I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

After the funeral procession left the village, they headed straight in a certain direction without any twists and turns.

But right now, Qiao ciguang was not walking in a straight line. Instead, it was as if he was walking through a maze. Sometimes he would turn left, sometimes he would turn right, and sometimes he would turn around and walk backward. And every time he walked a certain distance, he would stand in place for a moment before continuing.

After a while, the view in front of them suddenly brightened up, and the fog thinned a lot.

He saw a small hill in front of him. On the hill, there were many mounds, big and small.

This was an extremely large Cemetery.

At this moment, the chief of Zi village was leading the villagers and many wandering cultivators to dig a hole in the cemetery. From the number of chambers they had dug, they were preparing to bury the three coffins and the four bodies on the bed boards.

Qiao ciguang and the others concealed their figures and auras as they peeked from a distance.

"Why are those wandering cultivators in the funeral procession?" Ruan Yang's gaze flickered. She sized up the crowd for a moment and suddenly let out a soft " huh " and transmitted her voice.

&Quot; I don't know ... &Quot; Chu Hanbei guessed. &Quot; could it be that they went to the village chief to ask for information in private, so ... &Quot;

"That's impossible." Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Shi Wanli. He transmitted his voice, " Junior Sister Chu has been in the sect for a long time and rarely interacts with rogue cultivators. You might not know them well. &Quot;

&Quot; these itinerant cultivators are a motley crew. They're greedy, but they value their lives. &Quot;

"After what happened to me yesterday, even Senior Sister Qiao treated me with caution, let alone these rogue cultivators?"

"Unless it's a matter of life and death, or an opportunity is right in front of them, they would never dare to take such a risk."

"Otherwise, why would you follow Senior Sister Qiao from the moment you stepped onto the island and refuse to leave?"

Qiao ciguang's heart sank when he heard this, but he immediately understood the reason why the chief of Zi village was so grateful to them.

Yesterday, the village chief had asked the eulogist to find someone to accompany her during the funeral, but she didn't agree.

However, it was clear that the Rogue cultivators had satisfied the needs of the Zi village!

The only person who could do this behind her back was probably fairy Yumeng.

However, this matter could only be discussed when they returned. There were still important matters to attend to.

Just as the few of them were discussing through voice transmission, the people of Zi village had already dug the grave and buried the coffin and bed board. Next, they carried out a simple ceremony. The mourning woman took the lead and wailed for a while. It seemed that the time had come. She suddenly stopped and stood up. She whispered a few words to the village chief. The entire group immediately began to pack their things and returned in twos and threes.

The funeral had ended, and from the looks of it, they were planning to return to the village.

Qiao ciguang and the others hid at the side and waited patiently.

Finally, after a while, when everyone was far away, they released the spell and entered the cemetery.

When they arrived in front of the seven graves with fresh soil, Qiao ciguang said in a deep voice,"The things that the living won't say may not necessarily be the case for the dead. Since Zi village went through so much trouble to bury the corpse here, perhaps there is a secret or a clue within the corpse."

Hearing this, Ruan Zhi hurriedly said,"Senior Sister, you don't have to do it for such a small matter. I can do it."

"No!" However, Qiao ciguang shook his head and refused. He instructed, " none of you are allowed to do anything. I'll do it alone. If I do it, I can guarantee that I'll be fine. &Quot;

She was a direct disciple of the suzhen sect, and the word "direct" meant that a disciple of this level was qualified to receive the true inheritance of the sect.

Even for a top sect in the Panhu realm, which had many high-level cultivators, such a junior would be valued and treasured.

The status of a core disciple of a demonic sect wasn't low, not to mention that su zhentian was a member of a righteous sect.

Hence, Qiao ciguang still had a number of trump cards that he had yet to use, so he naturally had no fear at this moment.

However, these junior sisters were different. Even if they had some life-saving means given by their Masters, they might not have the strength to last until they used them.

She had always given orders to her peers in the sect. Now that she had a serious expression, Ruan Yang and the others didn't dare to say anything even though they wanted to help.

After stopping his companions, Qiao ciguang turned towards the seven graves and bowed to each of them seriously. He said,"I'm sorry, I've offended you today."

With a wave of his hand, a huge, translucent palm suddenly appeared above the three burial mounds in the middle. It casually grabbed at the burial mounds that the people of Zi village had spent a long time building, and they were immediately grabbed, revealing three coffins inside.

The coffin was exposed to the broad daylight, but Qiao ciguang did not continue to move. Instead, he waited patiently.

After a while, he realized that he was fine. He flicked his finger, and the lids of the three coffins, which were firmly nailed to the ground, were lifted by a force.

The five of them immediately looked into the coffins, but the next moment, they saw that the three coffins were empty. There was nothing inside!

They were stunned.

Qiao ciguang was the first to react and immediately opened the other four graves as well. He discovered that there was only a thin coffin made temporarily from a bed board inside. It was so crudely made that it even had a gap as wide as two fingers. There was also no corpse in the thin coffin.

She glanced at the graves around her and dug up another old grave. When she opened the coffin, it was empty!

Seeing this, Shi Wanli also started to dig the tomb. Ruan Yang and the other three also joined in.

Soon, more than half of the graves on the hill had been dug out. All the coffins were the same, empty. There was no corpse in any of the coffins.

"This one is also ... It's all ...!" Zhong Shizhu furrowed her brows, " could it be that no one died in this village? The funeral was just for us to see?"

