Holy Bone

Chapter 230 Sincerity is Spirit!Weep and cry out a big living person!
"General Captain! Woooooo!"

"Abbot! Woohoo!"

The two mourners brothers were stunned by so many people appearing in front of them.

Astonishment is astonishment.

The two brothers did not forget to continue crying.

The two big men were crying and crying in front of him. General Du Wei felt uncomfortable, as if he was being mourned and mourned.

The dragon king has not seen it yet.

It is not auspicious to leave first.

Facing the questioning of the abbot of Bailong Temple, the elder brother Baipao among the mourners continued to kneel at the entrance of the canyon to cry and explained the reason. They were using mourning to find a way out, and it was very effective. .

"Woo, General Captain... Abbot, listen carefully... woo..."

"There are many sounds of broken mirrors in the canyon, approaching us, woohoo, the harder we brothers cry, the faster the sound of broken mirrors, woohoo, our brothers are going to use the classics of materials, cry Bury those hanging coffins in the canyon, cry out a way out, woo woo woo..."

At this time, the younger brother in black robe cried too hard, his voice became hoarse: "My brother said that it is called reunion of broken mirrors, which is a good omen."

General Duwei: "?"

Abbot of Bailong Temple: "?"

Monk Kongming, Monk Hongzhao: "?"

other people:"?"

"I don't know if it's a reunion after a broken mirror, but I'm curious. There are so many hanging coffins here, and you two brothers can only survive by crying for each coffin. It will take until the year of the monkey?"

General Du Wei looked at the mourners and brothers in front of him, raised his finger and pointed to the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him with some irony.

The two wailer brothers whimpered and said: "This is called sincerity leads to spirit, woo woo woo..."

General Du Wei was really numb from the crying of the two brothers in front of him.

The two big men were crying like pussies.

The most important thing is to cry for him.

If you were to be an ordinary person, you would have already been panicked by people.

"The two of you brothers arrived before us, did you see anyone entering this hanging coffin burial canyon in front of you?" the captain asked.

The two brothers mourned and shook their heads.

The captain asked again: "Then you have been mourning here for so long, have you ever seen a strange female corpse enter this hanging coffin burial canyon?"

The mourner brothers still shook their heads in mourning this time.

This time, the captain asked the wailer how long it had been since they had been ashore, and the two wailer brothers finally stopped asking questions this time, sobbing and crying, "...General captain, since we two brothers have been ashore, , I have been crying at the mouth of the canyon, "The Sutra of Prosperity"... probably not four quarters, but three quarters... I have never seen anyone go ashore... I have entered the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of me."

The two brothers knelt down at the mouth of the canyon and continued to cry into the canyon. They worked harder and more piously than crying for their ancestors' funerals. They cried to the sound of the broken mirror in the canyon, their voices became hoarse, and their eye sockets were red and swollen.

"Abbot, what do you think about the hanging coffin burial valley in front of you?" The captain turned his head to look at the abbot of Bailong Temple who had been silent all the time and was carefully looking at the hanging coffins on the cliffs on both sides.

The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, General Captain, even the old man can't see the reality of the canyon in front of him, it seems to be looking at the mandala through the bank of fog."

"As the saying goes, there are specializations in the art industry."

"I'm just a monk who has been eating fast, chanting Buddha, and meditating on Buddhist scriptures in the temple. I can't help you with the coffin. I'm afraid this time we really have to rely on these two benefactors to help us cry out a way out." Come."

"Monks don't lie."

"The old monk is indeed a little bit incomprehensible, so he did not take the life of others."

"Amitabha."

The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together and said with lowered eyebrows.

In fact, not to mention that the abbot of Bailong Temple couldn't see through the reality of the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him, even the general Du Wei himself could not see through the reality of the hanging coffin burial canyon after staring at it for a long time.

In the eyes of him and the abbot of Bailong Temple, these hanging coffins may be just hanging coffins with a gloomy atmosphere.

But in the eyes of the mourning brothers who are good at dealing with all kinds of dead people, they can often see more things than them.

In front of this canyon full of hanging coffins, they must have not noticed the weirdness and danger, otherwise the pair of mourners would not dare to enter rashly after being beaten to death.

At this time, the pair of mourner brothers knelt at the mouth of the canyon, still whimpering and weeping into the canyon.

That pious appearance is more pious than others crying ancestors on the grave.

Maybe it's true sincerity.

The sound of broken mirrors in the canyon became more and more intense.

The captain's eyes showed surprise: "Sure enough, you are indeed a mourner, who can cry the dead back to life. The movement in the canyon is getting closer and closer. Could it be that the martyrs in the hanging coffin were moved by the sincerity of the mourner? Is there really a saying of reunion in the mourners?"

The captain looked thoughtfully and nodded.

