The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

When we arrived at the white flag we saw in the distance, we saw two young men, one a little older in his thirties and the other a little younger in his early twenties, greeting the villagers passing by at the door.

Somewhat noisy and "lively".

When there is a funeral in the village, it has been normal since ancient times for neighbors to help each other and relatives to gather together.

When I got closer, I heard a different scene.

"Mr. Lin died a violent death. According to the village rules, he must be burned!"

"Absolutely not! It has always been the custom to be buried in the ground to rest in peace. If it is burned, how can my father be reborn as a human being without a complete body?"

"My neighbors are all reasonable people. It is unreasonable for children and grandchildren to burn their father's body!"

"I know you two are filial, but now it's not just your family that's in trouble. Not only are the chickens and sheep dead, but a cow is also missing..."

"…Next spring, will I tie you up and plow the fields?!"

"No, burn him now before it gets dark!"

"Bah! It wasn't your father who was burned, was it?!"

"If you dare to dig up your own ancestral graves, you can burn them for fun. If you dare to ruin my family's feng shui, I, Old Lin, am not as elegant as my younger brother, but I will fight you!"

Many villagers holding firewood had been standing there for a long time, and it seemed that both sides were very excited.

Yu Mian stepped forward to stop their quarrel, and with a gentle palm wind, he pushed the two sides apart like Moses parting the sea: "We are disciples of the immortal sect, and we really don't know what happened?"

When a third party intervened, both sides immediately focused their attention on the two strangers who entered silently, with a wary look in their eyes.

"Where did the little girl come from?"

"Is it something like the Immortal Gate?"

"What is the Immortal Gate?"

"There was a strange power just now, could it be a demon?!" Being so crowded, they were nervous but not too frightened.

Of course, it is mostly because they are both pretty, as beautiful as peaches and plums, pure and innocent without being coquettish.

Especially since there is a red "mole" between Yu Mian's eyebrows, he looks a bit divine, like a little boy under the seat of a fairy.

Ning Yue came to Yu Mian's side, pointed with her left hand, and summoned a bright sword with her right hand, holding it on her back. She said with a hint of spiritual power in her tone: "I am Taoist Ning An, and the person accompanying me is Taoist Xuan Ji. I saw that there is corpse qi everywhere, so I came here to exorcise the demons and defend the way."

Her voice is brilliant and has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the spirit.

After listening to this, many villagers’ trust levels soared.

Yu Mian nodded silently. It seemed that he would have to act more dignified when facing the common people in the future.

"It turns out to be an immortal..."

"It's an immortal. He just transformed a sword out of thin air. There's no doubt about it, no doubt about it!"

"The immortal has also seen the corpse's aura! Then Master Lin should be cremated!" With the immortal's endorsement, the people holding the firewood felt more confident. They took two steps forward, trying to push the two men aside and move inside.

"Please be patient. The matter has not been clarified yet. Can you give us some time to investigate?" Yu Mian has a keen sense. Even though he is so close, he does not smell much corpse odor. It can be seen that the coffin inside may not be the purpose of this trip.

"That... naturally..."

The two of them wanted to go in, and the two Lin brothers didn't want to stop them. After they went in, they saw three women crying inside.

The two brothers introduced that these were their respective wives and eldest sister.

"Who are these two people?!" The three men saw people they didn't know and pointed at them and asked with some confusion.

Yu Mian didn't want to go through any more human relations negotiations and just walked forward. In ancient times, the coffin lid was not closed before the body was buried.

The body must be kept for at least three days to prevent someone from faking death and coming back to life.

There are many such incidents in folk stories and strange stories.

The two men leaned forward to observe at the same time. Lying inside the coffin was an old man in his sixties or sixties, with a gray beard and a layer of waxy, lead-gray, dark purple skin, which indicated that the blood had begun to coagulate little by little.

Traces of labor can be seen during his lifetime. One shoulder is higher than the other, as if deformed by carrying heavy objects. His knuckles are also relatively large, and his nails are thick, yellow and black.

There was a circle of white linen wrapped around the neck. Yu Mian did not intend to remove it, but instead used his pupil technique to see through it directly.

There was a torn gap on it, with flesh and blood spilling out. No wonder the head was a little crooked, it turned out that half of the head was about to leave the torso...

"Junior Sister Ning, this corpse..."

She transmitted the message to Ning Yue and told her about the problems she discovered.

Ning Yue pondered and replied in a voice transmission, "The biting on the neck may not necessarily be a corpse, it could also be a mountain goblin or something evil, let's wait and see."

"Two immortals, I wonder what's going on? My father doesn't need to be burned, right?" Boss Lin came over and asked.

Yu Mian nodded and responded, "The corpse's aura is very faint, and there is almost no possibility of it rising again. It can be buried safely."

"However, to be on the safe side, I can cast a forbidden talisman and stick it on the coffin." The forbidden talisman that Yu Mian mentioned was used to imprison ghosts. Once a corpse rose, it would be sealed in the coffin and unable to come out until it completely turned into dust.

"Hey! Good, good, good..." Lin Da didn't care about the talisman, as long as his father could be buried safely, he said to the villagers who followed him: "Did you hear that? The immortal said there is no need to burn it!"

"Then please draw the talisman. Do you need chicken blood? Or black dog blood or something like that?!"

Hearing about chicken blood and black dog blood, Yu Mian shook his head. The cinnabar in the sect is at least the heart blood of a ninth-grade spiritual beast, which is much more useful than these mundane things.

She took out a cinnabar pen with her right hand, and the yellow paper was suspended in the air. After sketching a few strokes, she wanted to put down her pen.

Thinking of what happened to Junior Sister Ning just now, when showing it to mortals, it still needs to be a little "exaggerated" so that they will believe it.

Then he summoned the Glazed Pure Lotus, creating a seven-color glow, as if a fairy treasure had come into the world!

All the mortals around were shocked and subconsciously wanted to bend down and kneel, but were lifted up by Yu Mian's spiritual power.

"No need to be so polite!" You're being too pretentious...

After giving them the talisman paper, he asked them to take it to check on the chickens and sheep. When they went into the fence, they saw chicken feathers and bloodstains all over the floor. Yu Mian reached out and touched some of the dark red chicken blood.

It condensed into blocks, dark red in color, slightly elastic, with wrinkles on the surface, and almost no liquid state.

It's about three days.

"When did this start?" she inquired.

"Not long ago, about half a month ago."

Yu Mian thought: Half a month ago, it was almost the same time that Master Fu Qing started to remove the Yan poison. Is it a coincidence?

It's probably just a coincidence...

She shook her head. They were thousands of miles apart. Besides, there were countless such trivial matters in Kyushu. How could they be related?

"Okay, we will guard the village for you tonight."

……

The night is hazy and moonless.

The village has only two gates, north and south, and covers a small area. The population is no more than a thousand, and they are gathered together to form a small village.

Yu Mian simply set up a circle of silk bell formations around the entire village. Whenever someone came in or out, the unintentional bells would be triggered to make a sound that only the person who set up the formation could hear.

She shared part of the array control with Ning Yue so that both of them could hear it.

The moon sets and the crow crows.

Until the golden rooster crows.

Not a sound was heard.

I went to several chicken pens, pig pens, sheep pens and cow pens to check, but nothing was missing, which meant that the thing did not come last night.

"Waiting for another day?"

Ning Yue: "If we delay, something unexpected will happen. We should take the initiative and attack!"

"it is good."