"General Lieutenant! Woohoo!"
"Abbott! Woohoo!"
The two brothers, the mourners, were both shocked by the sight of so many people in front of them.
Shocked. Shocked.
The brothers did not forget to continue crying and mourning.
The two grown men were crying in front of him. General Duwei felt uncomfortable. He felt like he was being mourned.
I haven’t seen this Dragon King yet.
It would be unlucky to leave first.
Facing the question from the abbot of Bailong Temple, the white-robed brother among the two mourning brothers continued to kneel at the mouth of the canyon to mourn, and explained the reason with tears. They were using mourning to find a way to survive, and it was very effective.
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"Woo, General Duwei...Abbott, listen carefully...Woo..."
"There are many sounds of broken mirrors in the canyon, approaching us. Wuwu, the harder we two brothers cry, the faster the sound of broken mirrors. Wuwuwu, our brothers are planning to use the Chucai Sutra to cry
Open those hanging coffins in the canyon and cry out for a way out, oh oh oh..."
At this time, the younger brother, who was wearing a black robe, cried so hard that his voice became hoarse: "My brother said it's called the reunion of broken mirrors, and it's a good sign."
General Duwei: "?"
Abbot of Bailong Temple: "?"
Monk Kongming, Monk Hongzhao: "?"
Others: "?"
"Whether it's a reunion after another, I don't know the best, but I'm very curious. There are so many hanging coffins for the victims here. If you two brothers just rely on you to cry out coffins one by one, will you have to mourn for the whole year of the monkey?"
General Duwei looked at the mourning brothers in front of him, and raised his hand with a bit of laughter and pointed at the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him.
The two mourning brothers wailed and said: "This is called sincerity and spirituality, wuwuwu..."
The captain general was really made to feel numb by the mourning of the two brothers in front of him.
Two grown men cried and whined like women.
The most important thing is to cry to him.
If it were an ordinary person, it would have been frightening.
"You two brothers arrived before us, but did you see anyone entering the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of you?" the captain asked.
The two mournful brothers wept and shook their heads.
The captain asked again: "Then you have been mourning here for so long, but have you ever seen a strange female corpse enter this hanging coffin burial canyon?"
The two mournful brothers still wept and shook their heads this time.
This time, the captain asked the mourner how long it had been since they landed ashore. The two brothers finally stopped asking questions and said sobbingly: "...General captain, we two brothers have been ashore since they landed.
, I have been crying at the mouth of the canyon, "Chu Cao Sutra"... probably not four moments, but three moments... I have never seen anyone come ashore... and entered the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of me."
The two brothers knelt down at the mouth of the canyon and continued to mourn into the canyon. They cried harder and more piously than they did for their ancestors at the funeral. They cried to the ground at the sound of broken mirrors in the canyon. Their throats became hoarse and their eyes became red and swollen from crying.
"Abbott, what do you think about the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of you?" The captain turned to look at the abbot of Bailong Temple who had been silent and carefully looked at the hanging coffins on the cliffs on both sides.
The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, General Duwei, even I can't see through the canyon in front of me. It's like looking at a mandala through the bank of mist."
"As the saying goes, there is a specialization in a profession."
"I'm just a monk who stays in the temple to eat, chant, and meditate on Buddhist scriptures. I can't help with this matter of dealing with coffins. I'm afraid we really have to rely on these two donors to help us cry out for a way out this time.
Come."
"Monks don't lie."
"I really can't see through it, so I don't want to take action without risking people's lives."
"Amitabha."
The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows.
In fact, let alone the abbot of Bailong Temple who couldn't see through the reality of the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him, even the captain general himself couldn't see through the reality of the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him after staring at it for a while.
In the eyes of him and the abbot of Bailong Temple, these hanging coffin burials were probably just hanging coffin burials with a gloomier atmosphere.
But in the eyes of the two mourner brothers, who are good at dealing with all kinds of dead people, they can often see more than them.
The canyon in front of them was filled with hanging coffins and burials. There must have been some weirdness and danger that they didn't notice, or else the two mourning brothers would have been beaten to death without daring to enter rashly.
At this time, the mourning brothers were kneeling at the mouth of the canyon, still sobbing and mourning into the canyon.
That pious look was more pious than others crying for their ancestors at the grave.
Maybe it's true that sincerity leads to spiritual success.
The sound of broken mirrors in the canyon became more and more intense.
The captain's eyes were astonished: "He is indeed a mourner, he can make the dead cry alive. Could it be that the approaching noises in the canyon are really the victims in the hanging coffins who were moved by the sincerity of the mourners?"
Is there really such a thing as reunion among mourners?"
The captain nodded thoughtfully.
At this time, even the abbot of Bailong Temple looked at the two mourning brothers kneeling at the mouth of the canyon and said with emotion: "Amitabha, I heard that there are many types of mourning mourners, depending on the occasion and environment.
One of the effects of mourning is to praise the deceased's merits, knock on the door of hell, and send people on their way to peace of mind."
"This 'Chu Material Sutra' can help you cry for a way out. I'm afraid this is the effect."
"It's hard for these two benefactors to mourn and hold funerals for the people in the canyon. But we are not mourners, we don't know how to mourn, and we can't help in any way."
The captain snorted.
"...I won't cry in mourning either..."
"It seems that this time we really have to rely on these two mourning brothers to help us cry out a way out."
But just as the captain finished speaking, a subordinate suddenly pointed in the direction he was coming from and said, "General, there are fires floating behind us. Could it be that someone is approaching the shore again?"
Hear the words.
Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction behind them.
In the dark underground world, there was indeed a little firelight, swaying in the dark mid-air. It looked like the light of a torch dancing in the darkness.
This underground world is dark and empty.
When a person walks in this empty and silent underground world, every time he steps, he can always hear the crisp echo of walking in the empty cave.
Snap.
Snap.
The firelight danced in the darkness.
He was actually walking this way too.
"Woo, brother, woo, someone has come ashore again, woo woo..."
The younger brother in black robes among the two mourners secretly said to his elder brother.
"Don't say anything. If you are sincere, you will cry, woo woo woo..."
The two of them continued to cry in the direction of the canyon. Even if their throats were broken by crying today, the two brothers must cry their way out.
…
Not long after the two brothers finished speaking, a lame man with an eyebrow raised, holding a torch, broke the black fog and peaceful silence, and joined the captain and the others.
It's the Kuixing Kickfighter.
There was a lot of blood on Kuixing Kidou's body. It looked like he had just experienced a life-and-death battle and finally managed to fight his way out.
"General Duwei, it is you who are here as expected!" Kuixing Kidou limped over happily as soon as he saw so many people gathered here and it was so lively.
"I saw so many rafts on the shore and saw a lot of firelight. At that time, I thought that General Duwei must have led people down to the Yinyi River!"
"I saw the abbot and the two eminent monks from Bailong Temple. I didn't expect everyone to gather here. So I saw a fire here and rushed over immediately."
To be continued...