At this time, even the abbot of Bailong Temple looked at the two mourners kneeling at the mouth of the canyon and said with emotion: "Amitabha, I heard that there are many kinds of mourners according to the occasion and environment. One of the effects of mourning is to sing praises to the merits of the deceased, to knock on the gates of ghosts, and to send people on their way with peace of mind."

"This 'Cultivating Materials Sutra', being able to cry out a way out, is probably the effect of this."

"It's difficult to mourn and mourn for those people in the canyon for the sake of these two benefactors, but we are not mourners, we don't know how to mourn, and we can't help with anything."

The captain let out an uh.

"...I won't cry..."

"It seems that this time we really have to rely on these two mourning brothers to cry for us to open a way out."

But just as the captain finished speaking, suddenly, a subordinate pointed to the direction behind him and said, "General, there are lights of fire floating behind us. Could it be that someone has landed again?"

heard.

Everyone turned to look behind them.

In the dark underground world, there was indeed a little flame, swaying in the dark midair, it looked like the flame of a torch dancing in the darkness.

This underground world is dark and empty.

When people walk in this empty and silent underground world, every time they land on the ground, there will always be a clear echo of the walking sound in the empty cave.

pat.

pat.

Flames danced in the dark.

It's actually coming this way.

"Woo, brother, woo, someone went ashore again, woo woo..."

The younger brother in black, one of the mourners, secretly said to his elder brother.

"Don't talk, if you are sincere, you will be humming, humming..."

The two continued to cry in the direction of the canyon. Even if their throats were broken today, the two brothers must cry out a way out.

……

Not long after the two brothers finished speaking, a lame man with hanging eyebrows, holding a torch in his hand, broke through the black mist and peace, and joined the captain and the others.

It was the Kuixing Kick Dou.

There was a lot of blood on Kuixing Kick Dou's body. It looked as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and he finally managed to get out.

"General Duwei, you are indeed here!" Kuixing kicked and limped over happily when he saw so many people gathered here, so lively.

"I saw so many rafts on the shore, and saw a lot of flames here. At that time, I thought that General Duwei must have brought people down the Yinyi River!"

"I've seen the abbot and the two eminent monks of Bailong Temple. I didn't expect everyone to gather here. I saw a fire here, so I rushed over here immediately."

"Hey, the mourners and brothers are also there. Why are you brothers kneeling at the mouth of the canyon crying? Are you crying for someone?"

When he saw familiar faces gathered here, Kuixing Kick Dou, who had just narrowly escaped death, his face became more joyful.

The ghost knows how many strange things he has experienced along the way.

Kill blood all the way.

It was with great difficulty that he finally reached the end of the Cave of Thousand Corpses and landed on the shore.

I was used to seeing dead people or evil corpses along the way, but now I finally saw so many living people, I couldn't help but overflow my face with joy.

"Are you alright, benefactor? Is there any injury? What happened to benefactor on the road? My old man, I have the best golden sore medicine secretly made by Bailong Temple. I can give you a bottle." The abbot of Bailong Temple asked Monk Kongming for it. Bring a bottle of golden sore medicine to Kuixing Kick Dou.

Kuixing Kick Dou declined the kindness of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

"Thank you, abbot, for your kindness. Don't worry, abbot. I'm fine, and I haven't been poisoned by corpses. Our Kuixing Kick Dou was born to raise our feet for ghosts. We specialize in kicking those zombies and evil corpses. Mere corpse poison can't do anything to our Kuixing Kick Dou." people."

And when asked what happened to him in the Cave of Thousand Corpses, Kuixing kicked and couldn't help but cursed: "I don't know which turtle's grandson made such a bad move, but actually slaughtered a nest of snakes and pythons, those snakes The corpses almost blocked the waterway, and the smell of blood lingered for a long time in the closed environment, which directly attracted a large number of water monkey corpses!"

Water monkey?
The abbot of Bailong Temple frowned upon hearing this.

If it is said that the first to deal with those water monkeys here, it is the abbot of Bailong Temple, and Jin'an.

Kuixing Kicking continued: "Although our Kuixing Kicking can kick all kinds of dead bodies, but I am a northerner with ordinary water skills, so I can't exert most of my strength on the water, not to mention being attracted by the smell of blood. Here, a large number of water monkeys came out of the nest, and a water monkey corpse king with strong cultivation, almost capsized in the gutter!"

"Of course, if I switch to land, I won't be so embarrassed!"

Kuixing Kick Dou was afraid that everyone would not believe him, so in order to save face, he said it very firmly.

Kuixing kicked and looked at the cleanliness of the other people present, and asked in astonishment: "Captain, abbot, brother mourners, you must have encountered those corpses of snakes and pythons on the way here, right? Haven't you encountered those corpses of water monkeys?"

