families went out of the funeral, and a yin spirit was followed by the first thin coffin. Most of the yin spirits remained the same as before they died, and when Li Bochen looked at him, he found that the seven orifices were bleeding, and he was really killed.

I went to see the other two, and they died exactly the same. In fact, he recognized all three of them - an old man, he used to call him Grandpa Xu. The other two, one is a man in his fifties, he calls him Uncle Xu, and the other is a woman in his forties, he calls her Aunt Zheng. The two surnamed Xu are father and son.

He remembered that when Chang Tingwei moved to settle down, he bought a house in the east of the village. The house originally belonged to a wealthy family in the village, but the only son made a general judgment in Fucheng, and the family moved there. The house was a little far away from the other houses in the village, and there were only two families closest to it - the father and son of the Xu family, the "Uncle Xu" was a bachelor, and Aunt Zheng, who was a widow.

These two families have a lot of help to Chang Tingwei, she made money like flowing water at that time, and the relationship between the three families was very good, and she knew more things. Li Bochen thought that someone should have come to ask these three people what was going on, and then silenced.

He returned to his body and woke up, watched the group go away, and then led his horse through the pear grove to the bottom of a slope. There is lush vegetation at the bottom of the slope and there is a shallow stream. An old willow tree lies across the stream, like a small bridge. He used to like to come here in the summer.

He tied the horse to the willow tree, found a grass nest and lay down, and the yin spirit was separated from his body again.

It's hard to ask anything from the mouths of the living, but there should be mountain kings and earth masters here, and he wants to ask them.

After leaving Zhangcheng, he put Xu Cheng on trial, but no result came out. I thought that Xu Cheng's healing of Sui Ziang with the flesh and blood of demon beasts would involve a lot of secrets, but in the end, I knew that the use of demon beast flesh and blood was not unusual—at least among the high-level leaders of the Six Kingdoms.

It is said that some nobles have more or less used the flesh and blood of demon beasts to prolong their lives, and it has become a specialized knowledge. He didn't know what to say, but he got something else from him.

For example, now that his yin spirit is separated from his body, he has begun to wait and see the feng shui and earth. According to Xu Cheng, since the spirit master has obtained the luck of the secret spirit, he will also be able to perceive the fortune of the mountains and rivers in the world. Ordinary monks, on the other hand, want to do this, they can only attain the spiritual illumination realm, and they can only perceive the climate, but cannot perceive the subtleties.

But since the spirit lord exercises the power of the secret spirit in the living world, he is also added by the luck of the secret spirit, and when he does these things, he is similar to the genus of the mountain king, the earth master, and the water master. No wonder he could see the luck of the mountain monarch let out by Zhang Shanjun on Zhangshan Mountain.

He picked up the trick he had tried from Xu Cheng, and let his mind spread out to "see" as if he were in Zhangshan. After a while, I saw the "qi" spreading out from everywhere like wisps of mist.

The largest one comes from the village, and it should be born from the life and reproduction of the people in the village. Others come from the fields, streams, and plants. There seemed to be something slightly stronger farther away, which he guessed had come from farther villages and towns.

Instead of reaching the mountains, these fortunes converged on a small mound to the northwest. Looking at it this way, the living spirit god who governs this place is not the mountain king, but the earth master.

Li Bochen breathed a sigh of relief, because according to Xu Cheng's words, among the three kinds of living spirit gods, Shanjun, Shuibo, and Earth Master, the Earth Master was the best to deal with. For example, most of the luck of the mountain monarchs comes from the birds, beasts, plants and trees in the mountains, which makes them paranoid and weird, and they are not very human-like.

But this place is mostly plains, and the mountains are not mountains, but at most they are hills, and there are not many creatures in Tibet, but most of the luck comes from people. In this way, the temperament of the earth master is also more like a person, if he was really a person before he was entitled, not a demon cultivator, then it would be more like.

His heart moved, and he immediately floated forward, without calling out the Yin soldiers. He had refined Xu Cheng before, and now he has twenty Yin soldiers under his command, refining Xu Cheng into a dragon and tiger realm, and the remaining nineteen are only the Spirit Enlightenment Realm. He didn't go here to provoke, and although he brought them with him with great momentum, it inevitably made the local master here vigilant. The Spirit Lord is not a very popular character, so it is better to go to the meeting alone.

The mound was between two large fields, with a path ahead of it and a peach grove beside it. It's not high, and even a five or six-year-old child can easily run up. But as it got closer to the mound, it became taller and taller, and when it was almost on the road, it looked like a majestic mountain.

There was nothing in front of the original mound, but gradually there were two rows of black shadows slowly getting bigger, and when Li Bochen stood on the road, he found that there were actually two rows of knights - there were six people in each row, all wearing heavy armor, riding big horses, holding a Ge in their hands, and glaring angrily.

It's just that these twelve knights don't look like people. The flesh and skin on his face are withered, and there are only two holes left in his nose. The eyeballs are also cloudy and miserable white, and without eyelids, they look extremely terrifying.

But Li Bochen has seen too many dead people, and this kind of formation can't frighten him. Then he said in a deep voice: "The earth master can come to visit Li Bochen!"

Hearing him speak, the twelve knights shook their bodies, their armor rattled, and their eyes began to roll. But he remained in place, as if he had been frozen by something. Li Bochen dealt with the earth master for the first time, and he didn't know if it was supposed to be like this, so he said again: "Does the earth master know that people died in the nearby villages? It wasn't killed by ordinary bandits, but by cultivators—since the earth master was guarding one side, should he turn a deaf ear when something like this happened under his jurisdiction?"

But when he had said this, no one answered him.

If it was in normal times, Li Bochen would have retreated. But today he had to ask about something, and he had the anger in his heart that was forcibly suppressed, so he took two steps forward, wanting to say, "If you don't answer again, don't blame Li for being rude."

But even if he wanted to be "rude", he didn't know how to be rude. Although the majestic mountain in front of me looks like a cave, it is clearly just an illusion.

But at this time, I finally heard an old man's voice: "Walking along the road, more than 600 steps, there is a big tomb, which is full of treasures!"