Wuluhun and the others were all eyebrows and fists, their hearts and livers trembled, and they heard Zhong Sanku's bitterness word by word, painting the tragic situation of Sui Chengfeng's head shell shattered.

"Broken ...... Broken heads... The root of Wulu's old tongue swelled, and Song Yougu changed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Zhong Sanku didn't check the faces of the three of them carefully, raised his neck and drank half of the residual wine in his palm, then rubbed his head against his cuffs, and snorted coldly: "When the second day dawns, the people of the city wake up and see the corpse, which one is not endless, shrug his eyes and purse his lips, and spit out the overnight soup?" After a pause, he laughed to himself: " The man's face was crushed so that his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not eyes, his teeth were broken like broken clam shells, his eyes were twice as large as usual, and they were clay with ash and blood, and they rolled down to the ground half a foot away from the corpse, and his shell was broken into pieces, and his brain was like a foul goat's milk that had been stored for many days, mixed with blood foam, and ran down his hair......

When Wulu heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore, his stomach and intestines contracted, and he walked out of the door, hugged the doorpost, and with a whoop, he spit out all the good wine and wine that Fang had drunk. Even so, its viscera was still slightly burning, as if a hand was carrying the stomach pouch inside, gently pulling and hanging upside down, until the bile was also empty from the body.

Wulu Lao rubbed his hand with one hand, freed up one hand to point at Zhong Sanku, slowly smoothed his breath twice, his pale face got some normal color, Fang gasped softly: "Don't mention that death again!"

Zhong San tugged at the corners of his lips and waved his hand in response: "Don't mention it, don't mention it." ”

Wulu Hun opened his eyes slightly, and Chong Zhongsan asked bitterly: "Your Excellency just said that someone sent a message to the people of Guannei?"

"When the people of the city woke up, they said that they had seen a dwarf, and his appearance was very strange and ugly, so he raised his voice and shook off a sentence," Zhong San paused again, looked around, and answered in a deep voice, "Sui Chengfeng only said one sentence before he died......

"Without my worms, the birds in the pond will starve to death. ”

The Wulu brothers and Song Yougu heard the sound and looked at each other. A moment later, Song Yougu saw Zhong San struggling with his legs, his shoulders swaying, and he gathered a few empty wine jars and went to the back hall. Song Yougu opened the fan, covered his mouth, turned his eyes back and forth twice, stepped forward and said lightly to Wuluhun: "Brother Lu, have you heard that the head of Sui has a habit of enjoying the birds?"

Wulu shook his eyebrows slowly, turned his head and neck less, and changed his eyes with Wulu Lao, "According to the compassionate temperament of the head of Sui, he knows that the birds are happy in Lin Zele, and he is sad when he leaves the group. ”

"That snow-capped mountain is not a place where birds sing and flowers are fragrant. The old man of Wulu sighed, swallowed some more wine, leveled the square before vomiting the evil spirit, raised his palm and smoothed his chest, and continued: "Besides, raising birds and returning to cages, where can you keep birds in the pond?" Is it possible that the old man of Sui raised not thrushes, but white-headed mandarin ducks?"

Before the words fell, Wulu Lao looked at Song Yougu, leaned his chin forward, and said with a smile: "If it is deduced according to this, maybe the old man of Sui does not raise birds, and the golden house hides Jiao." ”

Wuluhun listened to his brother eating and chuckling, thinking of the various benefits that Sui Chengfeng treated himself before his death, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart. pursed his lips, threw a palm-sized jar of wine in his hand over, and ordered in a deep voice: "The dead are the greatest." ”

Seeing this, Song Yougu also laughed coldly, adding oil and sauce, "That's it." The little prince still thinks that everyone is like you, and every day you will have to embrace beauty and beauty, steal incense and steal jade?"

"Yes, yes. Wulu Lao shook his head, and said directly to Wulu Hun Shi: "Brother, Luan Luan knows that he is wrong. ”

Wuluhun didn't look at him, just raised his palm and waved his hand, thinking for a moment, Fang hesitated: "It seems that you and I still have to go to the snow mountain to get to the bottom of the world." Maybe when you get there, you can get some clues and solve the dumb riddle of the head of Sui. ”

"Let's go now?"

Wulu Hun shook his eyebrows, glanced at Song Yougu with his side cheeks, and saw Zhong San stumbling back from the back hall.

"Can I ask again, where are the bones of the head of Sui?"

Zhong San was stunned and cocked his fingers, "It's in the dragon's nest outside the city." Go out of the city gate to the west, go straight and go straight to about a stick of incense. After a pause, Zhong Sanku leaned over, lightly helped Ding Menghuang, who was still in a dream, and raised his eyebrows to fix his eyes, "You wait......"

"I want to go and bow down and mourn. ”

Zhong San couldn't stop his head in bitterness, and it was difficult to say more, one arm around Ding Menghuang's shoulder, and he arched his hand to the three people in front of him.

"You go first by the six teeth, and I will ...... after the green lion."

