My Weird Life

   Chapter 879 Zamba (22)

  Su Wu and many caravan members turned their heads and looked towards the place where the bell sounded—

  A long team of horses approached the dark sky covering Dunwang Mountain.

  In the middle of the horse team was a cart pulled by two horses.

  On the cart, a secondary wooden frame is nailed.

   Around the wooden frame, cypress is burned, and various protective instruments are hung.

  In the frame, there is a bulging black cloth bag.

  Su Wu's eyelids jumped when he saw the extremely eye-catching black cloth pockets in the convoy!

  He has seen this black cloth bag more than once.

  Naikang took his own convoy to Dunwang Mountain, carrying the black cloth bag containing the body of 'Rinchen Zamba'.

  In the Yixiantian world of Mt. Dunwang, on both sides of the mountain walls, I saw countless half-faded or completely faded black cloth pockets, and countless female corpses were buried on the two mountain walls;

  With the help of the 'Taoist priest' that he had evolved in one thought, Su Wuyi saw the old master walking out of the Yixiantian world with a black cloth bag that obviously contained a corpse;

  Even in the collective memories of several pathfinders of the caravan, there is a trace of the 'black cloth bag'!

  —Could it be that in the world of Yixiantian, the female corpses sitting on the countless wooden rafts built on the walls of the two mountains were all sent in by outsiders?

  Who is tirelessly sending corpses into the world of Yixiantian?

  Why is every corpse a woman?

  It seems that the appearance of each corpse is similar to that of the "Rinchen Tsampa Girl Corpse"? !

  Thoughts flashed in Su Wu's mind, he withdrew the altar, knocked down the temporary altar, and turned to the horse team that was approaching slowly.

  Zhou Bo led several caravan members to follow behind Su Wu, and followed Su Wu to the approaching caravan.

   Xu was worried that Su Wu didn't understand the situation, Zhou Bo still explained in a low voice behind Su Wu: "Mr. Su, this cavalry team should be the cavalry team of the nobles in the Secret Tibetan Region.

  The banners they held had the noble's territory written on them.

  It’s called ‘Lord No Baxiong’.

  Look at the middle of the horse team, there is a cart drawn by two horses, with a wooden frame nailed to it, and the black cloth pocket inside the wooden frame should be the corpse of the close relative of the ‘Lord of No Baxiong’.

  There is a tradition of celestial burial in the secret Tibetan area.

  They believe that by burying the bodies of their loved ones in a high place, the souls of their loved ones will be able to ascend to the heavens and enjoy endless joy and glory in the heavens.

  Since the sect of secret binding Buddhism spread in the field of secret burials, all major monasteries have set up celestial burial platforms.

  A virtuous old man with a clean family background can be buried on the stage after his death.

  But there are also some people who don’t believe in Buddhism, and will still follow the ancient tradition to bury the corpses of their relatives on the top of the mountain instead of sending them to the celestial burial platform...”

  Su Wu heard what Zhou Bo said, but made no expression on his face, just nodded slightly.

  The horse team walking along the road gradually stopped.

  In the cavalry, two armored knights followed behind a young man in a silk robe, followed the young man on horseback and approached Su Wu and his party.

   "Call—"

  The strong horse was stopped by the young man, and stood one step away from Su Wu.

  The young man was riding on a horse, looking down at Su Wu and the others. On his slightly darkened face and cheeks, two rosy clusters were very obvious.

  He lowered his eyebrows, looked down at Su Wu, and asked aloud: "Handi caravan?"

  Su Wu did not speak a word.

  Behind him, 'Changchun' who is proficient in secret Tibetan language came out quickly, bowed to the young man and said: "Yes, yes, we belong to the Handi caravan!"

  The caravans are the most cautious when they are discussing life outside. If they can not form a bridge with the local forces, they will never rashly make enemies with others.

   "Retreat to Dunwang Mountain thirty miles away.

  My family will bury their family members on the mountain! "The young man raised his horsewhip, and while speaking to Chang Chun, who was bowing and saluting, he looked sideways at Su Wu, who was at the front with a calm expression.

  Hearing what the young man said, Chang Chun immediately showed embarrassment.

  He bowed down to explain a few words to the man, but the man had already turned his horse's head, surrounded by armored knights, and slowly returned to the horse team.

   "I'm afraid I can't retreat."

  At this time, Su Wu said something.

  The young man who turned his horse's head and walked slowly a few steps heard the words, then turned back and looked at Su Wu angrily. The two knights who followed him held down the handles of their waists.

   "Dunwang Mountain is now down, you can only enter but not exit.

  We can't leave here.

   I'm afraid I won't be able to retreat. "Su Wu didn't even look at the demonstration-like movements of the people opposite, and told the other side the current situation truthfully.

   "What can only enter but not exit?!

  I tell you to retreat, you should retreat quickly, retreat thirty miles away!

   If you don’t listen, your entire caravan will not leave Dunwang Mountain alive! "The young man clamped his horse's belly, and led two knights to drive their horses aggressively towards Su Wu!

   Shua! Swish! Swish!

Seeing the three people on the opposite side charging straight towards him, Zhou Bo's expression suddenly became serious. He directly pulled out the steel knife from his waist. Seeing the movement of the horse pot head, all the members of the caravan around him drew their knives one after another. Zhou Bo is the center, and the stars are scattered.

