I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

The next morning.

At Zi village.

The village head's house.

Qiao ciguang brought Shi Wanli and his four junior sisters over.

Originally, she wanted to come alone, but considering yesterday's experience, if she was not there, Shi Wanli and his four junior sisters might not have good luck again.

Therefore, he decided to bring the five of them along.

As for the affairs of the residence, they were temporarily handed over to fairy Yumeng.

"Good Morning, foreigner." The white-haired old man heard the commotion and looked around the room. He immediately put down what he was doing and came out to welcome them.

His attitude was much warmer than yesterday, and his expression seemed to be very grateful to Qiao ciguang and the others.

Qiao ciguang was a little confused, but business was more important, so he immediately asked,"May I ask when the funeral will begin? if we want to observe the ceremony and pay our respects, what should we pay attention to?"

"Don't worry, miss," the village chief said."The funeral will only begin at noon. However, it's best not to enter the main house unless it's related. If he wanted to attend the ceremony, he could do it anywhere. When they're ready, the funeral procession will pass by every house in the village."

"Just remember, don't have any contact with the team, and don't speak."

Qiao ciguang nodded thoughtfully. They didn't go straight to old Xu's house for the funeral early in the morning but came to find the village chief because Shi Wanli had entered old Xu's house yesterday and met with an accident.

"Now, stay here." She immediately transmitted a message to Shi Wanli and her four junior sisters, " when the funeral procession passes by, we will follow them. &Quot;

When the five of them heard this, they all nodded their heads without changing their expressions.

Therefore, at the village chief's invitation, they took a seat in the central room and began to chat with him.

However, the village chief was very tight-lipped and only talked about farming. He did not mention anything about the village's origin or the village's matters ...

At this moment, the door of old Xu's house was tightly shut, and the green couplets were as bright as new.

A hunchbacked old woman carrying a bamboo basket covered with a black cloth and four men dressed in different clothes staggered to the door.

This old woman was the wailing woman who lived along the river.

As for these four men, they were rogue cultivators specially selected by fairy Yu Meng. They were still children and were only at the Qi cultivation stage.

These four itinerant cultivators still didn't know what had happened yesterday. Fairy Yumeng had only told them that it was Qiao zhenchuan's order for them to follow this wailing woman!

This floating island was too strange. Originally, the difference in strength between rogue cultivators and disciples of large sects was already very wide.

Not to mention, the few of them hadn't even reached the foundation establishment stage.

Now, only by following su zhentian's disciple would they have a chance of survival.

Now, she naturally didn't dare to disobey Qiao ciguang's orders. Moreover, su zhentian was from the righteous path and had a reputation outside. She had never harmed a rogue cultivator before.

Hence, they dared to take the risk to come here.

The door was right in front of her, but the wailing woman had no intention of pushing the door open. Instead, she carefully put down the bamboo basket in her hand, then removed the black cloth and took out a pair of Wild Geese.

This pair of Wild Geese had bright feathers, and their entire bodies were tightly bound by five-colored silk sashes. Even their beaks were bound several times, making them unable to cry out.

The wailing woman's expression was solemn and a little nervous.

She held the pair of Wild Geese with both hands and gently placed them on the threshold in front of the closed door. She then took out two bells from her bosom. The bells were originally stuffed with something and could not make a sound.

At this moment, the mourning woman pulled out the cloth she had stuffed in and hung the bell on the neck of the Wild Goose. She then said in a low voice, " "Kneel down."

As he said that, he knelt down first with a "plop" and bowed deeply, his forehead directly touching the ground.

The four rogue cultivators looked at each other, but soon, they followed suit and kneeled on the ground, their foreheads touching the mud.

After a short while, he heard the soft sound of a bell.

As if someone was casually fiddling with it, the bell became louder and louder, and even the painful cries of The Wild Geese began to mix in.

The four individual cultivators were secretly shocked. The Wild Goose's beak was clearly tied up, but how did it cry?

They wanted to look up, but when they thought of the strangeness of the village, they didn't dare to.

After a long time, the sound of the bells and the chirping of the geese gradually disappeared. The mourning woman waited for a moment, and only when she heard the door open with a creak did she secretly heave a sigh of relief. She crawled up and said,"Alright, let's go in."

"Granny, What's this?" The four individual cultivators also stood up and glanced at the threshold, but they saw that the goose and the bell had disappeared. Instead, a few bloodstained feathers fell on the edge of the threshold, causing their pupils to shrink.

The four of them looked at each other and asked tentatively.

The wailing woman sighed and said,"this is the rule of the village. You can't break into an empty room unless the empty room invites you ..."

"Otherwise, whoever enters old Xu's family now will die."

She had no intention of explaining in detail. She shook her head, crossed the threshold, and entered the house.

The four secret practitioners frowned but still followed.

The wailing woman did not linger in the main house. She headed straight for the backyard with a clear goal.

In the backyard, three coffins were quietly placed.

She wasn't surprised at all. She put down the basket and took out a bundle. After opening it, there was a blood-red wedding dress, two sets of red dresses, and some makeup.

"Open the lid of the coffin, I'll tidy up their appearance." The wailing woman picked up the Rouge and powder ring and instructed the four wandering cultivators.

The wandering cultivators didn't have much of a reaction to the corpses. After all, as cultivators, they had seen many dead people. The corpses of mortals couldn't arouse their interest at all.

However, when he saw the things in her hands, he was rather surprised. Wearing a red wedding dress for a funeral? Pearl Flower hairpins?

However, with the wailing woman's urging, the four of them still opened the three coffins and watched as the wailing woman applied makeup to the bodies in the coffins.

Her movements were very skilled, and her hands and feet were so nimble that she didn't seem like an old woman of her age. However, even though she tried her best to hide it, there was still a faint tension and fear in her expression.

The four rogue cultivators stood at the side and looked at this scene. Their hearts trembled slightly. They felt that this mission was not as easy as fairy Yu Meng had said ...

However, they did not dare to leave without permission.

&Quot; the makeup is done, " the mourning woman said. &Quot; help her up. It's time to comb her hair. &Quot;

As she spoke, she took out a comb inlaid with gold and treasures from her bag. The comb was about the size of a palm, so gorgeous that it didn't fit in with her spotted hand and the simple environment around her.

The four wandering cultivators couldn't help but take a second look. They immediately discovered that there were many runes engraved on the comb. It was a magical treasure!

A Dharma Treasure actually appeared in this place!

Moreover, it was in the hands of an old mortal woman who had no cultivation at all?

The four wandering cultivators were suddenly filled with greed. They only calmed down when their eyes fell on the three mortal corpses. They exchanged a look and decided to wait until the mourning was over before making a plan.

At this moment, the mourning woman stood behind the little girl who was the first to be helped up. As she combed her yellow hair with a magical treasure comb, she sang in a sobbing tone, " &Quot; the first comb combed to the end of the hair, the second combed to the eyebrows, the third combed to the ground with children and grandchildren, the fourth combed to be forever tied together, the fifth combed to be harmonious with the old man, the sixth combed to be blessed, the seventh combed to be able to avoid disaster, the eighth combed to be able to reap great benefits, the ninth combed to be able to enjoy all kinds of delicacies, and the tenth combed to be free of any taboos. &Quot;

After combing for the tenth time, the dead little girl suddenly opened her eyes!