These pieces of news were all told by Yu Chen from the corpse mover on a heavy snowy morning.

It was already the third day after Dao Lian and Da Zhuang were captured.

Early that morning, the corpse movers brought up another corpse.

I heard from him that the corpse was that of an old fish seller in the Hanqiao area. He lay dying at home because he could not withstand the severe cold winter.

The old fish seller had no children and only had the fishy smell to accompany him all his life. When his neighbors saw that he had not been out for several days, they became worried and came to visit him.

Finally, when he opened the door and took a look, he saw the old man lying on the bed, already stiff, and he didn't know when he died.

The old man had no relatives, so naturally the corpse movers had to move it up the mountain.

But after the corpse movers left, Yu Chen stood in front of the grave, looking at the brand new wooden sign, lost in thought.

He closed his eyes and looked directly at the inner scene, only to find that the human being's salvation was ups and downs, and there was no more vision from that night.

A quarter of an hour later, Yu Chen could not bear the severe cold weather at noon and entered the house.

But until the heavy snow stopped and the sun rose three poles high, no new words appeared in the Book of Saviors.

He closed the door and window, took out the book, and showed it.

I saw smoky words reappearing on the endless fog and weird scene.

[Book Holder: Yu Chen]

[Position: None]

[Dao Xing: None]

[Supernatural Power: Paper Man and Paper Horse]

Compared with the last time, there is an additional "paper man and paper horse" in the magical power, which means that Yu Chen has initially mastered the weird paper man and paper horse technique.

As for what happened next, the "last wish" regarding the mandarin cod disappeared completely as the beggar's soul crossed the river.

And when the second corpse was brought up the mountain, no other words appeared.

Sitting on the squeaky bench, Yu Chen lowered his eyes and pondered.

Now, he has basically clarified the function of this so-called saving scripture.

——Transform the dead.

When Yu Chen fulfills the deceased's last wish as the book holder, the book will give Yu Chen some rewards.

The paper man and paper horse were the first rewards he received.

It is also the key to bringing back the sword-faced and the powerful warriors.

But this time, when the body of the old fish seller was carried up the mountain, Yu Chen stood in front of his grave for a long time and did not see the so-called last wish of the deceased.

This made Yu Chen realize something in his heart.

"Could it be that only the dead with obsessions can form the so-called spiritual wishes? Can they be absorbed into the river by the Human Sutra?"

Although there is no conclusive evidence for such a guess, Yu Chen is confident that it is almost certain.

But after a brief moment of disappointment, he smiled freely again.

"That's good. At least it proves that the old fish seller died in peace."

With this thought in mind, Yu Chen stood up and started cooking.

But things in this world happen by chance and are quite unpredictable.

When Yu Chen was obsessed with spiritual vows and the reward of the Sutra of Savioring People, it just didn't come. But when his thoughts became clear and his heart felt relaxed, the palpitating feeling came to his mind again.

Yu Chen followed his instinct and pushed the door open, when he saw a faint light flashing in front of his eyes.

However, the source of this dim light was not the old fish seller who had just been buried, but came from outside the Qingfengling Mausoleum.

"Life must lead to death, people are not destined to die, we were both human yesterday and today, we are in ghost records..." The ups and downs of the elegy echoed in the heavy snow, with a sadness and reluctance to say goodbye to life and death.

Hear his voice first, then see his person.

As the lyrics lingered in his ears, Yu Chen looked up and saw outside the mausoleum, yellow money paper falling with the heavy snow.

An old man dressed as a Taoist priest walked in front, with grandiose steps and strange posture, leading the way.

Behind the old Taoist priest, an old woman in plain clothes had gray hair, red eyes, and wept.

Beside her, a tall young man with a square face also looked sad and silent.

Further behind, there are a few big men with black collars, carrying a yellow wooden square coffin, walking indifferently.

Under the watchful eye of Jiang Nan, a group of people walked into the Qingfeng Mausoleum. The big man carrying the coffin put down the coffin and began to dig the earth; the old Taoist priest waved yellow flags to decorate the ghosts and gods, so that the deceased's path would go smoothly; the old woman and the young man lit incense

Wax, kowtow and kneel down to bid farewell to the deceased.

Half an hour later, he went down the mountain and left.

Only burned paper and burned ashes were left on the ground.

As a gravekeeper at Qingfengling Mausoleum, Yu Chen has long been used to seeing scenes like this.

Different from the beggar who was obsessed with eating mandarin cod and the old fish seller who was brought up by the corpse movers, although most of the deceased buried in Qingfengling Mausoleum were poor, they were mostly people with families and deserved to be buried.

Some relatives sent him to his coffin, and Taoist priests were invited to open the way to the underworld.

In the past few years, Yu Chen has seen too many such separations between life and death.

But what was different from every time in the past was that today, in his eyes, there was a faint light on the brand new grave, which could flicker or fade.

Like a candle flame in the wind.

Yu Chen suddenly realized in his heart that this was the person in the coffin who had a strong wish to succeed.

With a thought in his mind, he held the Scripture of Saving People in his hand.

Then he saw the dim light rising up and turning into a black shadow, following him into the house.

After closing the door and window, Yu Chen sat back on the bed, and the figure stood with his head bowed.

If you look closely, you will see that he has a stooped figure, an old appearance, is wearing a shroud, and his feet do not touch the ground. He is definitely not a living person.

And with the last experience, even if Yu Chen was slightly frightened, he would not be frightened anymore.

He stretched out his hands and opened the Book of Human Beings.

Then he saw golden light coming from the scroll and absorbing the ghost into it.

On the bank of Huangquan River, another ghostly figure stood.

The old and sad cry echoed in my ears.

"I am over 60 years old and have worked hard for half my life. I should have enjoyed the family relationship, but I have a rebellious son. I am not living up to expectations. What a pity!"

At the same time, at the beginning of the volume, the smoked text reappears.

【Nine levels of wishes】

【The Prodigal Son Returns】

[Time limit: thirty-six hours]

[There will be a reward at the end of the matter]

Looking at the words, Yu Chen felt like his world was spinning.

A scene like a revolving lantern appeared before my eyes.

In Weishui County, by the Hanqiao Lake, there was a shoemaker.

This shoemaker was born into a poor family. When he was ten years old, he was sent to apprentice by his parents. He served for two years and learned the skills at the age of twelve. He worked diligently for half his life. After sending away his teacher, he had perfected his shoe repair and shoe making skills. In the Hanqiao area of ​​Weishui County,

It's quite famous.

With fame comes money.

Although repairing and making shoes is a minor pursuit, not as good as studying, practicing martial arts, or doing business, you can still make some money throughout the year.

Later, he set up his own business, married a wife and had children, and became an old shoemaker. Although he was not rich, he at least had enough food and clothing.

In the eyes of outsiders, the old shoemaker's family should be peaceful and peaceful, with no worries about food and clothing.

But it is said that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

The old shoemaker's problem is his son.

This boy has been rebellious since he was a child. He has been literate, cheating and sneaking, but he is actually very talented in Cuju and fighting insects.

It has been like this for more than ten years, and there is no real business.

The old shoemaker wanted him to learn his own trade, but the scoundrel also spent three days fishing and two days drying nets.

The old couple would often get so angry that they would feel dizzy and beat their chests and feet.

But that's all.

Although the old shoemaker didn't make much money in his life, he at least accumulated some money. Not to mention fine clothing and food, it was enough for the rebellious son to marry a wife, have children, and live a peaceful life.

But the bad thing is that he got something he shouldn't have.
To be continued...