Chuanyun hurriedly took away the bodies of Dahuang and Bai Sanlang before anyone came, and quickly left through the passage where the old woman came from. Before leaving, he threw the dead wood scepter and the dagger into the small space.
We didn't stop to rest until we were far away from Gushu Village. The moon was gradually setting in the west and the cold wind was biting.
"Ah!" Dahuang sneezed, shook his head, and accidentally threw his master off his back.
It immediately became panicked, like a child who had done something wrong, and had no choice but to ask Chuanyun for help: "Wow... (Doudou...master)"
Chuanyun looked at Bai Sanlang's little face that had turned black and blue, as if his blood had been frozen. She gave Dahuang a calm look and signaled it to take a rest.
She was wondering if after Bai Sanlang was buried, the black mist would take this opportunity to seize his body.
Rhubarb whined when he saw this. Maybe he was really tired. He lay down with his head on his paws and stared at the hazy moon in the sky. He raised his head and said "woo woo... woof"
It barked, like a wolf howling or a dog barking. It was extremely loud in the middle of the night. It screamed and cried again.
Chuanyun just watched quietly, feeling a little depressed. She was indeed sad that Bai Sanlang died, but it was only temporary. The dead was gone, and the living still had to live their lives.
Now it was better to bury Bai Sanlang as soon as possible. As for Black Mist, she couldn't control that much. She couldn't guard his body for the rest of her life!
She glanced around and found that there were mountains and rivers, the feng shui was very good, and the loose soil was also very friendly to her, so she decided to bury Bai Sanlang here.
Rhubarb was still sad, so Chuanyun didn't bother it. He picked a square piece of land and started digging with his claws.
When he was tired from digging, he lay down in the pit to rest for a while. After he recovered, he continued digging. Rhubarb was sad for a while, until he noticed the movement. He stood up with a "swish" and ran to the edge of the small pit, looking down at the river that was digging the pit below.
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Chuan Yun noticed the approach of Rhubarb, stopped his movements and nodded towards Rhubarb. He looked naive, but his eyes were very serious, and then he continued digging with his head attentively.
Dahuang seemed to suddenly understand the purpose of the pit, and started digging with his claws. After all, Dahuang was several times larger than Chuanyun, and the speed of digging the hole was more than ten times that of her, which saved a lot of effort.
After two hours of hard work, one turtle and one dog finally dug out a small pit half a meter deep and suitable in length and width, just enough to accommodate Shirasaburo's small body.
Chuanyun took out all Shirasaburo's change of clothes from the small basket in the small space and covered him. Because his claws were injured when digging the hole, the blood accidentally got on his skin, and instantly there was a burst of blackness.
The smoke was like an evil thing showing its original shape in the sun, and then a trace of black mist came out from between his eyebrows, struggling wildly, as if trying to escape from that body.
That black mist is actually afraid of its own blood!
Chuan Yun's heart moved, and he took out the dagger without thinking, and without hesitation slashed his own claw. Drops of blood kept dripping on Bai Sanlang's body, falling right into the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, a large group of black mist surged out from between his eyebrows, floating in the air and struggling wildly. At this time, a shocking scene appeared. The blood dripping on Bai Sanlang's palm began to boil, and all of it floated in the air.
He rushed towards the black mist and was instantly enveloped by the black mist.
Chuan Yun took a few steps back, and Dahuang followed suit, roaring angrily at the black mist two meters away: "Bad thing...Bad thing...Give me back my master...Give me my master...I'll bite you to death...I'll bite you to death."
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Seeing Dahuang rushing towards the black mist without hesitation, Chuan Yun subconsciously shouted: "Dahuang doesn't want it, stay back."
Unfortunately, she couldn't speak. She could only open her mouth and scream silently, making the sound of 'Ahhh'.
She was just an ordinary little turtle now, unable to use that mysterious power, and she also felt that the power of the golden ball in her body was very weak, and could not help her soul leave her body to eliminate the black mist.
The black mist escaped Rhubarb's attack and flew through the air carrying blood. Rhubarb also fell hard to the ground. This shows how hard it jumped just now and how much it hated the black mist in front of it.
Kawagumo's goal of driving the black mist out of Shirasaburo's body was achieved, so he jumped on Shirasaburo's body and watched every move of the black mist in the air to prevent it from hiding in Shirasaburo's body again.
The black mist struggled back and forth in the air for a while, and then suddenly struggled and rushed toward the southeast at a high speed, as if being pulled by a mysterious force. Along with it, a few drops of her blood disappeared.
Chuan Yun breathed a sigh of relief. If Hei Wu chose to seize the body at this moment, she would not be able to stop him at this moment.
She spat on her paw, and the paw healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, many times faster than before.
What happened to her today was so strange. For some reason, she suddenly smelled a hint of conspiracy, but her mind was at a loss.
After the black mist left, Dahuang ran over on one foot, looked at the owner with his eyes closed in the pit, and continued to cry sadly.
Rhubarb is so useless that it cannot help its owner to avenge himself.
Suddenly, a few white snowflakes floated up in the sky and fell on Bai Sanlang's face, making it even more obvious that he died alone and lonely.
Rhubarb raised its head to the sky and roared again.
Finally, a turtle and a dog buried Bai Sanlang. Chuanyun used a dagger to carve a tombstone on the wood, which read: "The tomb of Baizhu, friend Dahuang, Doudou Liu."
She also took out four candied haws wrapped in a handkerchief from a small backpack in the space and placed them in front of his tomb. The small backpack was placed next to the tombstone.
When everything was settled, Rhubarb huddled directly in front of the tombstone, guarding its owner.
Chuanyun huddled in his shell and stayed by his side quietly.
The night was so dark, everything was silent, heavy snow fell from the sky, and it soon covered the whole world.
After dawn the next day, Sichuan Cloud climbed out of the snow, and saw that the world was completely white. I don't know when Bai Sanlang's grave had been covered, and only a small bump could be seen, but there was no sign of Rhubarb.
She was so tired last night that she accidentally fell asleep. She didn't expect that it would snow so heavily later.
I secretly sighed that I have such a big heart.
Following the direction of the tombstone, Chuanyun crawled over and started digging, and sure enough, she dug out the light golden hair of rhubarb. So she accelerated her movements and dug out rhubarb's head, only to see it lying there motionless.
The eyelids were closed tightly and there was no movement.
Chuan Yun thought it was dead, so he got anxious and slapped his face with his paw several times. He was suddenly heartbroken, but Dahuang actually...
She was still in grief, and Dahuang, who was originally dead, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and shook off the snow on his body, and looked around in a panic.
Where is the master? Where is Doudou?
The snow beneath his feet suddenly loosened up, and a feeling of weightlessness suddenly came over him. Sichuan Cloud suddenly fell into the snow, and was even buried by the snow that had shaken off Rhubarb's body.