"No!" Shi Wanli shook his head and said in a deep voice, " yesterday, I saw clearly in the coffins in old Xu's backyard. There were corpses lying in all three coffins, and livor mortis had already appeared. Therefore, someone must have died!"

&Quot; however, as for why the corpse disappeared ... I'm not sure. &Quot;

"Could it be that they only carried the coffin and the body is still in old Xu's house?" Chu Hanbei suggested.

Zhang Jing thought for a moment and said,"there are some loose cultivators in the funeral procession." Let's hurry back and ask them about it. "

Everyone pondered for a moment and nodded. Qiao ciguang then instructed,"Bury the coffins and clean up the grave."

"Yes, Senior Sister." Ruan Yang and the others quickly agreed. Shi Wanli also attacked.

Just as they were nimbly restoring the cemetery, Qiao ciguang's gaze suddenly focused and he raised his head to look around.

However, the fog that had just faded around them had suddenly become dense again.

And it was approaching the cemetery step by step.

Goo ... Goo ... Goo ...

It was unknown what bird's cry was, but it was resentful and ghastly as it came from the depths of the fog, adding a bit of strangeness to it.

"Hurry up!" Qiao ciguang's expression became serious. With a thought, hundreds of large, translucent hands appeared above the cemetery and quickly buried the remaining coffins. After that, she brought Shi Wanli and her four junior sisters and quickly left.

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Sang village.

In the midst of the joyous music, the bridal procession slowly returned to the village.

"To pick up the bride! It's time to pick up the bride!" Children dressed in colorful clothes surrounded the group, clapping their hands, jumping around, and shouting, " Hello, bride! The bride is beautiful ... The bride should give birth to a son soon! &Quot;

"Good, good." In the line, the village head's family's servants joyfully pulled out the Kasaya they had prepared earlier. They took out all kinds of sweets and cakes and scattered them towards the children.

The children laughed and fought to pick it up. They then chased after PEI Ling's white Horse and shouted, &Quot; it's good that he's a bridegroom. He's a handsome man ... He'll be rich and have a long life! &Quot;

PEI Ling's expression was grave. This time, when they went out of the village to welcome the bride, other than the reinforcements from Zi village, he did not see the guards of Zi village's wedding ceremony.

But now, all the villagers were acting as if they had already received their bride.

Unsurprisingly, the funeral procession was here to " marry " sang village's daughter.

Perhaps seeing that he didn't react to the children's lip service, two servants squeezed over and helped him distribute the fruit cakes. They said, " "The bride and groom are a match made in heaven ..."

"A match made in heaven, a match set in heaven!" Hearing this, the children repeated.

The servant threw out another handful of fruit pancakes and shouted, " "A perfect couple, a perfect match ..."

"A perfect couple, a perfect match!" The child's clear voice sounded.

In the midst of the noise, the team had already passed through the village and stopped in front of the village head's house.

A servant had been waiting there for a long time. He stepped forward and pulled the White Horse's reins, indicating for PEI Ling to get off the horse.

After PEI Ling got off the horse, a Ruyi with gold, Jade, and auspicious cloud patterns was handed over to him from the side, asking him to lift the curtain.

He frowned and thought for a moment, but he still did as he was told.

The curtain of the palanquin was pulled open, and three figures were sitting in the originally empty palanquin!

The one in the middle was particularly petite. It looked like a child less than ten years old, wearing a blood-red wedding dress, a veil on his head, and holding a Jade bottle with a twisted flower pattern.

The Jade bottle was a foot tall, and because the child was too young, it seemed very difficult to hold it.

On her left and right, there were two adults sitting there. Judging from their figures, one was tall and the other was petite. They were all wearing red dresses and blindfolds. They seemed to be holding nothing in their hands. Their sleeves were rolled up, and the hem of their dresses covered their silk shoes, not revealing any skin.

The three figures seemed to have noticed that the curtain of the carriage was lifted. They moved but did not take any further action.

Seeing this, PEI Ling instantly thought of the marriage customs of the secular world and his expression changed slightly. Could it be that he had to carry these three so-called brides out?

Fortunately, at this moment, the servant who had scattered the sugar earlier took the lead and shouted, " "Bride, hurry her out!"

"Bride, hurry her out!" The children who got the fruit cake scrambled to respond, and many villagers also joined in the fun and shouted. In the noise, the three figures finally continued to move.

... She stood up straight.

PEI Ling used the ruyi scepter to hook the curtain of the sedan, his brows furrowing even more. Although these three people were dressed exquisitely and had complicated clothes, and their heads were covered at this moment, he could tell at a glance that they were just three corpses!

Furthermore, the aura of the tall adult was clearly of the yin and yang attribute. It was a man!

As expected.

Sang village welcomed the bride, and the bride they welcomed was the corpse that was buried at Zi village's funeral.

Just as PEI Ling coldly watched the three of them walk out of the bridal sedan with the girl in the lead, another four male corpses walked out from behind the sedan.

They were still wearing their own robes, but their faces were covered in makeup, showing signs of dressing up. Their eyes were dead gray, and they followed the girl and the other two silently, like concubines who were getting married.

PEI Ling lowered the curtain of the sedan and watched as they stepped on the brocade mat laid out by the village chief's house and walked in. He muttered to himself, " "It's a happy occasion, but you're marrying a dead person ..."

"So, this village is full of ghosts!"

"Even ... Me?"