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I didn't expect that after the Old Master Zeng died, even his ghost soul would be taken away and he would still be able to speak. I was so shocked that the peach wood sword in my hand almost fell.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the Old Master Zeng laughed sinisterly. His eyes turned white and a trace of blood could be seen as he stared straight at me.

It was as if there was something in the pupilless whites of her eyes that could focus on me.

Ceng Xiaoqiang and I looked at each other, his face filled with pain.

"Freeze!" I bellowed, raised the small peach wood sword and stabbed at Old Master Zeng's forehead.

That place was a three-inch spiritual altar. With a poke of the Peach Blossom Yang Qi, the Yin Qi immediately dispersed and the corpse fell back into the coffin.

But Ceng Xiaoqiang and I couldn't calm down for a long time, it was just for an instant, but the situation was too strange.

I also don't understand the Old Master Zeng's words at all, what do you mean by 'dead people live, alive people die'? However, I vaguely feel that there is a hidden meaning behind them.

After memorizing it with my cell phone, I didn't know what words he was listening to, but I remembered it using my voice. I took a look at Ceng Xiaoqiang and asked: "Are you really planning to do it for the three day training hall?"

Today is the first day, and Old Master Zeng has already turned into a corpse. Only Ceng Xiaoqiang and I are watching, if there's a commotion every night, could it be that we'll have to do the same thing to Hu Jun's husband, and use a rod to knock him out or drink some sleeping pills.

Ceng Xiaoqiang threw the paper money into the brazier, staring at the rising flames without saying a word.

I looked at Old Master Zeng's corpse that was not moving in the coffin. This matter was very important, so I squatted down to burn some paper money, while waiting for Ceng Xiaoqiang to make a decision.

He kept silent. The rules here, other than the fact that our family is really poor and no one has a descendant, like that crazy old woman or her unfilial grandson, are only good for a day's worth of training before they go up the mountain.

The rest would last for at least three days and nights, so it was normal for him to think about it.

The mourning hall became quiet again. The whirring of the fire and the crackling of the lights made the atmosphere seem incomparably quiet.

Ceng Xiaoqiang had been silent the entire time, I could only wait, although the Old Master Zeng was not here, but the filial piety was all about the heart, and with so many clan workers watching, he said that it would only last for a day, I am afraid no one would agree to it.

After a long while, he suddenly heard a low wheezing sound, as if someone was gasping for breath, and a hissing sound of air leaking could be heard.

When this strange sound appeared in the mourning hall, all the hair on my back immediately stood up. I looked at Ceng Xiaoqiang, and just as I was about to blink, I heard a loud "whooshing" sound, followed by a low cry of pain.

This time, Ceng Xiaoqiang and I heard it clearly, it came from the inside of the coffin.

The two of them slowly turned their heads and saw Old Master Zeng's corpse, which was initially half open, sitting up.

His eyes were different from before, they were staring at us very calmly, his entire body seemed to be supported by a pair of invisible hands as he sat up straight and slowly.

As he sat up, the bandana covering his wound slowly slid down to his chest, revealing the wound covered with blood and flesh.

"Hu!" Old Master Zeng's expression was calm, as he let out a low sigh.

Then, something green started to grow out of the wound. The leaves were like tendrils, slowly extending from the wound and pulling at the wounds on both sides.

The wound was just like that. Under our eyes, it was slowly pulled up. After the vine silk and leaves grew, they slowly turned into the color of meat. Then, like melted chocolate, they instantly stuck onto the wound.

"Xiao Qiang —" Old Master Zeng's eyeballs in their sockets slowly healed following the wound as they started to spin. He looked at Ceng Xiaoqiang and asked: "Why am I here?"

"Father?" Ceng Xiaoqiang called out in doubt, and immediately walked over.

I pulled him back and wanted to shake my head at him, but Old Master Zeng coughed heavily and shouted loudly, "Qin Xiang! Qin Xiang! I'm so hungry, why aren't you eating? "

Qin Xiang is Ceng Xiaoqiang's f * cking name, Old Master Zeng held onto the coffin, and just as he was about to come out, he seemed to be shocked, and scolded Ceng Xiaoqiang: "Do you really wish for my death that much? You want to bury me alive? "

This scene was so strange that no one could speak. Old Master Zeng angrily took off the silk scarf on his chest and turned to take it off.

The coffin was on top of the two people's stools, so Ceng Xiaoqiang immediately reached out to help him, but I stopped him instead.

Suddenly, she understood what the Old Master Zeng meant when he said those words. "Dead people live" meant that the Old Master Zeng will live, but who "alive people die" means?

