Chapter 280: First Burial

Yes.

While everyone was discussing.

The old woman Wang's corpse was lying on the side, covered only by a piece of broken cloth, which made the newcomers always a bit distracted while discussing.

After being reminded by Old Tang during the day.

Wu Xian couldn't handle the corpse alone.

Although he had already set a plan in his heart, he threw the problem of the corpse to others, which was both safe and could share the risk.

Regarding the handling of the corpse.

A fierce argument broke out among the crowd.

Throwing the corpse away, one always felt a bit inhumane, and it might lose important information, instead causing them to fall into a dangerous situation.

Burying the corpse, it might attract danger.

Some advocated burial.

Some wanted to wait and see.

Some didn't want to participate in the burial themselves, nor did they want to let others help the old woman Wang bury, to prevent being implicated by the possible danger.

This was the first time Wu Xian had encountered such a situation.

Because in the Fudi he had participated in before, what to do next was generally very clear, and even if they occasionally encountered difficult situations, everyone's opinions were unified.

But this time, although there was a clear goal, the process of achieving this goal was too vague.

In the end, Wen Chao was calm and composed, trying to reconcile different opinions, and the crowd's quarrel was eased, stopping at the point of disagreement, without causing conflict.

In the end, the team of thirteen was divided into two factions.

First was the burial faction.

Only five people, namely Wu Xian, Du E, Jian Lingyu, and Li the Great Immortal and Su Xuan.

Second was the bystander faction.

Wen Chao and the Wei sisters among the Lotus Juanren, and the remaining newcomers including Miao the middle-aged woman, the white-collar women, Yang Bin, etc., all decided not to get involved in the burial, and that large yellow dog was also in the bystander faction.

These two factions.

Didn't even prepare to sleep together tonight.

It just so happened that the old woman Wang died, and the room she lived in was vacated. The five people of the burial faction, including Wu Xian, just happened to move in and separate from the main force.

Although living separately increased the risk, one side worried about being implicated, and the other side didn't want to let the other side get first-hand information without taking any risks, so separating was just right.

However, although everyone had differences in handling the corpse, their opinions were relatively unified in treating the old people of the Village Without Burials.

First, these old people held important information.

Second, the death of the old people might bring unexpected negative effects.

Third, people have compassion, and the situation of these old people is indeed too pitiful.

No matter from which angle one looked at it, the Lotus Juanren and newcomers didn't want to let the old people die quickly in a harsh environment, so they decided to help these old men and women as much as they could.

The discussion ended.

Everyone got busy at the same time.

Some set up stoves, some washed vegetables and dishes, some were disassembling the wild boar's corpse, some found a little coarse salt in the room...

The firewood was unexpectedly sufficient, and they didn't even use the dry firewood Wen Chao and the others brought.

When Wu Xian was wandering around the village during the day, he found a huge pile of sundries after pushing aside the weeds. The pile was full of rotten, broken coffins and pottery shards. The rotten coffins were excellent firewood.

Gurgle, gurgle...

In the clean iron pot, wild boar meat and various wild vegetables were stewing.

Everyone was hungry after working all day. They didn't have the time or conditions to cook carefully, so the final product of half a day's work was just this rough pork and wild vegetable soup.

After it was cooked, Wu Xian couldn't wait to taste a mouthful, and immediately showed a bitter face. This taste...

The uncastrated wild boar meat was fishy and hard to chew, and the wild vegetables were bitter. This meal could only be said to be barely enough to fill the stomach, relatively clean, with salt and light flavor, nothing more.

This made Wu Xian miss Shi Ji a bit. Although the food that guy made was a bit heavy, it was at least delicious...

After eating.

The clouds in the sky already had a yellow tint, and it wouldn't be long before it turned dark, so the thirteen people hurried to take action separately.

Wu Xian and the other four.

Had to dig a pit and bury the old woman Wang before dark.

Burying the old woman Wang regardless of taboos was already taking a risk. If they dragged the matter until dark and buried the old woman Wang at night, it wouldn't be taking a risk but courting death.

They picked out a relatively complete broken coffin from the pile of broken coffins, put the old woman Wang's corpse in, and carefully carried it out of the village.

When picking the coffin.

Wu Xian was surprised to find that under this pile of broken coffins, there was a huge pit. This huge pit was already filled with coffins and pottery jars. I don't know how deep this pit was after all the old coffins and pottery jars were taken out.

When they first arrived at the Village Without Burials.

Wu Xian had some doubts in his heart.

Those old people were only surprised by them, but not surprised by the coffins and pottery jars that sent them over, which showed that this wasn't the first time Yao City had sent coffins and pottery jars here.

But if it wasn't the first time, and these old people didn't use coffins for burial, then where were the coffins and urns sent before? Perhaps this huge pit was the answer.

The coffin was broken, and the old woman Wang's corpse was relatively light, so the five people carrying the coffin didn't feel it was very heavy.

Because the time was relatively tight, they didn't carry the coffin too far, but just after leaving the village, they found an open space and started digging a pit with a shovel.

There was only one shovel, so the work of digging the pit could only be done by the three men in turns.

This wasn't for reasons like yielding to ladies.

It was just that doing so was more efficient.

Those who didn't take the shovel to dig the pit weren't idle either, each having their own things to do.

Jian Lingyu tore a strip from her wide skirt to use as a rag, then pushed open the coffin lid and carefully cleaned the dirt on the old woman Wang's body.

After her cleaning, the old woman Wang's death look became slightly better.

Du E found a relatively flat wooden board and used a small rusty iron knife to carve the old woman Wang's name on the board.

They buried the old woman Wang.

To figure out what a "correct" funeral was.

So they couldn't just dig a pit and bury her, but had to add as many elements as possible to the old woman Wang's funeral under the conditions they could manage.

Namely, coffin, burial, tombstone, and tidying up the remains.

Only in this way would they have a chance to know what kind of funeral was correct.

It was unknown what changes would happen tonight. Wu Xian only hoped that tonight's changes would allow him to get the correct information.

Soon the burial was almost done.

After the pit was dug, the coffin was put in, and then everyone worked together to cover it with yellow soil, and a small circular pit rose on the spot. This was the first burial mound they saw after coming to this Fudi.

During the entire burial process.

Wu Xian always felt that there was a vague feeling of being watched around him.

But if one looked around, one could only see corpses that were either withered or rotten. These corpses didn't know when they had turned their heads, and their hollow eye sockets were all looking in the direction of the burial mound...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 281 =====