The Butcher Sun's family was reunited, and we couldn't bear to disturb them. Two days later, the happy event between Butcher Sun and Widow Wang came.

Although there were not many villagers who came to participate, they were lively enough. Everyone knew the identities of the two, so there was no introduction. The host was me, and after reading a few rituals, they asked the two to celebrate, and there was basically nothing I had to do next.

Sun Ji looked at his father and cried. Until the night, the guests dispersed and the whole family sat together to eat and had a happy time. We watched the moon and drank on the roof.

After that, their family lived in harmony for three days, and there was still one day before Sun Ji's deadline. I told him to come to see me today.

We were waiting for him at the entrance of the village. Ouyang Lan held Xiaosu's urn in the carriage and asked anxiously: "Why haven't you come yet? He is not trying to go back on his word, right?"

I shook my head and Su Tong asked afterwards: "What does shaking my head mean? Do you don't know or do you think Sun Ji won't come?"

Just when I was about to explain to them, but the family of Butcher Sun came towards the carriage in the distance. Butcher Sun hadn't seen him for a few days, and he was much more energetic than before, and his clothes became much more cheerful. It seemed that with Widow Wang in charge of the house, Butcher Sun's future life would be very comfortable.

We got out of the car and waited for them to come. Sun Ji was carrying a package on his back, looking like he was really going to go away. Sun Butcher greeted me warmly, held my hand, thanked me constantly, and told Sun Ji to write letters to go home frequently.

I said, "After getting there, it may be difficult to contact here."

"Ah? What should I do?" Butcher Sun pondered.

Sun Ji smiled and said, "Don't worry, father, give me three years, and I will return from school when the time comes. You just need to wait for my good news at home."

Butcher Sun nodded, "Well, I'm worthy of being my son, so we won't bother you often, so as not to be distracted."

Everything was discussed, and the family said a few words at the end. Sun Ji couldn't help but cry and knelt in front of the Butcher Sun, "I'm not filial. This time I'm traveling, I hope you will always take good care of your body! And Aunt Wang, please! The child is gone!"

After saying that, he got on the carriage. As his family stared, the carriage slowly walked out of the village.

I didn't say anything along the way. I passed by a small hill and saw that the scenery on the hill should be good. I could also see the situation in the village when I looked away. It would be good if I buried them there.

I carried Sun Ji's body on my back and climbed up, followed by Ouyang Lan and Su Tong. After reaching the top of the mountain, I put the body aside, held the shovel, and said, "The coffin is gone, let's make do with it."

Sun Ji smiled and said, "It's okay."

I started digging the pit, and dug it about the same size, so I put the corpse in. The jar was also placed next to Sun Ji's corpse.

It won’t take long to get a ghost messenger to guide them. If they are willing to be reborn, they can go to the underworld to cross the Naihe Bridge. If they don’t want to, they will be a pair of ghost couples in this world. Anyway, the ghost gate will be opened in July every year, and as long as they can catch up, they can be reborn.

I covered the soil and inserted the tombstone carved by Ouyang Lan and Su Tong in front of the tomb. There were only two names on it, which was a bit simple, so let's do it.

I took out three incense sticks and inserted them in front of the grave. It was more than one meter long incense, which could burn for two or three hours, enough to wait until the ghost messenger came.

After all the work was done, we bowed to the grave and stood up and left.

Along the way, we returned to the previous tranquility and dullness. Su Tong opened the package left by Sun Ji, which contained two letters, some money and clothes. At that time, we forgot to keep the things, but those two letters were for us, so we didn't have to send them back to him.

When the envelope was opened, in addition to some thanks, there were also news about Xuantian. Xuantian really went to the northwest, and in two years, he might still be in the northwest. If we encounter this, we must ask him for some things clearly.

We just rushed through the road with such a hard time, passing by a village or city, and replenished some supplies, so we would not stop without stopping. Apart from the incident of Butcher Sun on the road, we had no major events. Three months later, we finally arrived at the first city in the northwest border, the ghost city.

Standing at the gate of the city, looking up at the word "Ghost Town", the dust along the way was finally in vain. He drove the carriage into the ghost town, roughly swept away the scene in the city, and it was indeed a ghost town. The funerals in the city were held, selling countless things dug out from the ground. Even those walking on the streets could not tell whether they were humans or ghosts.

Luo Xue tsk her mouth and said, "It's really messy. You have to be careful and don't be humble."

I drove a carriage in the city to look for a man named Santou Buddha, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't help but feel a little suspicious and puzzled, "Are you sure he is called Santou Buddha? Why have I never heard of such a strange name?"

Su Tong nodded solemnly, "That's right, he was my father's friend back then. Only with his recommendation can we enter Yunci Temple."

"Can't you just go to Yunci Temple?"

"No..." Su Tong paused and explained, "Some people know the location of Yunci Temple. They are isolated from the world and are hidden in this great northwest. Moreover, most of the disciples come out to disguise it. It is unlikely that the three of us will find Yunci Temple."

I asked, "Ouyang Lan, how many blood bags are there?"

"Not much, I can hold on for two more days."

I frowned and asked, "Su Tong, what are his characteristics?"

"I don't know, but others call him the Three-Headed Buddha. We can go to the temples in the city to look for it."

I got off the carriage and asked a passerby for directions. The man looked at me with a blue-light face, which made my heart numb. I was wearing sunny days, so my straw sandals were still wet, leaving wet footprints along the way. I didn't say anything when I asked him, and I said, "I'll disturb you, I'll ask someone else."

When I walked away, he was still standing there, staring at my back. This time he went to the store and asked the boss for directions, even if it was a little money.

However, the shop was deserted, and I knocked on the door, but no one responded. At this time, the sound of the room next to me was heard impatiently, "What are you knocking? Is it possible to sleep in broad daylight?"

A man who was nearly 70 years old and had a sparse hair on a cane and had a brown spot on his face, "Huh?"

I saw this old man look like a normal person, but his temper might not be very good. I called out kindly and asked him about the location of the temple in the city.

"Is this a question? You can let me see the hand first."

"Palmography?"

"It's not about palmistry, but about the thing on the back of the hand."
Chapter completed!