At this moment, Jiujiu seemed to have been absorbed into his soul and became like a zombie. No matter how Ayane called, it was meaningless.
Xiahou Jiao Yan stared at her coldly, then said: "It is impossible for her to wake up."
"She...she still has a heartbeat!"
"Our team won't stop. If you stop here, you'll be 'lost' forever."
forever lost...
On this point, Xuanyin has no doubts.
And really... Everyone in the funeral procession continued as usual. If this continues, she will be completely lost here.
The rain drenched her body.
"I won't wait for you any longer."
This is Xiahou Jiaoyan's last warning.
Seeing that the team was about to completely pass by her, Xuanyin finally felt a trace of fear. What will happen next, she knows better than anyone...
"Walk."
Jiao Yan didn't give her any time to hesitate. This team cannot be stopped.
Ayane raised her head. The rain dripped down her cheeks in an instant, and Xia Hou Jiao Yan's cold eyes met her eyes.
In the end, Jiujiu's hand, which was held by her, hung down.
Xiahou Jiaoyan gave a red-clothed servant a look, and the latter understood immediately, and then opened an umbrella for him again. And Xuanyin could only support her limp body to stand up again.
In the end, she could only continue to move with the funeral procession. From time to time, she turned her head to look at Jiujiu who fell on the ground. However, except for her, no one paid attention to Jiujiu now, as if... she was a person who didn't exist at all.
But this time, she looked at a servant in red who was holding the umbrella for her again, and asked, "Excuse me... what is your number?"
"Ninety-nine."
"Nine...ninety-nine?"
"Yes. My original number was one hundred, but now there is no ninety-nine, so I am now ninety-nine."
I see.
This so-called number is just a pure code name, a code name that can be replaced by anyone, nothing more. From now on, Jiujiu will completely cease to exist, and no one will pay attention to her.
In the end, Xuanyin also had to accept this weird atmosphere.
Yes... Isn't it the same as yourself
She killed people for that map. However, until now, she has hardly felt guilty about the fact that she killed someone. She didn't even recall the old woman she killed. In this way, it seems that there is nothing strange about the strange behavior of these red-clothed servants.
This is true both for actors and for characters.
The team is still moving forward. The ghost notes were still continuously scattered in the sky, and then sprinkled from the sky. Xuanyin looked at the ghost money scattered on the ground... No, maybe it should be called the Yin Yin money? Really, for the dead? Xuanyin believes that this is by no means a ghost note in the usual sense, but the kind of ghost note that can really be used by the dead!
At this time, the road became more and more muddy. And the sky is getting darker and darker.
At this moment, Xiahou Jiao Yan cleared his throat and shouted: "Light the lantern... Send the dead on their way!"
So... A group of red-clothed servants actually started to light the red lanterns in their hands one by one in the huge rain! Under the heavy rain, the lanterns were lit one by one, becoming...the only light source in the darkness! And the next thing to do is to follow the fire.
It's like... a will-o'-the-wisp!
No... At this time, Xuanyin felt that this was really like a ghost fire!
Afterwards, the servant in red in front continued to play the dirge.
"Don't stay...don't be nostalgic... dust to dust, dust to dust..."
At this time, Xuanyin began to have an inexplicable and strange feeling listening to the strange music they played.
"Follow the fire." Xiahou Jiaoyan's voice came from behind: "If the fire disappears before your eyes, you will never go back."
The more Xuanyin moved forward, the more apprehensive she felt. Never since she was born had she felt such a strong sense of foreboding.
If she continues to move forward... Will she become like Jiujiu and the others
But... there is no turning back now. This funeral procession absolutely cannot stay. Absolutely not!
I don't know how long... She suddenly felt... The rain stopped.
Yes, stop. There was no thunder in the sky. But... Strangely, the sky is still pitch black!
You know, according to the time, it should be three or four in the afternoon, and it is far from dark! However, the current time is even darker than two or three o'clock in the morning!
In front of her eyes, there were only a few "wild fires" burning, guiding her, and those people in red chanting mourning and joy... This scene made her feel as if she was being extradited to hell...
"Ouch..."
She barely ate much, but she vomited again.