Seeing that everyone was shaking their heads, Kuixing Kick Dou's face suddenly turned black, and he scolded him for being so unlucky that he bumped into those water monkey corpses.

"By the way, those who fell into the siege of the water monkey corpse monster with me also met monks from other monasteries. Unfortunately, when I arrived, they had been eaten to the bone, and I couldn't save them in time."

Hearing that someone was killed, the three monks of Bailong Temple all sighed and recited the sutras.

The captain's mood also became a little more heavy.

Next, Kuixing Kicking also started to ask the captain and the others to inquire about the current situation. Not long after, Kuixing Kicking also had a general understanding of the situation here.

"Mirror?"

"The Book of Materials?"

"Cry out a way out?"

After the initial joy, Kuixing Kicking finally noticed the movement in the canyon.

Kuixing kicked and looked at the two mourners who were crying hard into the canyon, with a hoarse voice, snot and tears, and red and swollen eyes from crying, and immediately stood in awe.

When it comes to mourning, mourners are the most professional.

When someone's family wanted to hold a funeral, the patron's family didn't shed a few tears, but the mourners cried more filially than the patron's family.

If mourners cry unfilially, how can they send away the dead who refuse to leave, and go on the road to reincarnate with peace of mind?
Thinking of this, Kuixing kicked and looked at the two brothers of the mourner, and said in a deep thought: "I heard that the mourner is not willing to accept all kinds of funerals. The mourner will not accept the funeral of the white-haired person sending the black-haired person, and will not accept the funeral of the unfilial sons and daughters." Funeral."

The black-robed younger brother of the mourner whimpered and cried: "Woo, that's right...We mourners don't accept mourners who die young...because it's a family grief for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person...The mourning is loud. Heaven... can go directly to the underworld, there is no need for mourning... Even if there is mourning, only the parents and elders can mourn... We cannot replace the parents and elders of the deceased to mourn, otherwise it will damage Yin virtue and Yang life, and there will be ominous omens... ..."

"...I don't accept funerals for unfilial sons and daughters...If you cry too much, you will be contaminated with karma...Retribution will come soon...The family will be destroyed...Terrible death in the wilderness..."

Each profession has its own hidden taboos and taboos.

Even the mourners have their own rules.

Although later generations cannot know the truth and falsehood.

But the rules left by the ancestors are always reasonable.

Hearing all kinds of taboo things about mourners, the captain looked around at the hanging coffins in the canyon in front of him: "Fortunately, you two brothers are not at a disadvantage, these hanging coffins are filled with poor burials from hundreds of years ago , the grandpas who are old enough to be grandpas. If you arrange them according to seniority, you two brothers will not suffer a loss if you cry in front of the canyon, and you don’t have to worry about crying to the premature death younger than you.”

After hearing the captain's words, the mourner brothers cried even louder.

I don't know if it's true sincerity makes spirit.

The movement of the broken mirror in the canyon is getting louder, it's getting closer, it's right in front of you...

The two brothers finally moved the dead people in the hanging coffin with their sincerity and the "Sutra of Prosperity", and they were finally about to knock on the gate of hell.

I'm catching you!

You are here!

These eight characters are more conspicuous in the darkness.

Also at this time.

Boom!

Boom!

Click!Click!Click!

The hanging coffin burial world in front of him suddenly exploded, and the peace was broken like a flower in a mirror, and the sky was blown up with shards of glass. Then, under the stupefied eyes of the mourners and brothers, four figures rushed out of the canyon.

They broke through huge glazed mirrors all the way, as if they came out of thin air, and suddenly jumped into the eyes of everyone present, leaving a deep imprint on them.

Surprisingly, several people from the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera came out!

The leader is the familiar Jin An!

There was a buzzing sound in the brain, and the two mourners were stunned on the spot, and their minds became dizzy for a while, and they were dumbfounded.

He even kept kneeling and crying towards Jin An, and the tears and snot hadn't been wiped off his face.

Captain: "?"

Abbot of Bailong Temple "?"

Monk Kongming, Monk Hongzhao: "?"

Kuixing kicked and fought: "?"

Everyone was stunned at this moment.

Can anyone tell me what's going on in front of me? The mourners and brothers have been crying for so long, and the dead didn't cry out. How did they cry out to the living?

And still crying out four big living people?
They didn't even notice the broken mirror world because of the huge contrast between the front and back...

The first to react was the mourner brother who kept kneeling and weeping towards Jin An, and the brother in black robe had his scalp blown!
"Brother, woo woo, if we mourn for the living... woo, does that count as an untimely death, breaking the rules set by the ancestors of mourners? woo woo woo..."

At this time, the two brothers still kept kneeling and crying towards Jin'an.

I'm catching you!

You are here!

The eight characters are even more dazzling!

(End of this chapter)