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Carrying a dead body?

Isn't this scary.

Among them, some trembled when they saw the corpse, and it would be good if they didn't faint directly, let alone carry the corpse to the funeral themselves.

The cold wind blew in, and the white cloth covering the corpse raised a small corner from time to time, making even Zhu Yicheng shiver in fright.

If you are afraid of returning home, you still have to carry the corpse. After all, this is part of the dungeon mission.

So after several rounds of discussion, five warriors who dared to carry the dead body on their backs were finally selected from twenty people——Xie Baiyuan, Fang Li, Qiu Dahai, and a couple.

Fang Li had an impression of the couple, because they were standing in front of him when checking the tickets, and they were the real passengers in the No. [-] carriage.

That being the case, the strength must not be bad, maybe the two most powerful among the remaining seventeen.

The person who carried the corpse must be selected, and the next thing will be easy to handle.

The village head walked with them. Before going out, the village head said that from the moment the corpse left the house until it was delivered to the celestial burial platform, neither the person carrying the body nor the mourners could look back.

"No matter what happens, there is no turning back, and that must be kept in mind."

He reminded him again and again, and Fang Li remembered this sentence deeply in his heart: "Okay, I understand."

There are no other things to pay attention to. The sky burial here is not the same as the traditional sky burial.

What Fang Li was most curious about was why no relatives and friends of the deceased came to see him off until they carried the body out.

The village head seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "These five died in accidents. For those who died unnaturally in our place, relatives cannot come to see them off, otherwise it is easy for the soul to be reluctant to reincarnate because of nostalgia for the present world. .”

There are indeed such strange funeral customs in some places, after Fang Li heard the explanation, he didn't ask further.

In addition to the five people who carried the corpse, the remaining 15 people also had to participate in the entire funeral process.

The 15 people were divided into five groups according to the instructions of the village head. Zhu Yicheng, Gong Xuefeng and Xu Bozhong were divided into one group.

He wanted to say something else, but Fang Li gave him a look: "Get ready to go."

He would like to see what kind of medicine is sold in Xu Bozhong's gourd.

I heard that before the sky burial, the corpse needs to be parked for three to five days, in order to make the corpse a little higher, so that the vultures can eat cleanly during the sky burial.

Incense sticks are burning in the ancestral hall, and the smell is strong, probably to cover up the stench of corpses in the house.

It's impossible to go out with the dead body on your back in a while, and it's impossible to say that you don't respond at all, but Fang Li looked around at the other people, each one of whom was like gold paper under the candlelight, and it would definitely be impossible to count on them.

After the incense burnt out, under the instructions of the village chief, the five corpses were tightly wrapped in white cloth, tied into a baby-like ball, and carried outside the door.

Afterwards, Fang Li and the other four carried the corpse on their backs one by one.

Xie Baiyuan said: "You walk behind me in a while."

Fang Li obediently agreed.

The village head said something loudly, which may sound like "Departure" or something like that.

Then, the village head walked to the front, and there were four youths holding torches at the head and tail of the procession, and the funeral procession set off.

Because there is no rule that you can't speak aloud during the funeral, Zhu Yicheng asked in a low voice: "Where are we going? Is it far?"

The young man walking next to him understood his question but couldn't speak Mandarin, so he kept gesturing to him: "Up the mountain, it's not far."

Then the group fell silent.

Zhu Yicheng wanted to talk to someone, but Fang Li had no intention of responding to him with the corpse on his back.

There was no smell in the ancestral hall just now, but now that the corpse was on his back, a strange smell floated in front of his nose.

But this smell is not like the smell of a rotting corpse, it's more like... a burnt smell?

He thought, maybe he carried this person on his back and encountered a fire during his lifetime.

If the body is charred, it may have to undergo some special treatment before sky burial.

As he thought about it, he paid attention to the mountain road under his feet.

Logically speaking, the celestial burial platform will not be built next to a cliff, so as not to disturb the mind of the dead.

Since the village head took them up the mountain, it meant that there must be a platform on the mountain.

Those who meet the conditions are at the position when they first entered the dungeon yesterday.

Maybe it was because of the heavy fog yesterday, so the group of them just wandered around in the woods and didn't find a celestial burial platform.

Tonight there are thick clouds in the sky, the moon is covered, and there are not even a few stars.

The corpse on Fang Li's back was actually very light, and it didn't take much effort to carry it up the mountain.But the mountain road under my feet was difficult to walk, especially after entering the forest, the light above my head was completely blocked, but fortunately, the torches illuminated the surroundings quite brightly.