The mountain was a god, so he probably meant the mountain god. The god was a human, so which god was a human or something?

However, Old Master Zeng's sudden revival was too strange. Even the Medical Examiner was certain that he had died, with such a big bloody hole seen by so many people, how could he possibly say that he did not die.

"Let go of Chen Duo, I'll go and take a look." Although Ceng Xiaoqiang was suspicious, his eyes were still filled with surprise and joy.

I shook my head at him, but he struggled to free his hand.

Just then, the woman screamed, followed by Ceng Xiaoqiang's mother rushing over, looking at Old Master Zeng who was about to climb out from the coffin, her voice was filled with tears: "Old Zeng! Old Zeng, you're still alive! "He's still alive!"

As she spoke, she hugged the Old Master Zeng who was placed on top of the coffin and started crying loudly, causing the Old Master Zeng to loudly ask what was wrong with her.

At this time, Ceng Family's relatives also ran over after hearing the sound. Even the Taoist who went to sleep had come, but the Old Master Zeng was fine.

Ceng Xiaoqiang and his mother each supported one of them from the side as they helped Old Master Zeng out of his coffin and brought him to the farm's dining hall for food. I was like an outsider watching their family reunite.

He wanted to go over a few times to tell them that the revival in Old Master Zeng was too strange, but when he saw the smiles on Ceng Xiaoqiang and his mother's face, he couldn't move his legs no matter what.

"Where's that girl Chen Duo?" And Tian Tian, didn't she like roasting wild chickens? We're all here today. Let's roast the pheasants. " When Old Master Zeng reached the entrance of the mourning hall, he suddenly thought of me. He turned his head and looked around, smiling at me: "Come quickly."

When I was dressed in my filial attire, the Ceng Family relatives had been guessing my identity. It's just that in the mourning hall just now, it was not appropriate to ask about my identity.

"Haha!" "Ask Xiao Qiang." Old Master Zeng's personality didn't change at all. He laughed out loud and patted Ceng Xiaoqiang's shoulder, his eyes sweeping between me and him.

He was completely a loving father. Looking at the way his son and future daughter-in-law looked, the Zeng family members nearby all laughed.

I slowly walked over and pulled Ceng Xiaoqiang's hand, but stared at Old Master Zeng.

Nothing had happened to him. He was in high spirits, and his face was rosy. It was as if the blood that had flowed in the nursery was not blood at all.

Concentrating his mind, he chanted an incantation. He saw that above Old Master Zeng's head and shoulders, there were three life flames burning, and the flames were even higher than the one in the brazier.

Flames —

I looked at the fires of life that were better than the ones around me, and I wondered if they were coming back from the dead, or if they were better, or if they were for some other reason.

This person had come back from the dead. The big guys had seen something strange, and the second was that they were all very happy.

When I pulled Ceng Xiaoqiang out twice, he always said that it was normal for him to look at his father. Maybe it was because the tree branches had gone askew at that time, or perhaps it was the mountain god's blessing, but after all, the Zeng family had raised trees and raised flowers, so it could be considered as having raised a mountain god.

No matter how I tried to persuade him, Ceng Xiaoqiang just didn't believe me and even told me not to think too much into it.

Perhaps to those close to him, regardless of how they changed, they still wished for him to live.

Boss Cao's son also did the same. He was clearly a child who died prematurely and was unable to see the light of day, yet he insisted on borrowing another's lifespan every year. Now that he had become so strange, he still had to save him.

Ceng Xiaoqiang also told me the wound on Old Master Zeng's neck. He saw with his own eyes how those strange vines grew, and this time he told me that Old Master Zeng was fine.

I silently stepped out of the crowd, took out my phone, and looked at the words Old Master Zeng had just said.

The River of Forgetfulness flowed endlessly, and the souls of the Yellow Springs wronged appeared in this world.

I don't know if it was' surging 'or' eternally ', and I couldn't understand what was being said, but I knew where the River of Forgetfulness was located, so I could only go there and look for it.

It was already beginning to light up, and the chickens were crowing all over the farm. I looked at the slightly pale hills and felt a little sad.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, with Liu Kunsheng not even present, and Ceng Xiaoqiang not able to help, Grey Immortal Li Xiaoyan was trapped, and Tian Tian was also a devilish brat.

Suddenly the phone rang. It was my mother.

The moment I picked up the phone, she immediately shouted at me, "Quickly come back! Your father went into the mountains early in the morning. No matter how hard I tried to pull him back, he couldn't."