Chapter 159

Shitou, possessed by the power of the Xi Gui, hadn't even reacted before the few barbarian soldiers in front of him had already been collected by the corpse-collecting paper figure.

"Ma-Master?"

Shitou, whose heart had been full of righteous indignation, saw the corpse-collecting paper figure dispose of the barbarian soldiers with a casual wave, and he was instantly stunned in place.

Only then did he realize that he had been too impulsive just now; how could these barbarian soldiers possibly be a match for his Master?

"Pat, pat!"

The corpse-collecting paper figure gently patted his shoulder to show encouragement, then continued walking forward.

"De-dead?"

"We're saved! We're finally saved!"

"An expert! We've met an expert!"

"......"

However, at this time, the other commoners, seeing the corpse-collecting paper figure easily dispose of the barbarian soldiers who had been chasing them, immediately emerged with a sense of having survived a disaster.

The commoners who had just scattered like birds and beasts immediately rushed back to pick up their luggage and find their children; there were even some shrewd people who wanted to come over and curry favor.

However, the corpse-collecting paper figure did not want to be their bodyguard, so it had no intention of stopping.

Behind it, the three disciples were quite clear about their Master's personality, so they spoke loudly to the commoners running over:

"Fellow elders and folks, you'd better hurry and leave! Who knows when those barbarians will chase after us again!"

"That's right, we're heading outside Yunzhou City; we'll bid you all farewell here!"

Hearing their words, the surrounding commoners immediately stopped in their tracks, then told Shitou and the others in an extremely anxious tone.

"You can't go there, those barbarians have attacked!"

"Little brothers, you must be careful; those barbarians kill without blinking, even if that Master has great abilities, he can't withstand them having so many people!"

"Sigh, I heard the barbarian army has already surrounded Yunzhou City; it's extremely dangerous over there!"

"......"

Hearing the words of these commoners, the three disciples' faces also turned somewhat pale, but their confidence in their Master ultimately overcame their fear of those barbarian soldiers.

"My, my Master has left!"

"Go, go, go, we won't be able to catch up later!"

"Fellow elders and folks, you should hurry and flee yourselves, don't worry about us!"

Shitou, Goudan, and Xiaohui saw that the corpse-collecting paper figure was about to walk far away, so they immediately broke away from the crowd and continued to chase after it.

"Sigh, these children don't understand!"

"We ourselves are like mud bodhisattvas crossing a river, what's the use of worrying about so much?"

"......"

Watching the few people leaving in a hurry, some kind-hearted commoners couldn't help but sigh, but in the end, they still carried their bags and bundles, dragging their families along as they headed south.

On the road, the corpse-collecting paper figure saw the corpses of commoners who had been killed at will by barbarian soldiers, so it directly opened the corpse-wrapping bag and loaded them all inside.

Shitou and the others who had caught up were somewhat speechless at this scene; this Master was good in every way, except that whenever he saw a corpse, he would start working...

But being speechless was useless; they also hurriedly helped immediately. Now, even Xiaohui, a young girl, could nimbly collect corpses.

If they encountered corpses that had been torn apart by wolf-beasts or had their limbs severed by barbarian soldiers, they would also perform simple stitching.

At the same time, they would keep for themselves any copper coins, silver money, jewelry, or dry rations they found on the corpses.

According to the teachings of the corpse-collecting paper figure, the wealth on these corpses abandoned in the wilderness was their reward.

After all, if left alone, no one would care for these corpses, and eventually, they would either be eaten by wild beasts or transform into Gui and kill people everywhere; the corpse collectors taking some wealth from the corpses could be considered a reward.

"Shitou, why did you charge up just now?"

While they were busy, Goudan quietly asked Shitou; when those barbarians were killing their way toward them just now, he and Xiaohui had truly been terrified.

"Hehe, my brain just got hot; those bastards actually dared to slash at our Master, I couldn't tolerate that!"

Shitou casually stuffed a corpse shot dead by arrows into the corpse-wrapping bag, then answered somewhat blankly.