Although the light was bright, the surroundings were full of flames, making Fang Li's throat a little tight.

He thought of the possibly charred corpse on his back, so he quickened his steps a few steps.

Zhu Yicheng has been vigilantly looking at the bushes on the left and right, for fear that some beasts will come out from behind the dark bushes without paying attention.

After walking for a while, his eyes flicked to a place, and then his scalp went numb, and he reached out and grabbed Fang Li.

Fang Li was firmly grasped by his arm, knowing that he must have seen something, so he immediately asked, "What did you see?"

Zhu Yicheng tremblingly said: "A woman..."

Fang Li slowed down, pretending to casually look in the direction Zhu Yicheng pointed.

According to Zhu Yicheng, there was a hunchbacked woman standing under the tree over there.

The hair is disheveled, and the lower body is wearing a pleated skirt.

Although the face could not be seen clearly, it was definitely a woman.

But Fang Li looked over, but saw nothing.

There was nothing under the tree, only the shadow of the person in front, imprinted on the trunk by the light from the torch.

He wanted to comfort Zhu Yicheng that it might be because he mistook the shadow for a person because of his blindness, but he knew in his heart that he could see the other person's clothes clearly, and the possibility of misjudging him was almost zero.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Fang Li said: "Let's go first, we can't leave them too far."

As soon as the words fell, Gong Xuefeng's voice came from behind.

"Is there anyone else following us?"

Fang Li gritted his teeth, held back and didn't look back: "It's the one with the torch."

"No." I don't know if it was his illusion, Gong Xuefeng's voice became faint, as if being blown away by the mountain wind at night, "Don't all those who hold torches walk in front of us?"

At this time, there was already a distance of more than ten meters between them and Xie Baiyuan's team.

Fang Li regretted that he didn't follow Xie Baiyuan step by step. Xie Baiyuan must have not noticed the abnormality behind him. After all, they were all told by the village chief not to look back during the funeral.

Following Gong Xuefeng's words, Fang Li could see clearly that the eight young men holding torches were indeed walking in front of them.

Take a closer look, isn't the person in front trembling behind the line, not Gong Xuefeng himself?

What is it that is talking behind them?

Fang Li's face darkened, his consciousness was not right, he pushed Zhu Yicheng, and lifted the corpse on his back up—"Run!"

After shouting this, the two rushed forward to the place where the fire was bright.

Fortunately, the large army was moving slowly, and they quickly caught up.

"Huh, I was scared to death." Zhu Yicheng couldn't help but yelled: "Really, I almost turned around just now, but luckily I controlled it."

Gong Xuefeng felt inexplicable about the sudden disappearance and reappearance of the two of them. He asked, "What happened to you two just now? You suddenly stopped moving while walking, and you didn't listen no matter how you called."

Fang Li also breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted the corpse on his back, and said concisely: "I didn't know what was haunted just now."

It should have started when Zhu Yicheng saw the "woman" standing under the tree.

Fortunately, that thing gave them a break in the end, otherwise the two who were alone could have been dealt with.

"Zhu Yicheng." Xie Baiyuan, who was walking in front, suddenly called out without looking back.

Zhu Yicheng responded immediately: "Hey! Brother Yuan, what are your orders?"

Xie Baiyuan said: "Catch me."

Zhu Yicheng: "?"

Although he felt that Xie Baiyuan's request was a bit strange, he still obediently obeyed.

Brother Yuan is worried about his safety?

He subconsciously glanced at Fang Li.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Baiyuan said again: "Aren't you free to do? Hold your sister-in-law tightly with your empty hands, she has a bad sense of direction and is easy to get lost."

Fang Li, who was called out and had a bad sense of direction: "..."

Zhu Yicheng: "...Come on!" He said why Xie Baiyuan suddenly cared about his personal safety so intimately.

It turned out that he was using him as a human leash.

Alas, humbleness.

Both Fang Li and Xie Baiyuan had corpses on their backs, unable to move.

Having Zhu Yicheng connected between the two of them solved this problem.

Fang Li shook his head helplessly, feeling that the posture of the three of them at this time was very much like a reincarnation bond.

and many more.

His pupils shrank.

It was at this moment that he remembered what he had read in books, that the practice of sky burial was to allow the body of the deceased to return to nature, and the soul to enter heaven for reincarnation.

The whole process can be summed up as a cycle of life and death.

Should the clues this time start with the funeral?