"Ugh... vomit... vomit vomit..."
She almost vomited so much that she even vomited stomach acid, while "Ninety-Nine" at the side patted her on the back.
"Are you all right? Miss Ayane?"
"Yes... still... okay..."
Xuanyin, who vomited a little faintly, asked: "How far... is it? The tomb of Xiahou's family?"
However, before "Ninety-Nine" answered, she had already said: "Forget it, what's the use of asking you... You definitely don't know..."
"Plop"...
"Plop"...
Beside him, another man in red fell down one after another. No one paid any attention to them, and they continued to move forward as usual. That's it... just keep going.
"It's almost there. Just be patient a little longer."
At this time, Jiao Yan behind him said: "Remember, no matter what happens, you have to keep up with the team, understand?"
"Really... is it almost there?"
"Yeah. Almost there."
"I... Will I be like Ninety-Nine and the others..."
"No. You can rest assured about this. Because you are from the Xiahou family. Even if you are from the branch blood, your surname is Xiahou. Therefore, you are different from these servants."
In front of these people in red, he announced the word "servant", but those people in red didn't respond at all.
"However... Compared with the members of the Zong family, our family members are just slightly higher-level servants. The only difference is that we have not been given a number."
Is the person who separates the family just the servant of the family? For this, Xuanyin completely believed. After he died, he was also buried with the ordinary residents of Minshan, and could not enter the clan tomb of the clan. Chinese people attach great importance to the specifications of funerals. From this point alone, it is enough to see the huge difference in status between the main family and the separated family.
"The man in red... how many people can survive to the end?"
"It won't die, don't worry."
To the members of Xiahou's family, the servants in red seemed to be just consumables. As long as you don't die. That's all they worry about. To the members of Xiahou's family, they are not human beings at all, but something worse than animals.
At this moment... a crazy wind began to hit...
Then, she saw a new flame not far ahead.
That was... a faint blue flame!
Several groups of such flames appeared in front of them.
"That's... what?" Xuanyin looked at the faint blue flame, and the first concept that came to her mind was——
Will-o'-the-wisps!
If she saw it in other places, she might not easily associate it with the word "wild fire", but now, it is completely different. Now, she couldn't help thinking about it like this.
"Don't talk." Xia Hou Jiao Yan said in a voice so low that only she could hear it.
At this moment, the red flames of the man in red in front and the blue flames on the opposite side stopped at the same time.
Under the light of the lantern, she could still see the scene in front of her more or less clearly. However, at this time, she was completely unable to see the scene on the other side.
But... on her side, she saw that the group of people in red, carrying the coffin on their backs, moved towards the blue flame on the opposite side!
This is... what to do...
What's even more weird is that when the group of people in red carried the coffin to the opposite side, Xuanyin could no longer see them clearly.
After a long time, the people in red walked back from the other side of the darkness.
Afterwards, those faint blue "wild fires" gradually disappeared in sight.
"Okay. Let's go."
ended
This... is it over
What about the tomb? Is this the so-called tomb
But anyway, as long as it's over. She didn't want to continue this weird journey for a second. Just hope this all ends soon.
Sure enough, Xiahou Tailan's voice came from the front: "It's ok. Now... let's go back!"
Xuanyin suddenly realized that the purpose of bringing so many red-clothed men on this journey is probably because countless red-clothed men will fall down along the way, so many substitutes are needed. In fact, if you don't take this into account, you don't need that many people at all!
The Xiahou family... what kind of family is it
Then, the team began to turn around. Go back the way you came.
As for Xuanyin, she looked at the dark side from time to time.
Those faint blue "wild fires" just disappeared from sight.
On the return trip that followed, no one fell down again. And the return journey is much easier than the journey there.
It's just... the sky has always been extremely dark, and this has never changed. Because of this, she couldn't recognize the surrounding scene at all.
"Tonight, you and I will go to the Zong family on the top of the mountain. Before tomorrow night, members of Xiahou's family, no matter the main family or the branch family, must watch the night at the Zong family."
Vigil
For the person who died in the coffin
At this time, Xiahou Night King immediately appeared in Xuanyin's mind. Presumably when we get there, we will be able to see that mysterious man again...