Chapter 362

In the flames and smoke.

Rays of spiritual light flashed, some mixed-colored, some silver, and a touch of golden light.

This was enough to prove that the most dangerous enemy in this Fudi had been solved, and they could be considered to have achieved full merit and could hold a proper funeral to leave the Fudi.

But Wu Xian immediately realized a thorny problem.

They didn't have coffins.

How could they hold a funeral without coffins?

Wu Xian immediately trotted to Jian Lingyu's side.

A glance made him unable to help but shake his head. Jian Lingyu at this moment was too miserable, with almost no good parts on her body, and half of her cheek had been torn off.

If it weren't for her life-saving skills, she would have died long ago if she were injured to this extent.

Wu Xian fiddled with Jian Lingyu's arm, his hair almost standing on end with anxiety. It was a good thing this big sister hadn't died, but if those things couldn't be taken out, everyone would be finished.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang immediately discovered Wu Xian's distress.

After some questioning, he laughed loudly and took out a strange object the size of a red date from his sleeve.

This strange thing looked a bit like meat, and a bit like a mushroom, with five colors of white, red, black, gold, and green spiraling on it. It was clearly an extraordinary thing.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang stroked his beard and said.

"This object is the 'Five-Colored Meat Lingzhi', which can bring the dead back to life and grow flesh on bones. When I was fighting for my life with those three evil entities, I couldn't bear to use it. Now I'll use it to heal her wounds; it can be considered slightly repaying some kindness."

The Five-Colored Meat Lingzhi was stuffed into Jian Lingyu's missing mouth, and some water was poured in to help it go down. The necrotic flesh on Jian Lingyu's body fell off directly, and new flesh grew back on the bones and damaged wounds.

In just a few breaths, Jian Lingyu recovered as before.

As soon as Jian Lingyu woke up, she screamed loudly.

The last thing she remembered was being caught by the Flower Immortal and tortured in an extremely cruel way. She still couldn't forget that kind of pain and fear.

Under the repeated comfort of the crowd, she calmed down and unraveled the 'Sleeve-in-Mountain-and-River' spell, and all those coffins and jars fell to the ground.

Now.

There were no more obstacles for the crowd to leave the Fudi.

They gathered together, looked at each other, and all laughed out loud. They had experienced too many hardships along the way, and at this moment, they could finally relax. Everyone had many things to say and many emotions they wanted to express.

"Ahem."

The Fuyuan Chenghuang suddenly coughed lightly.

"I know everyone is very happy now, but time waits for no one."

"Aren't you going to hold a proper funeral? There is less than a quarter of an hour left until the fourth quarter of noon. Everyone, please hurry up; it would be bad if you missed the auspicious time."

Reminded by the Fuyuan Chenghuang, everyone abandoned their small talk and ran around in a panic.

They first quickly divided the spoils.

And then hurriedly finished the placement of items inside the coffins. Even with the help of the Yin messengers, they almost missed the time.

Du E was only twenty centimeters tall.

She couldn't hold anything, so everything in her coffin was prepared by others.

A tiny person lay on the pillow.

Funerary objects, burial items, paper money, flowers, and other items were neatly placed inside the coffin.

Then Wu Xian laboriously closed the coffin lid. At the beginning of his entry into the Fudi, he had helped Du E close the coffin lid. They started from entering the coffin in this Fudi and ended with entering the coffin, which could be considered a beginning and an end.

Ran Huang Tian also woke up.

But he was still inconvenient to move, so everything was prepared by others.

While others were busy, Ran Huang Tian counted the number of people over and over again, finally unable to help but sigh.

"That old man died."

When fighting the Flower Immortal's avatar, Ran Huang Tian had told Jian Lingyu that he wanted to kill someone; that person was actually Wen Chao.

Ran Huang Tian had once been a stray dog. Its owner abandoned it under the Three Immortals Bridge. It felt that its owner would come to find it, so it waited under the Three Immortals Bridge. It was very irritable and hurt many people who wanted to feed it.

Only Jiang Chun and Ran Qiuhua kept feeding it, and it survived.

After merging with Ran Qiuhua, Ran Huang Tian understood that the owner wouldn't come back, and Jiang Chun and Ran Qiuhua were his benefactors.

He had already avenged Ran Qiuhua.

After discovering that Wen Chao had refined Jiang Chun into a zombie, he was also prepared to avenge Jiang Chun, but in order to safely leave the Fudi, he prepared to do this at the very end, but he hadn't expected Wen Chao to be dead already.

Jian Lingyu tossed and turned in the coffin. There was great terror between life and death. Her mind was full of scenes of being tortured by the Flower Immortal. This shadow would probably only be erased by time.

After tossing and turning for a long time.

Wu Xian lay in the coffin, watching the Yin messengers push the coffin lid shut, feeling a thousand emotions. This Fudi started with a coffin and ended with a coffin.

In the pitch-black coffin, the god statue flashed with golden light.

"At least the spoils harvested this time are not bad."

Li Xian and Su Xuan were also busy together.

After everything was ready, Su Xuan was about to step into the coffin, but before entering, he found Li Xian still standing outside, opening his arms as if hugging something.

Su Xuan hurriedly ran over and pulled his arm: "What are you still stunned for? Hurry up and go, it will be over if you miss the time."

Li Xian stretched his body and said to Su Xuan with a smile: "You go, I'm not going back."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

Su Xuan pulled Li Xian twice, but found he couldn't pull him.

Only then did he realize that Li Xian's words were serious, so Su Xuan fell silent.

When dueling the Three Immortals, the six of them were at the He residence, and no one was willing to go down to the Yin Realm alone.

But Li Xian took the initiative to come down, breaking the deadlock.

At that time, Su Xuan had noticed that Li Xian's state of mind was abnormal. Now Su Xuan was even more certain that Li Xian had taken the initiative to come down to the Yin Realm not because he had life-saving means, but because he didn't intend to go back alive.

So Su Xuan let go of Li Xian's arm.

Li Xian sat on the ground happily. He thanked Su Xuan for letting go and was happy that Su Xuan understood his thoughts.

"I once heard people say that a person's future is determined by this person's past."

"Some people can reconcile with their past selves."

"But the two of us are different. Our past is too twisted, too dark, and has already merged with our souls. I can't walk out, and you can't walk out either."

"After going back up, don't drink all day. Go investigate, complete the investigation you didn't dare to continue, investigate your father, investigate the statue holding a candle."

"Just like I can't escape my instincts, you can't escape this investigation either."

Su Xuan retreated in silence and returned to the coffin. He said nothing.

The time reached the fourth quarter of the midnight hour.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang tidied his clothes, his body floated up, divine light radiated, and his voice spread throughout the entire mass grave.

"The funeral begins!"

The Yin messengers also stood in their positions, with musical instruments like gongs, drums, and suonas in their hands.

Outside the hall, Yin winds blew, and all the Yin spirits in the entire mass grave walked out of their Yin residences and came outside the Three Immortals Hall. In an instant, paper money was everywhere, and the sound of crying filled the ears.

This funeral:

The mighty Fuyuan Chenghuang presides over the funeral rites, the Yin messengers play music with urgent sounds.

Ten thousand ghosts attend the ceremony to celebrate the new life, the path of Yin and Yang remains a mystery.

(End of chapter)