"I saw you use a God-Inviting Talisman, how did it feel? Master said what we invited was the ancestor of us corpse collectors; with his help, we don't have to fear anything!"

Xiaohui was also somewhat curious; they naturally couldn't use things like God-Inviting Talismans casually, and even for corpse-transformations, they used talismans like Corpse-Suppressing Talismans or Evil-Driving Talismans.

"It felt incredibly powerful! I felt like I could beat a cow to death, it's just that it was a bit cold. Master was right to make us practice martial arts, otherwise, I'd definitely get sick every time I used it!"

Shitou described it with his limited vocabulary, leaving the other two disciples stunned.

"Hiss~ That awesome? Next time I want to try it too!"

"Pat~ Ouch!"

Goudan's eyes lit up and he looked eager to try, but the next moment he was tapped on the back by someone.

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In the gravedigger's small courtyard, Lin Feng watched the sunset gradually descend; he knew in his heart that Yunzhou definitely could not be held, not even if the barbarian saints didn't make a move.

"It's just as well that I got some barbarian corpses and border army corpses back; I'll see what exactly happened then."

Arranging for the corpse-collecting paper figure to go over was not just for the corpses; more importantly, Lin Feng wanted to figure out the strength of the barbarians.

Relying on various rumors was ultimately unreliable, but through the corpses of the barbarian soldiers, one could have a more thorough understanding of the barbarians.

"Woof, woof~"

Just as Lin Feng was thinking about these things, Wangcai ran toward him, and at the same time, the aroma of meat wafted out from the kitchen.

Today, this guy ran into the mountains and somehow caught a half-grown wild boar; when he brought it back, it made Old Quezi overjoyed.

"Alright, alright, I'll give you more to eat in a while!"

Lin Feng rubbed Wangcai's dog head, then walked toward the kitchen.

Heaven and earth are vast, but eating is the most important thing. After eating and drinking his fill, the sky had grown dark, so Lin Feng went straight to Xinglong Ling.

"Starting from today, bury twice as many corpses every day. I don't know how many people will die in the northern war; in the short term, there will only be more and more corpses..."

Looking at the lonely graveyard before him, Lin Feng adjusted his plan.

Not counting other places, just the corpses from Yunzhou today already exceeded one hundred, and there would certainly be more to come.

"Crunch, crunch."

Accompanied by the burial of each corpse, a large number of life experiences began to appear before Lin Feng's eyes.

However, Lin Feng could not remember the memories of so many people all at once; beside him, a Shuzhuan Gui began to continuously record what Lin Feng saw into books.

"The situation of the barbarians is actually this serious?"

Accompanied by the burial of several barbarian soldiers' corpses, Lin Feng soon had a relatively thorough understanding of the situation within the barbarians.

This race was not as it appeared; in reality, the interior was also full of various problems, with constant conflicts between large and small tribes.

And this year, just as winter began, a white-hair wind started blowing within the barbarian territory, and a large number of livestock and barbarian people were frozen to death. To find a way to survive, the largest barbarian tribe, Wutalu, began to summon the leaders of other tribes to send troops south together.

Soon, Lin Feng opened his eyes; he basically knew the situation of the barbarians, and he could be considered to have an understanding of the specific war.

The breaking of Liangzhou was definitely not because the border army's combat effectiveness was poor, but because the barbarian saints made their move without any obstruction.

"Incense Temple, Barbarians, Three Saints, Incense Master, Fierce King..."

These pieces of information flashed through Lin Feng's mind, and in the end, all the clues were connected.

"Heh, if there wasn't collusion between the inside and outside here, it would be impossible for it to be such a coincidence~"

Having figured out the ins and outs of these things, Lin Feng's expression became somewhat mocking.

However, the Incense Master who could lead these things had quite terrifying strength and layout capabilities!

"Continue! I'll soon break through the five-hundred-year internal energy barrier!"

Shaking his head, Lin Feng cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and continued to bury the corpses.

Soon, two hundred corpses were buried by him; the swelling internal energy in his body made Lin Feng almost unable to handle it, and he had to immediately practice his martial arts.