Chapter 362: Reversing Life and Death (2)

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"Alas, three days are coming, tell the living, hurry up and prepare the coffin and the aftermath for the dead!"

Feng Bo stared at the scarlet eyes, waved his hand to Da Niu Dad tiredly, and then turned around as if he had lost his soul, walked into the house tremblingly, and closed the door with a bang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On this day, Feng Bo never came out again.

On this day, in the small village, there was a cry of intermittent sounds, people cut down trees to make coffins, weave linen cloth, prepare filial piety clothes, and the whole village was enveloped in a great sadness.

However, only the head of the village, Seven Killings, was still sitting quietly under the hollow plane tree, not eating or drinking, and it had been three days and three nights.

For the past three days, the fox spirit would take a look in front of the room where Goku lived every day, and each time he would stand in a daze for a long time, and then leave silently.

It can be seen that she is also worried, and it is difficult to sleep and eat!

Those villagers have been with her for a long time, how can they not worry and worry?

In the small village, there are only four or five children of two or three years old, who are tired of crying with the adults, and will sneak out and follow the heartless ice-armored horned demon dragon to the woods not far from the village, digging birds' nests and catching birds' eggs.

On the fourth day, the sun rose as usual.

The villagers wore linen and filial piety, wiped their tears, pushed the prepared coffin, and methodically came to the house where Wukong lived.

In the room, it was still quiet, as if everything was business as usual.

Only an attentive person can notice that the cloud over the house, I don't know when, seems to have disappeared.

"Woo woo!" someone looked at the thirty-eight coffins arranged in front of him, and he couldn't help but choke quietly again.

This cry, like a butterfly effect, instantly transmits sadness to others.

"Woo woo!" the surrounding villagers wiped their tears, and the sadness and sorrow in their hearts broke out again without reservation.

"What are you crying about, we have to bury our hatred in our hearts, and wait for revenge on those beasts in the future!" Feng Bo stood in the middle of the crowd and waved his hand tremblingly, but before he could finish speaking, two lines of turbid tears flowed down first.

"You guys, just cry hard, useless thing!" he secretly wiped a handful of tears, turned around, and rushed into his room with a whimper.

"Woooooo

The fox spirit rubbed his red eyes, stared at the hut in front of him in a daze, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his heart was also inexplicably sad.

Over the years, she has already regarded the people here as her own relatives, and they also regard her as sisters and friends, and now that so many people have died, how can she not be sad and sad?

She quietly glanced back in the direction of the village, only to find that Seven Kills was still sitting cross-legged under the plane tree, as if she didn't know anything about what was happening here.

She frowned slightly, and was thinking about whether to go over and tell Seven Kills when she suddenly heard a creaking sound in her ears, she was stunned, and quickly looked back, and was stunned for a moment.

A middle-aged villager opened the door and looked at them.

"So early, you ... This is... What are you doing?" he rubbed his sleepy eyes, as if puzzled.

"Erwa's father?" Erwa's mother was stunned when she heard this, then quickly rubbed her eyes and yelled: "Erwa's father, is it really you?"

"Uh... Why are you here... Tigress?" the second baby's father turned dark, thought about it, and closed the door with a bang.

"Ahh ?This is... The second baby's mother was completely stunned.

Squeak!

The door opened again, and one after another villagers pushed me and walked out one after another.

"One, two, three... A bored little kid counted in a whisper, and when he got to the last one, he suddenly shouted, "yes, it's exactly thirty-eight!"

However, at this time, the village was already boiling, where did anyone care about his heartless fairy tale.

"Woo woo, daddy, are you really back?"

"Big brother, my good big brother, this... Is this really you?"

After seeing the facts, the living villagers laughed, ran and hugged each other, and for a while, the village was happy.

"Hahahaha!" Feng Bo in the house heard something strange, and quickly ran out to take a look, and immediately stayed on the spot, and after a long time, he threw away his crutches, laughed and threw himself into the crowd of jumping joy.

"Giggle!" the little fox covered his mouth and smiled at all this in front of him, feeling incredulous and incredulous.

After a while, after seeing that the villagers were returning home one after another, she thought about it and turned around and walked into Wukong's room.

In the room, on a simple wooden bed, Wukong was lying on the bed on all fours, sleeping soundly.

These three days and three nights are indeed too tiring.

The little fox stood there quietly, biting her lips lightly and breathing a little rapidly, and then, she tiptoed to the side of the bed, pulled up the corner of the quilt, and gently covered Goku's belly.

After doing this, her delicate little face suddenly blushed slightly, looked down a few more times, and quickly retreated.

Three days later.

Under the hollow plane tree at the head of the village, Seven Kills opened his eyes slightly, and found a golden figure standing in front of him.

"Master!" he stood up in surprise, then turned his head to look at the village.

In the village, there was still joy at this time, and the familiar figures of the past flashed one by one, where there was still the sadness and helplessness of the previous days.

"Master, have you succeeded?" Seven Kills was happy in his heart, at this moment, he felt a little ashamed, in the past few days, he had been hiding here to practice, and he had forgotten those villagers.

"You don't have to blame yourself!" Wukong stroked the sycamore with his hand, slowly injecting a trace of pure aura, and then, he slowly turned around, looked at Qishu and smiled slightly: "Xiao Qi, you did a very good job this time!"

"But, master, I... ！”

"Okay, no need!" Goku waved his hand lightly, looked up and pondered for a moment, and said softly, "Now, I can hand over my life's learning to you!"

"Really?" Seven Kills' face was happy, and just as he was about to ask again, he saw Wukong's big sleeves rolled up, wrapped around him, and instantly came to a new world.

"Here?"

Seven Kills stood under the lush Bodhi tree, looked up at the Bodhi tree with fluttering branches and leaves overhead, and looked around for a moment, looking a little confused.

"This is the Bodhi world, the world that belongs only to me!"

Wukong sat down cross-legged under the linden tree, reached out and picked two pink peaches, and threw them to one of the seven kills.

"Bodhi World?" Seven Kills flipped the fresh peach in his hand, a little confused.

"This peach?"

"This peach blooms for a thousand years, bears fruit for a thousand years, and can mature for another thousand years, although it is far less than the peach tree of Our Lady of Yaochi, but eating one can prolong life for five hundred years!"

"What? This peach blooms in a thousand years, bears fruit in a thousand years, and can it ripen in another thousand years?" Seven Kills was a little stunned when he heard this, he raised his head and asked hesitantly: "Master, can you really prolong your life for five hundred years if you eat this peach?"