These people had already prepared the rope for hanging the coffin, and after Tong'er gave the order, the people present wrapped the rope around the coffin.

"The yin energy is heavy in the valley, and people are buried in the yin land. The corpse will inevitably change. The corpse of the ancestors is transformed. The first wave of people who are the ones they are closest to, you have to think about it." The old man in red continued.

"Prepare the nail rope and go down the valley."

Dong'er still pretended not to hear the old man's words and shouted at the disciples of Jiushimen. Under Dong'er's order, these people pulled out the ropes around their waists.

In the entire funeral procession, in addition to the six little corpses, Dong'er also brought twenty-seven disciples, including those who played the suona, those who held white banners, those who threw paper money, and those who carried coffins just now.

Twenty-seven disciples pulled out twenty-seven belts. I found that the ropes around their waists were very distinctive, each rope was very thick, and there were a row of nails on this thick rope.

Under my surprise gaze, these twenty-seven people actually spliced ​​short ropes together, and soon, a 100-meter-long mountaineering rope appeared in front of us.

A strong man picked up one end of the rope and threw it directly into the bottom of the valley. The other end was deeply nailed to the cliff, extremely reliable.

"Big girl, this valley is very deep, and the length of your rope is probably not enough!" I walked to the edge of the cliff and reminded.

"Enough, the nail rope can be spliced ​​downwards, just like a handover baton. Just pass the last rope to the person who is crawling at the end." Dong'er said.

"You know that your ancestors will transform into corpses, but you still have to put down the coffin. I'm afraid your real purpose is not to go down the mountain to bury your ancestors, but to have another purpose?" The old man suddenly floated in front of me, and a pair of sunken eye sockets pressed against me, and said gloomyly.

Seeing that our purpose was about to be seen, I suddenly became nervous and turned to look at Dong'er.

Dong'er sneered, walked to the old man, and said coldly: "I'll ask you, are you dead or living?"

"Die and living people have something to do with you?" the old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Dong'er with malicious intentions and asked.

Dong'er said: "The dead man should be in the cemetery, not here."

"What if I were a living person?" the old man smiled disdainfully and asked.

"If you are a living person, just stop meddling in other people's business and get out of here!" Dong'er raised the volume a little and cursed loudly.

Hurry!

As soon as Dong'er's voice fell, under my surprised gaze, the old man in red suddenly turned into a blue-black corpse energy, dissipating between the world.

"What's going on?" I was very surprised to see this.

"The corpse gas transforms into shape. This old man is transformed from the corpse gas of the zongzi, and is here to inquire about our reality." Dong'er said.

"Ah!" After hearing this, I became nervous. If this seems, the Corpse King has already set his sights on us.

Strangely, unlike my worried face, there was a smile on Dong'er's face.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked in confusion.

"Since this big rice dumpling is so cautious to find out the truth, it means that he is very weak now, or he is facing a major test, and this is our opportunity!" Dong'er said with a smile.


Chapter completed!