When the Wulu brothers and Song Yougu heard the voice, they both looked back, and saw that Ding Menghuang's eyes were not opened, his lips and tongue moved slightly, and he was babbling a drunken sentence. The three of them looked at each other, didn't say much, hugged their fists back and forth, put their feet and went to the dragon's nest.

After doing the tea kung fu, Wulu Lao Fang sneered lightly, "That Ding Menghuang is really not idle, in his sleep, his breath is still big!"

Wulu Hun and Song Yougu didn't want him, the wind was under his feet, and he hurried to the suburbs. This rush all the way made Wulu out of breath and couldn't get into the lower breath, his eyes were open, and his lips were white and his cheeks were red.

"Brother...... Brother ...... "Wulu Lao crossed his waist with his hands, leaned up on his neck, and stayed for half a moment, and then his breath was smooth.

"This place, in broad daylight, is also a little eerie. ”

Wulu didn't pay attention to the old five deers, looked around, saw that there was no one around, there was a trough at present, surrounded by mountains on both sides. The forest is full of forests, the green smoke is swinging, and the scenery is needless to say; but in the valley, three or two low soil are wrapped and piled up, and the paper money is swept by the wind and swirls and flies low, and there are still some white bones that are buried shallowly, and the bone tips are provoked, and they are fierce and not to be looked at, like the fangs of fierce beasts.

Song Yougu covered his nose with a folding fan and said lightly: "It seems that this dragon's nest is a mass grave." As soon as he spoke, he walked slowly a few steps, and looked carefully at the monuments, stone or wood, that stood in front of the graves in front of him.

"The tomb of my father, Chen Aer. The son wept and stood up. ”

"The Tomb of the Five Pillars of Children. Father's Blood Book. ”

"The tomb of Uncle Wang in the Year of the Turtle. Virtuous grandsons kneel. ”

......

"Brother Lu, take a look, there is a grave for that cat here. Song Yougu turned around a little and raised his hand to point, "The tomb of the peach blossom of the raccoon dog." If you can return to my home, the stream fish will be bought from the court, and the spring wine will be drunk every night. ”

"Also, there is a tomb built for horses in this place, which reads 'The Divine Horse Wanders, Though Dead He Is Still Alive'. ”

The three of them couldn't stop shaking their eyebrows, breaking steps inward, and finally found a piece of new soil, in which the tomb bag was low, and a wooden plaque was erected in front, no more than two feet long, no more than half an inch thick, a few strokes, only the name and surname of the book: Sui Chengfeng.

Wulu stared at the monument blankly, his face became more and more ugly, and he secretly sighed in his heart: I never thought that the head of the dignified faction, the hero of the Buddha's mouth and Buddha's heart, is all compassion and convenience as the door;

Wulu Lao and Song Yougu saw Wulu's solemn expression, standing and staring, and they were understanding.

Song Yougu coughed lightly twice, and said in a deep voice: "The sea of bitterness is vast, and the red dust is disturbing. Although the head of Sui died unjustly, he can be regarded as returning to bliss early and getting rid of the sea of suffering forever. ”

When the old Wulu heard this, he snorted coldly, poked his tongue at Song Yougu and made a grimace, and then stepped forward, flicked Wulu's wide sleeves, and said in a low voice: "Brother, didn't you say that you came here to worship?

Wulu Hun came back to his senses, rushed to the tombstone of Sui Chengfeng in front of him to make a big salute, and then slowly took off his robe, put a lid on the wooden tablet, and pointed softly: "If you can't find out the things about the pagan religion clearly, and understand the causes and consequences, even if you pile up gold and silver mountains here, I'm afraid that the head of Sui will die blindly, and you and I will still be sour." ”

Before the words fell, Wuluhun had already picked up a thick branch to the side, and with a flick of his sleeve, the branch was inserted into the mud at one end.

"Brother!" Wulu Lao secretly swallowed his saliva, and said with a tentative smile: "Don't say it, I'm here to dig a grave!"

Without waiting for Wuluhun to respond, Song Yougu had already covered his mouth with one hand and smiled with one hand, and copied the guy with the other, standing by the grave, and responded: "The dead are the greatest." Little prince, you have more respect. Conceal treacherous labor and excavate, break the party and be suspicious. Are we digging graves? Obviously, we are discovering the truth and punishing the evil and eliminating the evil!"

Wulu Lao laughed dryly, raised his palms, but retreated to the side, "I have to make room for Brother Song to show your breeze." On the side, he rushed to Song Yougu and bowed his mouth.

Seeing this, Song Yougu was disdainful, buried his head and said in a low voice: "It's a fool." ”

"This king has some 'not afraid of means' and 'acting against the enemy', and if he encounters tigers and wolves, he will be powerful. Wulu Lao crossed his arms in front of him, glanced at Wulu Hun secretly, and then shrank back two feet, "It's just that those brave and wise, this king can't be used on the corpse, not to mention that this is still the corpse of the old man with the Buddha's mouth and Buddha heart." ”

Wulu couldn't see the two of them bickering, and at this time he didn't care about it, and he focused on his wrist, so that the thick branch raked out a thick piece of mud.

