Pei Ling felt that his heartbeat was speeding up uncontrollably. He looked around calmly and glanced at the eight furnace cauldrons who were still standing there holding their breath and concentrating. He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something?

I couldn't think of it, but an inexplicable idea came to my mind for no reason: at the critical moment, take out the female body in the storage bag to save her life.

Female corpse?

Save your life?

Pei Ling frowned, what kind of mess is this...

There are still two female corpses in his storage bag. One of them is unidentified and the other one is a disciple of Su Zhentian.

As for Su Zhentian's true successor, Qiao Ciguang, he has been wandering around thousands of seas during this period just to avenge his fellow disciples!

Therefore, taking out the female corpse at the critical moment would be good if not only to save her life, but also to not rush her to death.

Shaking his head, Pei Ling decided to continue with his previous plan, so he ordered: "You stay here and guard the house while I go out."

"Master..." The furnaces and cauldrons were about to speak, but when they saw Pei Ling's expression darkening, they immediately did not dare to pester him and simply said: "Yes!"

Pei Ling then stood up, straightened his robes, and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he noticed someone staring at him in the dark.

Pei Ling's expression didn't change much. He had already identified the auras of those casual cultivators. Most of them were casual cultivators who were afraid of the reputation of the Tiansheng Cult and sent people here to observe his every move.

At the moment, he still had important things to do, so he ignored the casual cultivators. When he saw a villager passing by nearby, he walked over directly: "Old man, may I ask where the village chief is?"

The villager stopped and sighed: "Young Master has been away for too long, how come you have forgotten such a thing?"

Then she pointed him in the direction, "Go that way. There are seven pines and cypresses in front of the door."

"Thank you, old man." Pei Ling thanked him and followed his instructions.

After a while, he saw seven tall pines and cypresses. Behind the pines and cypresses was a rather solemn mansion.

It is tall and majestic, and there is a carved stone lion guarding the door, but the stone lion seems to be very old and has a strange shape.

Overall, this mansion is very out of place with the surrounding huts.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have been able to imagine that there were such deep mansions and courtyards in such a village.

He looked around and then went up to knock on the door.

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Zi Village.

In front of a house next to the river, there is nothing all around. The courtyard is made of stones, which is only about chest height. Standing outside the courtyard, you can directly see the situation in the courtyard.

There was no one in the courtyard at the moment, but there were some firewood and the like scattered around.

Qiao Ciguang looked around and immediately knocked on the courtyard door.

After a while, an old man with white hair and a white beard walked out of the house. He was wearing relatively new short brown clothes and mango shoes, and he was holding a handful of half-braided hemp rope in his hand.

Standing under the eaves, through the simple gate, after seeing Qiao Ciguang, the old man's expression changed slightly, then returned to normal, walked over, opened the door, and said kindly: "I am the head of Zi Village, a foreigner, what's the matter?

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Although his expression only changed in an instant and he quickly concealed it, Qiao Ciguang was so innocent that no slight movement could escape her eyes.

This old man must know something!

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang bowed and said calmly: "I came from a far away place to stay in your village. I am very grateful, so I came here to give you some thoughts."

While she was talking, she reached into her storage bag, found a piece of ore at random, cast the Five Elements Transformation, and turned it into gold. Then she took it out and brought it to the old man, "Please forgive me for any trouble."

Seeing Qiao Ciguang take out a shiny golden object, the old man frowned at first and squinted his eyes for a while before he recognized it as gold.

He immediately shook his head and said: "Our village is located in a remote place, and caravans have not been here for a long time. Normally, bartering is done in the village. Although gold is good, it is of no use to us. What do you think of me, young man?

My dear, I'd better take this piece of gold back."

Hearing this, Qiao Ciguang narrowed his eyes slightly.

This old man is so old that he can barely recognize gold. It seems that the entire Zi Village has been isolated from the world for a long time.

So she put away the gold and said sincerely: "We came from a far away place and carried a lot with us for the journey. If my father-in-law is willing, we can trade with you like a caravan, but we don't know what you need?"

"The village has always been self-sufficient, and there is usually nothing lacking." The old man pondered for a moment, and then said, "At most, I can give the children some snacks and toys."

"However, there is a funeral now, and everything is missing..."

"What we lack most right now is drummers."

"But I see that the girls are well-dressed. They must be noble people. They can't condescend to the nobles and do such a despicable job. Alas..."

Qiao Ciguang took advantage of the situation and asked: "When I entered the village, I heard that your village was going to hold a funeral tomorrow. According to the custom of our hometown, we should go to express our condolences, but we didn't know whose family the victim was. What was going on when we went there?"

statement?"

"It's the old Xu family in front." The old man heard this, sighed, and said, "The old Xu family is so young... I didn't expect that they would win the lottery this time."

Draw lots?

Qiao Ciguang's expression changed and he immediately asked: "Draw lots?"

"This is a rule handed down from our ancestors." The old man said slowly, "Whoever is drawn by lot will be the funeral of that family."

"May I ask, when will the lot be drawn? And how will the lot be drawn?" Qiao Ciguang asked in a deep voice, "What will be done if no one has passed away in the house drawn?"

The old man asked, "I see that there are many young people accompanying the girl. Is there anyone willing to help with the funeral? Although our village has no money to use as a reward, we still have some local rituals to express our gratitude."

Qiao Ciguang's thoughts changed and he said, "If my father-in-law is willing to answer my question, I will discuss with my companions and help you. How about that?"

Hearing this, the old man simply shut up, said nothing, and just shook his head.

Qiao Ciguang asked for a long time to no avail, so he had to change the question: "May I ask when Zi Cun settled here? Why did our ancestors pass down the rules of drawing lots for funerals?"

But seeing that the old man still shook his head and said nothing, she frowned slightly and continued, "What are the rules in the village?"

This time, the old man finally spoke. His eyes were heavy and he said word by word: "This is also passed down from our ancestors. If you violate it, the curse will come."

...While Qiao Ciguang was talking to the old man, Shi Wanli was already searching and asking questions, and arrived at the door of Lao Xu's house as the villagers said.

A piece of white cloth was hung on the door of this house.

What made Shi Wanli take a special look was the Spring Festival couplets on the door of this house. Although they were also green, they were extremely bright, as if they had just been put up, and they were somewhat out of tune with the surrounding homes.

Spring couplets are supposed to be posted during the twelfth lunar month, so if you are more particular about it, you will choose to replace them on New Year's Eve.

No matter which type it is, normally, the degree of depreciation of Spring Festival couplets in a village should be about the same...

What's going on with this family?

Shi Wanli pondered, walked forward and knocked on the door.

For a moment, no one answered.

After hesitating for a while, Shi Wanli looked around and saw that no one was passing by. He took a step back and blew lightly. The originally closed door opened silently.
Chapter completed!