Kui Xing declined the kindness of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

"Thank you, abbot, for your kindness. Don't worry, abbot, I'm fine. I haven't been poisoned by any corpse poison. We, Kuixing Kidou, were born to kick those zombies and evil corpses. Corpse poisons can't do anything to us, Kuixing Kidou."

people."

When asked what happened to him in the Cave of Thousand Corpses, Kuixing Kidou couldn't help but cursed: "I don't know which turtle grandson made a bad move and actually slaughtered a snake and python nest. Those snakes

The corpses almost blocked the waterway, and the smell of blood lingered in the closed environment for a long time, directly attracting a large number of water monkey corpse monsters!"

Water monkey?

The abbot of Bailong Temple frowned when he heard this.

The first people here to deal with those water monkeys are the abbot of Bailong Temple and Jin An.

Kuixing Kidou continued: "Although we, Kuixing Kidou, can kick all kinds of dead bodies, I, a northerner, have ordinary water skills and cannot exert most of my strength on water. What's more, I am still attracted by the smell of blood.

A large number of water monkeys came out, and there was also a water monkey corpse king who was very skilled in cultivation, and the boat almost capsized in the sewer!"

"Of course, if I were on land, I wouldn't be so embarrassed!"

Kuixing Kick Dou said it very firmly.

Kuixing looked at everyone present and saw that they were all clean, and asked in surprise: "Captain, Abbot, Brother Weeper, you must have encountered those snake and python corpses on the way here, right? Didn't you encounter those water monkey corpse monsters?"

When he saw that everyone was shaking their heads, Kuixing Kidou's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he cursed him for being so unlucky to bump into those water monkey corpse monsters.

"By the way, those who were trapped in the water monkey zombie monster attack with me also met monks from other monasteries. Unfortunately, when I arrived, they had been eaten to the point of leaving their bones, and I could not save them in time.

"

When they heard that someone was in trouble, the three monks of Bailong Temple sighed and recited the Buddhist sutra of salvation.

The captain's mood became a little heavier.

Next, Kuixing Kidou also began to find the captain and the others to inquire about the current situation. Soon after, Kuixing Kidou also had a general understanding of the situation here.

"Mirror?"

"The material source?"

"Crying your way out?"

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

Kuixing Kidou looked at the two mourning brothers who were crying hard in the canyon, their throats were hoarse from crying, their noses were filled with tears, and their eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he immediately stood in awe.

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

When a family has a funeral, the host-Gu family doesn't even shed a few tears. On the contrary, the mourner cries more filially than the Host-Gu family.

If the mourner cries unfilially, how can he send away the dead person who refuses to leave in the mortal world, so that he can go on the road to reincarnation with peace of mind?

Thinking of this, Kuixing Kidou looked at the mourning brothers and said in a deep voice: "I heard that mourning mourners are not willing to accept any funeral. The mourning mourners will not accept funerals from white-haired people to send black-haired people, and will not accept funerals from unfilial children.

Funeral."

The mourner's younger brother in black robes sobbed and cried: "Wow, that's right... We mourners don't accept the mourning of those who died young... Because it is a matter of mourning for the whole family for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person to someone else... The mourning is loud.

Heaven... can go directly to the underworld, so there is no need to mourn... Even if we have to mourn, only the parents and elders can mourn... We cannot mourn on behalf of the deceased's parents and elders, otherwise it will damage the Yin virtue, shorten the Yang life, and there will be an ominous sign...

…”

"...I won't accept the funeral of unfilial children...If you cry like this too much, you will be tainted by karma...retribution will come soon...your family will be ruined...and you will die tragically in the wilderness..."

Every profession has its own hidden taboos and taboos.

Even mourners have various rules.

Although future generations cannot know the truth or falsehood.

But the rules left by our ancestors always make some sense.

After listening to the various taboos of the mourners, the captain looked around at the hanging coffins in the canyon in front of him: "Fortunately, you two brothers will not suffer. These hanging coffins are filled with poor burials for hundreds of years.

Grandfathers who are old enough to be grandfathers. If we rank them according to seniority, you two brothers will not suffer any loss if you cry in front of the canyon, and you don’t have to worry about mourning those who died young who are younger than you."

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

I don’t know if he is truly sincere and spiritual.

The sound of broken mirrors in the canyon became louder, closer, so close...

The two brothers finally moved the dead people in the hanging coffins with their sincerity and "extra material", and finally they were about to knock on the door of hell.

Catching you!

You are here!

These eight characters became even more conspicuous in the darkness.

It was at this time.

Boom!

Boom!

Click! Click! Click!

The world of hanging coffins suddenly exploded in front of them. The calmness was broken like a mirror, and the sky was filled with glass shards. Then, the two mourning brothers were stunned and saw four figures rushing out of the canyon.

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

Astonishingly, several people from Wu Zang Taoist Temple came out to fight!

The person taking the lead is Jin An, whom everyone is familiar with!

Boom! The two mourner brothers felt a sudden explosion in their minds. They were stunned on the spot, their heads were dizzy, and they were stunned.

He even kept kneeling and crying to Jin An, with the tears and runny nose not even wiped off his face.

Captain: "?"

The abbot of Bailong Temple "?"

Monk Kongming, Monk Hongzhao: "?"

Kuixing Kickfight: "?"

Everyone was stunned at this moment.

Who can tell me what is going on in front of me? The two mourning brothers have been mourning for so long. The dead people have not cried out, so how can they cry out like living people?

And it still made four living people cry?

Even because the contrast between before and after was so great, they didn't even notice the broken mirror world...

The first one to react was the mourner brother who was kneeling and crying towards Jin An. The younger brother in black robe had his scalp exploded!

"Brother, wuwu, if we mourn a living person... wu, does that count as dying young and breaking the rules set by the ancestors of mourners? Wuwuwuwu..."

The two brothers were still kneeling and crying towards Jin An.

Catching you!

You are here!
Chapter completed!