The rabbit demon blew away the poisonous mist, and its body fell slowly.
Those who didn't turn into bones immediately fell down.
Looking at the pale human bones here, Yang Xiaobao had an indescribable feeling.
"Master, are you okay?" The rabbit demon walked up to Yang Xiaobao and asked.
Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "I'm fine."
He stared at the rabbit demon and asked strangely: "Why do you want to save me? In fact, you can watch me die in the hands of this old man, and then you will be free."
"Because you are my master, and I will not let others kill you. And it was you who released me from the hole in the ground."
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, this was something he didn't expect.
"Okay, then we don't owe each other." Yang Xiaobao said.
The rabbit demon took out the snow snake gallbladder, absorbed some energy, and his face slowly returned to rosy.
"The master gave me this snow snake gall, so that I can save you. Otherwise, today..."
Yang Xiaobao thought of the danger just now and sighed deeply.
"I want to ask, after living for such a long time, do you know how to deal with this kind of situation?"
He didn't want to encounter such a dangerous situation again.
"This is a kind of corpse exorcism technique. It originated from the corpse exorcism sect, but it was developed on the basis of corpse exorcism. As for the spell of corpse exorcism, I am not too clear." The rabbit demon answered honestly.
Yang Xiaobao searched in his cognitive system and found no knowledge about corpse exorcism.
He was a little puzzled, wondering why the mountain god didn't input any knowledge about this aspect.
"This kind of corpse-exorcism technique is a heretical practice and does not enter the mainstream." The rabbit demon said, "Generally, people who know this kind of magic are not very good at heart."
Yang Xiaobao nodded, remembering the evil spirit he inhaled with the bronze mirror that night.
It seems that the old man I met today is not following the right path.
I guess this is also the reason why Shanshen didn't input anything about this aspect.
"Master, what should I do with these bones?" the rabbit demon asked.
Yang Xiaobao looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "You don't have to worry about it. I'll let the villagers bury them now."
"Let's hold a ritual ceremony." The rabbit demon suggested.
Yang Xiaobao nodded. Regarding the rituals, the mountain god had input.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yang Xiaobao asked the rabbit demon to hide in the mountains.
He called Wang Wen and asked him to take the villagers on a trip to the mountain.
Twenty minutes later, Wang Wen and the villagers arrived at the mountain.
When they saw the corpses here, they were all shocked and turned pale with fear.
It is estimated that few people have seen such a scene.
"Xiaobao...hey, what's going on?" Wang Wen asked.
"Xiaobao, why did these bones emerge from the grave?"
the villagers asked.
Some people hide far away because of fear and dare not come forward.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Someone deliberately made them come out."
"Who is so shameless? He would do such a thing as dig up people's ancestral graves!"
"That's right, this kind of person should be cut to death by a thousand cuts!"
Yang Xiaobao waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't say any angry words. Let's think about what to do."
"Xiaobao, tell me, what should I do?"
Everyone looked at Yang Xiaobao, hoping to attract attention.
After all, with so many corpses, it’s hard to tell which one belongs to which tomb.
Yang Xiaobao thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise, let's build a tomb for a thousand people and put all the bones in one grave."
Wang Wen and the people in the village looked at each other.
"This is not a bad idea, but we must discuss it with the villagers." Wang Wen said, "After all, this is a village matter."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said: "Then you call the whole village to discuss, call all the people you can, and find someone to buy some yellow paper, some ghost coins, some incense, candles, and firecrackers."
The things he mentioned were all things used to offer sacrifices to the dead.
"Don't worry, you will definitely buy whatever you can buy." Wang Wen said.
Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "Prepare another piece of white paper and a writing brush."
"good."
Half an hour later, almost everyone who could reach Stone Village had arrived.
Everyone was very shocked when they saw the thousands of corpses in front of them.
Many people stepped back in fear, and few dared to come forward.
Wang Wen told everyone Yang Xiaobao's idea, and everyone nodded in agreement.
This is the best way and the only way.
Without further delay, the villagers in Shitou Village took shovels and started digging the grave.
Soon, a very large tomb appeared in the cemetery.
Yang Xiaobao directed everyone to gather the bones and place them in the tomb.
Then Yang Xiaobao performed a ritual and wrote a spell on a piece of white paper.
This spell was entered into his mind by the mountain god, and its name is called the Requiem Curse.
After writing this incantation, Yang Xiaobao lit it in the tomb and let the ashes be buried with them.
With this spell, even if the old man comes again, he will not wake up these bones again.
Finally, everyone lit incense and set off firecrackers before starting to bury it.
All this was done in a very solemn atmosphere.
After all this was over, the villagers walked down the mountain one after another.
"There have been too many strange things happening on this mountain recently."
"Yeah, it looks like it's better to go up the mountain less often in the future."
"What are you afraid of? Every time we come here, we burn incense and worship our ancestors. Our ancestors will bless us."
The villagers were talking as they walked.
"Xiaobao, I think since you have contracted this mountain, why not find a way to seal it."
Wang Wen and Yang Xiaobao walked at the back, and he suggested to Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said: "It's not easy to seal such a big mountain."
"But, I'm afraid that if someone turns around and goes up the mountain again, someone will be killed, which will be troublesome." Wang Wen said with some worry.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Village chief, don't worry. If this matter spreads, I guess no one will dare to come to the mountain again."
"I hope so." Wang Wen sighed.
At the same time, on the highway heading to Spring City, Shi Ran was lying in the back seat of the off-road vehicle, his face pale.
The chest area of his clothes was stained red with blood.
He took a pill and his breath calmed down.
Jia Liang, who was sitting next to him, had an anxious look on his face.
I thought that Yang Xiaobao was dead this time, but I didn't expect that a banshee was killed in the end.
"I really didn't expect that this banshee is so powerful." Jia Liang finally sighed.
"Humph, this Yang Xiaobao, I really underestimated him."
After Shi Ran said this, he coughed a few times.
"Brother, are you okay?" Jia Liang said quickly.
Shi Ran waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Where are we going now?"
"Go to Spring City. Someone will help us arrange a place there. We can wait until you recover from your injury before leaving."