  The members of the caravan on both sides of the team took a few steps forward, hidden into the horns, and surrounded the three riders in the horns!

  Su Wu stood at the same spot, motionless, looking at the three galloping knights, he still opened his mouth to explain: "There is a commotion around Mt. Dunwang, we will not be able to get out after we enter here.

  Even if we wanted to retreat thirty miles away, we would never be able to do so. "

"Zheng, Zheng, making trouble—" The young nobleman who came straight up on horseback heard what Su Wu said, and while repeating the key information in Su Wu's words, he pulled the horse's rein, and finally approached Su Wu. Within one step, the horse was stopped.

  The young nobleman looked serious and nervous, looked at Su Wu and asked, "You said that something is going on around Mt. Dunwang, is that true?"

   "It's true." Su Wu nodded.

  The young nobleman looked at Su Wu's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Then I'm going to tell my father that my mother can't be buried here, can't be buried here."

   Talking, he wanted to rein in his horse and turn around—

  He suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Su Wu again: "You have to retreat thirty miles away, and you can't be around Dunwang Mountain!"

  The caravan people around heard what the young nobleman said, and immediately looked at each other, frowning secretly.

The other party said a moment ago that he was going to discuss with his father not to bury his mother in the noisy Dunwang Mountain. Why did he force his group to retreat to Dunwang Mountain as if they were different people after a while? Thirty miles away?

   I'm afraid I'm not a fool?

   All the brothers in the caravan had similar thoughts in their minds.

  Su Wu looked at the young nobleman, but with the same expression as usual, he asked him, "Why?"

   "My family will bury their family members on Dunwang Mountain!" The young nobleman replied.

  A group of caravan brothers secretly made eye contact.

  —They have already confirmed that the nobleman of the 'Lord No Baxiong' family is really a fool!

   "Is the family member who will be buried on the mountain surnamed 'Zamba'?" Su Wu asked the young man patiently.

  The young nobleman nodded slightly.

   "The dead person named Zamba is your grandmother?"

"yes.

How did you know? "

   "You told me.

  Since you are the descendant of "Zamba", you can no longer be called a "human" now, right? "Su Wu once again asked the young nobleman a rather 'offensive' question—

At the same time as he asked the question, he suddenly grabbed the void with one hand—on top of Su Wu's head, the imperial edict suddenly appeared, and the red gold thunder gathered in his palm that was grasping towards the void, and suddenly turned into a spear of thunder !

  Su Wuzhi pierced that thunder spear out!

  One spear differentiated into three spear blades, and the three blades pierced through the young nobleman on horseback and his two followers in an instant!

  All the members of the caravan present were stunned when they saw such a change. I don’t know why Mr. Su suddenly became violent and killed people with such cruel methods!

  Zhou Bo reacted quickly, holding a knife to follow Su Wu's figure—

  An arm grew out of Su Wu's back, he grabbed a Thunder Spear, and suddenly drew a ravine one step away from Zhou Bo, stopping Zhou Bo's footsteps!

   "Stay where you are, don't follow!

  You can't handle these 'things'! "

  Mr. Su's serious voice followed.

Zhou Bo stopped in his tracks, seeing through the gully where the lightning wires were entangled on the ground, he watched the Thunder Spear in Su Wu's hand turn into a long whip, and blasted three of them from the Thunder Piercing. The 'man' turned into coke was lifted up and flung straight at the silent horse team!

  Boom!

  Those three figures who were surrounded by golden thunder were filled with an inexplicable aura.

   Accompanied by that inexplicable aura overflowing, glowing green eyes grew from all over them, unexpectedly resisting Huangtian Zhenlei's killing damage to them!

  'They' stretched out their arms from the thunder all over their bodies, grasped the lightning wires with their hands covered with green ghost eyes, and violently tore apart—

At this time, wisps of red and white flames flowed along the lightning whip and spread to the three human-like but inhuman 'things' in an instant. All burned to ashes!

  —Before Su Wu became the 'Yin Ximai Zhongxing Patriarch', his firewood was not so powerful that it could directly burn out the breath of Lu who was suspected of being the 'Rinqin Tsamba Corpse'.

  After he fully established the title of 'Yin Ximai Zhongxing Patriarch', his own fire turned into red and white, and he truly possessed such power!

  Three charred corpses smashed into the silent horse team!

  In the entire cavalry team, whether it was the slaves pulling the carts, the knights guarding the lord’s house, or the ‘Lord No Baxiong’ sitting in the carts, all scattered at this moment, fleeing in all directions!

  They don't have any entanglement with Su Wu at all!

  The black cloth bag seated in the wooden frame was also abandoned by Lord Baxiong's cavalry, standing still on the car.

  Boom!

  Su Wu pulled out a spear of thunder, and threw the spear towards the black cloth pocket in the wooden frame.

   Immediately afterwards, he summoned one after another scarlet spells and threw them into the zenith, underground, and in all directions—sealed all portals!

  The black cloth pocket was pierced by lightning, and it immediately burst into flames.

  In the golden red fire, the figure of a graceful woman appears and disappears.

  That graceful figure, like gold and copper calcined by a raging fire, gradually melted!

  (end of this chapter)