Seeing this, Song Yougu smiled contemptuously at Wulu Lao with his side cheeks, and immediately went to Wulu's side and worked together.

Three quarters later.

Wulu Lao smelled a little inexplicable stench, and when he looked at it, he saw that Wulu Hun and Song Yougu had jumped into the tomb one after the other, and their knees were on the same level as the soil.

Although Wulu was afraid, he was also curious, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stepped forward. When I arrived at the grave, my neck was lowered, and I saw Sui Chengfeng's corpse covering the sky again - the clothes were still there, and the skull was damaged. The bones are slightly exposed, but the flesh has not yet been fully digested.

Wulu didn't look at it, his legs were already unstable, he ran back a few steps, and retched again.

Song Yougu pursed his lips, his nose twitched, and he sighed softly: "Ding Menghuang, they didn't even buy a thin coffin for Old Man Sui!

Wulu didn't care, and responded in a deep voice: "When you enter the soil, you are safe." And if you look at the words and deeds of the shopkeeper Ding, I am afraid that when he drives away by himself in the future, he will just wrap it in wine lees. Those who don't care about the worldly etiquette, you don't have to force too much. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wulu Hun threw a big blow at the corpse again, and then reached out and stepped forward, lightly took the clothes on the corpse, and carefully distinguished: the skin and flesh of Sui Chengfeng's corpse had been seen to be blue and black, and the large and small wounds on it were vaguely distinguishable; because the mortuary had been dormant for more than a day, the skin of the corpse began to rot, but because it was buried in the soil, the maggots were less exposed than those exposed, so the damage was not too serious. Look at the skull of the corpse again, it is indeed collapsed, and there are a few pieces of white bone attached to the scalp and hair, and it is lonely to the side. The smell was particularly unpleasant due to the pus and blood in the cerebral plasma in the skull, and the abdomen of the corpse had also been concave, so I was afraid that it would start to rot from the inside out. In this way, it adds to the fishy smell.

Song Yougu's stomach and intestines secretly contracted twice, swallowed hard, leaned down, and said lightly: "Brother Lu, do you want to check if there is a carved green on the head of Sui?"

Wulu Hun carefully looked at the skin of the corpse, and said while looking at it: "The girl once said that there are many people in pagan religions who have dark faces, and the stab is the doctrine of the Great Joy Palace......"

"I said brother," Wulu Lao slowly took two steps closer, and fled to see the situation in the tomb, but raised his voice to cut off Wuluhun's speech, "If it is a black face, it is a tattoo on the face." Is there a carved blue on the face of the head of Sui, isn't it easy to know by eye-catching?"

"Then do you remember, the Wenren girl also mentioned it, saying that in the pagan religion, the elders and Dharma protectors all wear masks to hide their true faces. Wu Luhun used his strength with both hands, turned the corpse over lightly, and then continued: "Are they like this, are they afraid of being seen by someone? If they all cover up their identities, will they not necessarily know each other by protecting the Fa? ”

After a pause, Wulu Hun said lightly: "If the guess is right, a person with such a prominent position as the Dharma Protector Elder should not be carved on his face, however, the pagan religion is strict, and those who enter the sect should always leave some unique marks." ”

When Song Yougu heard this, although he couldn't stop his head, he repeatedly examined Sui Chengfeng's corpse for a long time, and then replied stupidly: "Brother Lu's guess is reasonable, but," Song Yougu pointed to the corpse, and said in a sad voice: "It seems that there is no strange mark on the head of Sui now!"

Wuluhun shook his eyebrows, and looked at the corpse many times, even behind the ears, under the armpits, genitals, and on the soles of the feet, but he still found nothing, and his face was also slightly discouraged, "No, indeed not." ”

"In this way, is the speculation of the head of Sui that he is a pagan sect?" Wulu Lao shook his palm and fanned the wind, took a long breath, and then held his breath again.

"Even if the head of Sui has not entered a pagan religion, I am afraid that he will always know some secrets in the shadows. Song Yougu picked up the folding fan with one hand, turned it around twice in mid-air, opened the fan with a click, and when his wrist shook shallowly, his body was already light and lifted out of the grave.

"And I don't know what kind of god bird and fairy bird the head of Sui raised. ”

Wuluhun snorted lightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yougu for a moment, then opened his lips and whispered to himself: "Broken head and body...... What does it mean to punish or to retaliate, to demonstrate, or to sacrifice?"

Wulu Lao Si and Boshan Chaoyun Pavilion tragic situation, and then look at the end of Sui Chengfeng now, his heart is even more shocked, seeing that the grave digging and autopsy is fruitless, he brushed his sleeves and walked to the east of Longziwo. After walking a few steps quickly, he looked back gloomily, and saw Wulu Hun and Song Yougu bowing together, and then joined forces to fill in the grave.

Wulu Lao was inexplicable, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "The body is covered with wadding, and the tongue is enduring." You can't climb people alive, and you can't see people when you're dead. It doesn't matter if you are arrogant or go with the flow, these sentient beings, can't they all get rid of such a 'living death' and 'living death' life?"