bookcurios Chapter 156 The Weird Funeral Team
Chapter 156 The Weird Funeral Team
"Tong-chan, are you sure you want to take this route?"
Lu Yuguan used the Lichunfeng technique all the way and randomly chose a path to move forward according to the system's prompts.
[There are no roads in the world, but when more people walk, roads appear.]
The system said slowly.
"What are you mumbling about?" Lu Yuguan complained in disgust.
【…】
"Just walk away and it's all over."
Lu Yuguan said with bright eyes.
System: Why is this guy becoming more and more aggressive?
"Tong-chan, look, there seems to be someone in front!"
Lu Yuguan hid in the woods nearby and quietly observed the situation ahead.
Now that he is heading to the Wei Kingdom alone, the degree of danger is difficult to estimate, so he must be more careful.
Lu Yuguan squatted behind a tree, quietly watching the situation on the road ahead.
A gust of cold wind blew by, causing Lu Yuguan to shrink.
There was a whistling sound passing by my ears, followed by the faint sound of sad music.
"What's that sound?" Lu Yuguan pricked up his ears alertly.
Only when the sound of funeral music got closer could I see who was coming.
A funeral procession was staggering towards him. All the people were wearing white scarves, in mourning clothes, and had sad faces.
"Seeing a coffin brings fortune, seeing a coffin brings fortune..." Lu Yuguan muttered silently in his heart.
The middle-aged man in the lead howled with every step, his mournful voice resounding through the sky.
"Hadron!"
"How could you die so miserably?"
"How can I live if you leave?"
Behind him, several people were carrying a wooden coffin, their faces also filled with sorrow.
"Why would someone come to this remote place to attend a funeral?" Lu Yuguan wondered.
The musicians playing funeral music around the wooden coffin kept playing various instruments, which sounded extremely miserable.
Just as he was wondering, the funeral procession seemed not to have noticed Lu Yuguan and walked straight towards the direction where he was hiding.
Lu Yuguan felt a little uneasy and wanted to dodge to the side, but his feet seemed to be fixed and he couldn't move.
As the team got closer, the sadness on the face of the middle-aged man in the lead became more and more intense, his eyes were red, tears flowed freely, and his cries were hoarse and desperate.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lu Yuguan's forehead. He tried to calm himself down, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the wooden coffin.
The wooden coffin looks ordinary, but against the backdrop of this desolate wilderness, it exudes an indescribable eerie air.
The other people in the funeral procession also lowered their heads, their steps heavy and slow, as if they were carrying great grief and sorrow.
When the team reached Lu Yuguan, they suddenly stopped. The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet, with only the faint sobbing sound of the middle-aged man.
Lu Yuguan felt his breathing become rapid. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound.
"Okay, stop."
At the command of the middle-aged man in the lead, the team immediately fell silent, the musicians also stopped, and the sadness on their faces disappeared.
"You're almost out of the demon cultivator's sight. No need to pretend anymore." said the middle-aged man.
Hearing this, the others relaxed instantly and put the coffin on the ground. The musicians also covered their instruments with clothes and placed them beside them.
"I'm so tired of pretending!" complained the thin man playing the flute.
"Come on, stop complaining," the middle-aged man frowned and scolded, "It's going to be dark soon. We have to find a place to stay before it gets dark."
The short, fat musician next to him, holding his suona, asked curiously, "Boss, who is in this coffin? Is the boss really willing to pay such a high price for us to transport it?"
"You take money from people and do things for them, why do you care so much?" the middle-aged man cursed.
"I'm just curious," the short and fat musician said honestly.
"Boss, I'm curious too," a cook who was carrying the coffin asked. "I've been carrying corpses for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen one this light. Who is in this?"
"Dead man?" the middle-aged man cursed. "You know shit! This is just an empty coffin!"
"Empty coffin?"
Several people were stunned.
The thin man suddenly became anxious and said, "Didn't the master say that in our line of work, we're not allowed to transport anything except the dead?"
"How can you make money without transporting goods?" the middle-aged man shouted. "After this trip, we won't have to work for at least half a year!"
"But……"
The thin man was about to say something, but was glared back by the middle-aged man, and immediately lowered his head and lost his temper.
The middle-aged man looked at everyone, took a deep breath and said, "Do you think I want to take this job? Business is getting harder and harder these days. If we in the funeral industry still stick to those old rules, we'll starve to death sooner or later."
"Although this empty coffin is unreasonable, the reward offered by the boss is too tempting. As long as we get the job done, our future life will be better."
After hearing this, although everyone still had doubts in their hearts, they stopped talking.
The middle-aged man continued, "Don't dwell on it here. Take advantage of this break and carefully check your belongings, especially this coffin. Make sure nothing goes wrong."
After saying that, everyone stood up and surrounded the coffin to examine it carefully.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Yuguan hurriedly moved backwards, but accidentally stepped on a branch.
click-
Lu Yuguan was shocked: "Oh no!"
The middle-aged man's face changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Be careful, something's happening!"
Everyone became alert instantly, holding the weapons in their hands tightly and staring at the direction where the sound came from.
"Who are you? Come out!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.
Lu Yuguan knew that he had been exposed, so he gritted his teeth and slowly walked out of his hiding place, holding his hands in front of him to show that he had no ill intentions.
"Brothers, I just happened to pass by and I really had no intention of snooping!" Lu Yuguan explained calmly.
"Passing by?" The middle-aged man looked Lu Yuguan up and down, his eyes full of suspicion. "How could there be any passers-by in this desolate place?"
"Tell me! Are you a spy sent by the demon cultivators?"
Lu Yuguan quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not!"
The thin man next to him snorted coldly, "Who would believe your nonsense? This place is very remote. How could an ordinary person possibly walk here?"
"Brother, I think he's probably one of the demon cultivators. We can't let him go."
As soon as these words were spoken, the men all looked at Lu Yuguan warily, fearing that he would make another move.
Lu Yuguan knew that it was useless to make excuses. After all, he was hiding here sneakily, and it was hard not to do it on purpose.
The middle-aged man stared at Lu Yuguan for a moment, then slowly said, "Whether you are a spy or not, you can't leave now."
"Why is this?" Lu Yuguan asked in a deep voice.
"We can't afford any mistakes in this business. Since we've let you hear the secret of the coffin, don't blame us for being ruthless. After all, only the dead can keep secrets!" shouted the middle-aged man.
The men picked up their weapons, ready to fight at any time. Seeing that explanation was useless, Lu Yuguan had to deal with the situation at hand first.
He took a stance, releasing all his spiritual energy, and immediately revealed his cultivation level of half a step to the Golden Core.
"Then... I'm sorry."