Chapter 31: Charity Cemetery
The distance from Luoxia City to Yuqing Mountain is not short. After Su Mo returned home some time ago, he brought back more than four hundred taels of silver and asked Uncle Fu to find two good horses in the city.
But even if we travel day and night at full speed, this journey will take at least half a month.
If you travel early in the morning and sleep at night, and if you encounter some delays along the way, it will take at least a month to prepare.
After traveling for a few days, everything was calm.
Apart from occasionally encountering a few bandits, nothing serious happened.
As for that bandit...
Just by seeing the shiny silver spear in Yang Xiaoyun's hand, he fled.
Some people who knew him came over to say hello, curious why Yang Xiaoyun had not led the team to raise the flag?
After knowing that this trip was accompanied by Zi Yang Escort Agency, they all looked at Su Mo with strange expressions.
But because of Yang Xiaoyun's face, they naturally wouldn't make things difficult and let him go smoothly.
As for the murderous intent hidden in the dark, there was no trace of it at all...
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On this day, the two men were rushing to the vicinity of Funiu Mountain.
This area is desolate and sparsely populated, but it is the only way to reach Yuqing Mountain.
No matter which way you go, you will only increase the distance.
The two men wanted to cross the Funiu Mountains as quickly as possible, but they did not expect to encounter heavy rain.
People don't care, but the road is slippery when it rains, and if the horse falls, it will be really heartbreaking.
There was nothing I could do but find somewhere to take shelter from the rain.
However, this area had experienced a series of wars and conflicts, resulting in many deaths.
In order to avoid being affected, ordinary people living here had no choice but to flee in all directions.
Later, a rumor spread that there were too many deaths in this land, and the wronged souls could not be reincarnated, so they lingered in the human world and caused trouble.
Regardless of whether the rumor is true or not, with such rumors, there are indeed few people willing to come back to live here.
At this time of year, due to disrepair, most of the houses are empty and in ruins, and it is not easy to find a roof to shelter from the wind.
Fortunately, we went further and saw a relatively complete building hidden in the woods.
However, when they arrived, Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun paused again.
"Yizhuang?"
This kind of place is generally used to store coffins.
If someone dies in a foreign land and wants to return to his hometown, he will often ask someone to send a letter or a verbal message back to his hometown before he dies, asking his relatives to take the body back and bury it.
During this period, the bodies could not be buried or placed anywhere.
They will be sent to the charity cemetery for temporary placement.
However, some people died too quickly and were unable to send back the message.
After death, the body will be placed in a charity cemetery for a period of time. If no one claims it for a long time, it will basically have to be buried in a mass grave or something like that.
However, I didn’t expect that although there was no one living near Funiu Mountain, this charity cemetery was still relatively intact.
But at this moment, it is inevitable that people feel a little scared when watching it.
However, Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun are both highly skilled in martial arts, and they do not believe in ghosts and gods when traveling around the world.
So although I felt a little surprised, I didn't take it too seriously.
He simply led the horse into the charity cemetery.
This charity cemetery is not small. There is a porch at the entrance. Half of the porch has collapsed, but it is still barely passable.
Beyond the porch was a yard filled with weeds that were tilted here and there by the rain.
It can be seen that this charity cemetery has not been taken care of for a long time.
There are east and west wings on the left and right sides of the yard, but they are empty. The tiles above are incomplete and there are many leaks. It is not suitable for people to stay here, but horses can barely stop there.
The main hall in the middle was supposed to be an ancestral hall, with an offering table and tablets. However, the table was now in tatters, and the tablets were tilted and covered in dust.
There were several coffins placed on one side of the main hall, but because the place was so large, it didn't feel crowded. Instead, it looked a bit eerie and empty.
Yang Xiaoyun went to take a look at the backyard and found that all the houses in the backyard had collapsed. The two of them simply took down some broken wood, cleaned up a place in the main hall, started a fire, and heated up the dry food and cooked food they had bought when they passed by the market town before, and made do with a bite.
After eating and drinking, the sky outside darkened.
Su Mo stretched his muscles and came to the main hall: "How long will this rain last?"
"This rain came so suddenly that it won't last long. It should stop tonight... but if you want to leave, you'll have to wait until tomorrow.
"It's inconvenient to travel at night, not to mention the slippery roads."
"It seems that we can only spend the night in this charity cemetery."
Su Mo smiled gently: "Old rules, you rest first, you come in the second half of the night."
"good."
Yang Xiaoyun didn't hesitate at all.
When two people go out, they have to be careful of unfamiliar environments. This charity cemetery is secluded and makes people feel at ease. However, there are still sinister opponents hiding in the dark. Who knows when they will jump out and do evil?
Therefore, they traveled during the day and took turns to rest at night.
This is true whether in the wild or in .
Yang Xiaoyun said she would take a rest if she wanted to. She had gained a lot of experience from being away from home over the years.
Time waits for no one. It does not allow people like them to feel sleepy. At critical moments, there is only a short period of time. If they can't sleep, it will pass in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, at this time, you just need to close your eyes and fall asleep as soon as you say yes.
A light snoring sound suddenly sounded in this silent cemetery, blending with the sound of rain outside.
Su Mo sat cross-legged, practicing his internal energy silently.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra he obtained was in a state of great perfection. On the day he obtained it, he had already gathered all the internal energy and made it his own. From then on, he could use it as easily as with his own arms.
At this time, Jie Mo Ran was practicing the internal skills of Zi Yang Sect.
It's called [Yaoyang Heart Technique]!
This internal skill is not considered top-notch in Zi Yang Sect, but it is definitely not ordinary.
It cannot be compared with the Zi Yang Sect's magical skill [Nine Purple Fiery Sun Burning Heaven Art], but it also has its own unique features.
Because Su Mo had the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power, almost all the meridians and acupoints in his body were opened up. While his internal power was running, he was able to practice the Yaoyang Heart Sutra at a fast speed.
Originally he was only at the third level of cultivation, but now he is only one step away from reaching the ninth level of perfection.
His ears moved slightly, and Su Mo suddenly opened his eyes.
It was already late at night, but a strong wind came from nowhere and was howling outside the window.
The horses housed in the side rooms also let out bursts of nervous neighing sounds.
There seemed to be some sound in the air...
Listening carefully, I could hear faint sounds of crying.
The sound was tragic, layer upon layer, interweaving and converging like a curtain.
It seemed like it was very far away when I first heard it, but in the blink of an eye it was already at my ears, penetrating into my brain through every pore.
Su Mo's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained calm and spoke softly:
"I don't know which expert is playing tricks on us two newcomers. Is he playing this kind of joke on us?"
His voice was not loud, but he used his inner strength to stimulate it, and in an instant, the cries of ghosts around him stopped.
