Yu Qingyao cheered up, turned over and prepared to continue smashing the coffin board.

Someone outside shouted: "Quickly bring the hemp rope, tie up the coffin, carry it outside the village and burn it." ”

When Yu Qingyao heard this, she was so angry that she was going to die. He's meowing, this is buried alive and cremated? This girl is not dead yet!

Several big men rushed in with hemp ropes in their hands, and really tied the coffin to death.

Then they lifted the coffin and walked out.

Yu Qingyao was very panicked, hit the coffin board with a bamboo pillow, and shouted in a mosquito-like voice: "Don't, I'm not dead, don't burn me!"

However, there was a commotion outside, and no one heard her shout.

The more she knocked, the more afraid the person carrying the coffin became, and the faster she ran.

She saw through the small hole that had been smashed out that there were many people outside, all looking at the coffin with panicked expressions.

A group of young men with dung forks and hoes, like the Chinese New Year, happily ran after the coffin, and kept shouting: "Burn it!"

Yu Qingyao burst into tears and held the grass! This is really going to burn me! Is there any heavenly reason?

After a while, Yu Qingyao saw that she had left the village and arrived at the open space outside the entrance of the village, which used to be a place to dry wheat, but now there was a pile of firewood there.

An old man on the side shouted: "Hurry up, every house must produce some firewood, and no knocking on the door!"

Through the small hole, she saw many children coming with firewood, and they threw it to the side of the pyre, and they giggled and watched the excitement on the side.

A few strong men, who were very serious about stacking firewood there, seemed to be about to fold a neat table. Then the coffin was carried up and burned.

The man next to the pyre is discussing how to stack it, the fire is burning strongly, how high and how big it should be, after all, they have never done this kind of thing, how can they do it without discussion?

On the side of the coffin, there were several young people calling for someone to carry a large bench to tiptoe.

Li Xianrong, the patriarch and village head, appeared majestically.

An old man flattered and said, "Chief, you see, everyone has come to help." ”

Li Xianrong nodded calmly.

An aunt asked uneasily, "Patriarch, can this really work?"

The patriarch coughed majestically and said, "Zombies, one is afraid of the sun, and the other is afraid of fire. Now it is noon, when the sun is the strongest, the yang energy is the strongest, and with the fire, it is guaranteed that this evil thing can turn into ashes, and it can no longer harm people!"

The people on the side immediately patted their asses and praised the patriarch for being well-informed.

The old patriarch smiled reservedly, and his face was like a half-opened chrysanthemum.

Yu Qingyao was angry when she heard this, watching these people discuss how to burn herself, and she was very serious and excited to make preparations. I can't do anything by myself, and I can't think of a way to save myself, which is really uncomfortable.

At this time, she also understood that the idea of burning her was the old patriarch.

Yu Qingyao couldn't help but secretly say: Dead old man, dare to harm me, I curse you for not dying well! You are a zombie, your whole family is a zombie!

As soon as she thought about it, she suddenly felt as if something in her body had been emptied.

turned out to be weak, but now there was only one breath left, and she didn't even have the strength to pat the coffin board.

Yu Qingyao let out a desperate cry in her heart: Don't! Don't drop the chain at such a critical time!

However, she felt tired from panting.

At this moment, a strange screen appeared in her mind.

Yu Qingyao (Terran)

Class: Curser

Curse Points: 0/10

Skill: None

Yu Qingyao was overjoyed in her heart, and then a black line appeared on her face. Damn, is it useful to give me this system now?

Do you dare to give me a golden finger that I can escape?

She silently recited a few words of the system in her mind, but did not respond.

Those croppers folded a wooden platform one meter high, one meter wide, and eight meters long with their hands and feet.

Several young men, shouting trumpets, stepped on the bench and lifted the coffin and lowered it on the wooden platform.

The patriarch coughed and said, "In order to burn faster and make the fire bigger, each family contributes a spoonful of tung oil." ”

Some people are willing to whisper, "There is so much firewood, there is no need to waste oil." ”

The patriarch sneered: "If it is not burned clean, evil spirits are at work, and your family is killed, don't cry!"

The villagers were immediately frightened and reluctantly went home to get oil.

The patriarch shouted: "Hurry up, you must burn it at noon." ”

The villagers then ran home to get oil.

Yu Qingyao sighed, leaned on, and leaned into the small hole to look out greedily.

Look at the blue sky, the white clouds, the green grass, and the green trees.

It's hard to cross through, and there is a system, which is special, who knows that he will be burned to death on the first day.

I don't even see what the world is like.

What a tragedy!

Wang Yijie, the master of Feiyun Temple, the emperor of Baishan Prefecture. He was almost old, but he looked like a young man in his thirties, with a high crown of feathers, three strands of beard fluttering in the wind, and riding on a white horse like a fairy in a painting.

He was followed by a young man in green clothes riding a white horse, with a sword hanging from his waist and a blue turban on his head.

The young man's facial features are beautiful, and he has a bookish air all over his body, but he does not give people a feeling of weakness. His eyes are sharp and smart, and his pursed lips are stubborn and stubborn.

His expression was slightly sad.

The young man is Li Huaide, who is shrewd by nature, knows everything he knows, and draws inferences from one example, Wang Yijie said that he was born with a seed of cultivation.

Li Huaide said respectfully: "Master, the front is my house." ”

Wang Daochang nodded with a smile and said, "If you book a family affair for the teacher, you can cultivate with peace of mind." ”

Li Huaide said tangledly: "Thank you, Master!"

He didn't want to quit his family, but his parents wanted to quit, and the master wanted him to quit, he was a filial child, and he really couldn't stand it.

He secretly pondered to himself, take the time to go to Yu's house tonight, send some money to Sister Qingyao, and make an agreement with her to let her wait. When he got married in the city, he took her there. or as a maid, or as a concubine, she can't be left alone.

Wang Daochang was also thinking in his heart. Foolish disciples have stupid blessings, and they actually set a woman born when the lunar year is cloudy and the sun is cloudy as his wife, this kind of woman is born with a good furnace, if she can practice, it is a peerless good furnace. If he hadn't let himself calculate whether the eight characters were compatible or not, so that he could go back and coax his parents to agree, I wouldn't have known that he had this blessing.

Now, of course, I'm blessed. It's not a loss to be a fool, marry the daughter of a prince, and never worry about food and clothing, and he will thank me.

Well, after a while, I will find an excuse, and I will say that I will give alms to the girl, and when we meet, I will take her as an apprentice and bring her back to my own house to raise.

If it weren't for this idea, how could Wang Daochang be so enthusiastic about being a matchmaker for his apprentices, introducing good family affairs, and so enthusiastic to come to the countryside to preside over the engagement.

Feiyun Guan is in charge of the ground of a state, and as a viewer, he has a lot to do.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the two saw a large group of people gathered here, with a wooden platform in the middle and a thin coffin on the platform.

Wang Dao was surprised and said, "What are you doing in your village?"

Li Huaide was also surprised, and when he saw the patriarch in the crowd, he hurriedly shouted: "Patriarch Grandpa, what are you doing here? Who died in the village?"