The wooden house was dark, with only a sliver of moonlight streaming in from the window. The moonlight just fell on Zhang Boyin, as if his whole body was also glowing.
Everyone stared blankly at Zhang Boyin in the moonlight, feeling that this moment was like a dream.
A nightmare.
"Why is this happening?" The fool said weakly and hoarsely.
Qin Yin recovered from the shock, trembled all over, and immediately turned his head to test Wen Ling's breath.
She breathed a sigh of relief afterwards.
"He and Zhao Wansheng had the same ending," the Taoist priest said. "Perhaps their fate was doomed from the moment they were possessed by the fire lotus."
Qin Yin's chin trembled slightly, and she said with a cry, "If I had known this, it would be better not to go up the mountain, otherwise he would not die."
"But I think this may be the ending that Zhang Boyin wants." Baomu slowly walked to Zhang Boyin and squatted down. "It must be very painful to compete with Huolian for your body."
Such thoughts did not bring them any relief.
Everyone stood quietly beside Zhang Boyin's body, waiting for dawn.
Dawn breaks.
They walked out of the cabin with the bones of Zhang Boyin and the Immortal Prophet.
The sun is bright and the sky is clear.
It's like a world away.
Great fatigue enveloped them.
Everyone dragged their heavy footsteps out of the woods. The lake was still peaceful and peaceful. Fire Lotus Mountain had been changing for decades, but perhaps the only thing that had not changed was this lake.
It should be precisely because of this lake that the two fires that swept through the village had no impact on the surrounding woods.
Everyone walked across the lake and set foot on the path into the village.
The real Lianshui Village finally came into view.
A piece of scorched earth.
All the houses and buildings were burned to black charcoal, and several human skeletons that were extremely difficult to identify could be seen on the brown-black paths. After the fire and two years of polishing, almost all of the people in Lianshui Village who were burned to death were
It is almost integrated into the soil and becomes a part of the land.
Qin Yin and Xiaolan couldn't bear to watch anymore, and turned their heads to look at the mountains where they were.
It didn't take long for them to reach their destination.
fine.
The location of the cemetery has not changed.
"I'll go to the village to see if there are any useful tools."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he walked towards the village.
"The prophet's grave should have been filled in," the fool looked at the cemetery, "Let's dig another one."
The tombstones are tilted left and right, and almost all the graves are covered with overgrown weeds.
Luo Jiutian and Baomu stepped forward and pulled out a few clumps of weeds, and soon cleared a clearing. The Taoist priest also walked out of the village, carrying two metal-covered snow shovels in his hands.
"I found this," he handed one to Luo Jiutian, "Let's put it to use."
The idiot held Zhang Boyin, who was all cold, while Qin Yin and Xiao Lan supported Wen Ling's body.
The soil was soft and moist, making it easy to dig. It didn't take long for Dao Zhang and Luo Jiutian to dig a deep pit.
The Taoist priest waved his hand towards Baomu, "Bury the prophet here."
The prophet's bones were wrapped in a coat. Baomu took the handful of bones and walked towards the tomb.
Everyone also came over.
The Taoist priest and Luo Jiutian returned the prophet's bones one by one, and then began to cover them with soil.
"Wait!" Xiaolan hurried over and picked up something from the coat on the ground, "You forgot this."
Lotus jade pendant.
"Ah, I didn't see it..." Baomu said guiltily.
"It's okay," Xiaolan leaned in and put the jade pendant in the palm of the prophet's hand, "Okay, let's get started."
After that came Zhang Boyin.
They also wanted to go back with Zhang Boyin's body, but no matter how they thought about it, this was impossible.
When Zhang Boyin was buried, everyone remained tacitly silent until the last handful of soil firmly covered the evidence of Zhang Boyin's existence.
Xiaolan felt a lot relieved inexplicably.
She looked around and looked at everyone's expressions. They should have the same idea as her.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at each other.
"Going down the mountain?" Qin Yin asked.
The Taoist priest nodded, "We have done everything we can do, it's time to go home."
Huolian could no longer do anything to the space in the mountain. This time, they found the way down the mountain in no time.
"But why hasn't Wen Ling woke up yet?" Qin Yin asked as he walked.
"Because... Wen Ling didn't faint because of Huolian," Luo Jiutian explained, "Wen Ling fainted because of herself."
"So what are we going to do? Is there anything we can do?"
Luo Jiutian shook his head, "I don't know. I'll call and ask my dad after I get down from the mountain."
"If a group of us suddenly enters the city, I don't know what the people in Fengwu City will think of us." The fool smiled, "Will there be no place that dares to receive us?"
"There are spare clothes, food and water in the car. Let's clean up first before entering the city." The Taoist priest said.
Speaking of water…
"By the way, Sister Xiaoyin," Xiaolan suddenly turned to Qin Yin and asked, "Where did you get the water to pour on me when we were in the wooden house?"
As far as she knew, there should be no water source near the wooden house, and even if there was, Huolian was not dead at the time, so they were trapped inside the wooden house and could not get out at all.
The Taoist priest raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.
Qin Yin pointed at the Taoist Priest, "Of course it was the Taoist Priest's talisman that changed it. This is the first time I know that the Taoist Priest's talisman has so many functions."
"Of course," Luo Jiutian protracted his voice pointedly, "but there are still many things you don't know about Taoist Master's spells..."
"Ahem, Jiutian."
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you." Luo Jiutian achieved his goal and became smug, "I won't tell you how powerful the Taoist Master's spell is."
"What? What do you know?"
"I won't tell you," Luo Jiutian turned around and walked away, "You can guess for yourself."
"I guess the Taoist priest used a charm to make you fall in love with him, right?"
"What did you say?……"
The Taoist priest lowered his head and snickered, and everyone laughed when they saw Luo Jiutian's desperate look.
"Otherwise, what is that?" Qin Yin and Xiaolan exchanged a look and shrugged, "Are there any more ulterior secrets between you?"
"I……"
The atmosphere is no longer so dull.
Just like that time before, and every time before.
They will eventually come out of the haze and stand under the sun again.
The woods gradually became thinner. When the sun reached the middle of the sky, they passed through the last woods and saw the car parked at the foot of the mountain.
A thick layer of withered yellow leaves fell on the roof of the car.
The Porsche was still parked in front, also covered in fallen leaves.