Two days have passed since the Zhuqiao Street Battle. In order to stabilize the situation in Taiping County, Zhang San decided to hold a grand burial ceremony.

He hoped to use this most primitive method to arouse the bloodiness in the hearts of the people, and then transform their fear into anger towards the ghost plague.

Whether it is transferring conflicts or seizing opportunities, Zhang San has done it perfectly.

After the grand memorial ceremony, the remains (human skins) of the victims began to be buried. Among them might be the parents and elders of some of the people present, or they might be relatives, friends, or even childhood sweethearts.

It’s a pity that as they were covered by a handful of yellow earth, these past memories became eternal pain in their hearts.

"Woo~"

Faced with this situation, some people cried. No one knew who he was, but his behavior was like lighting a powder keg. His crying voice caused everyone to burst into tears.

Along with the roar of the wind, the cries of the crowd changed from whimpering at the beginning, to howling later, and now to sobbing. When the sorrow reached its peak, some people who lowered their heads and shed tears found that the whole earth was wet.

When he looked up, the whole world showed its sorrow. It must have felt guilty for not being able to keep Dawn safe!

Of course, this is just the inner wish of ordinary people who are not good at spiritual practice. When Gu Xuanyan saw the coincidental rain, the first thing she thought of was the accumulation of faith and vows.

There is a saying that goes "even if a person is pointed at by thousands of people, he will die without any illness." This is the most obvious way to express the power of will. When a certain kind of willpower accumulates to the extreme, this invisible force will pry open the power of heaven and earth. If the status of the participants is important enough, this invisible force can even be called "catastrophe."

In this situation, if the person who is destined to have the calamity does not have great luck to protect him, then no matter how high his cultivation is, he will probably be in danger of falling.

However, this kind of disaster often occurs when dynasties change. Judging from the current scale of sacrifices in Taiping County, it is far from meeting the standards for forming a "disaster".

The reason why the sky was so cooperative in sending rain was not because it was infected by the sorrow of the people, nor was it because some people cast spells to call the wind and rain.

The reason why it cooperated so well was entirely because Zhang San was among the crowd, and what was even more coincidental was that his mood at the moment was definitely not very warm.

The immortals are sad and the sky is weeping!

This has never been a joke. Cultivation is a process of pursuing transcendence. As long as your own status can reach a certain level, even the emotionless Heaven will list you as a colleague.

As the supreme and emotionless heavenly way, it has never had the concept of emotion. However, once it appears (recognition), it will be like a surging river and can no longer be stopped.

In short, if your brother or best friend is hurt by someone, as their good friend, you will naturally show your kindness and unconsciously comfort the other person. (The relationship between master and apprentice is closer) The relationship between immortals and the way of heaven is actually this kind of relationship, but the feelings between them are much deeper than the friendship between humans.

In terms of status, Zhang San at this moment was still a long way from being a mortal immortal, but this was no match for his luck of being favored by Heaven! Heaven never lies, although Zhang San's face was calm and his attitude towards others was just right, judging from his actions, he had nothing to do with sadness.

But who says you have to cry when you are sad?

Gu Xuanyan didn't know that Zhang San was blessed by heaven. Even after searching through all the inheritance materials of the Gu family, she couldn't find this special term.

After all, the highest achievement of the Gu family's ancestors was only natural disasters. As for these terms that were only circulated in the mortal fairy circle, the possibility of them being able to include them was very limited.

It's just that as a woman, no, girl, they often have an ability to be unreasonable, and to some extent, this ability can even transcend cause and effect.

Under the suppression of the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls, few monks discovered this, but in later generations, there was a clearer definition of this ability.

They named it – the sixth sense!

Although she had no evidence to prove her guess, from the moment she saw the rain, Gu Xuanyan concluded that its appearance was definitely related to Zhang San.

What made her even more certain was that Zhang San was in a very bad mood at the moment, so bad that she was even a little worried about Yuan Ergou's safety.

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He stabilized the situation in Taiping County, guided Zhang San in finding the ghost troubles, and secretly searched for the real culprit behind the scenes. Although Zhang San was never able to see Fan Jin's true face from beginning to end, his contributions were enough to make Zhang San treat him with courtesy.

Before he died, Fan Jin said that he had tried his best. This was probably the regret of a husband who could not save his wife. Even though Fan Jin did not say it explicitly, out of humanitarianism, Zhang San still completed the burial of the two of them.

But what made Zhang San feel strange was that when he was moving Mrs. Fan's body, he suddenly found that compared with before, the other party's bones seemed to be too light, as if the bone marrow had been drained out.

In some ways, Zhang San is a very traditional person. As the saying goes, a dead debt is a dead debt. The other party also pleased Zhang San with her own life. Keeping a little respect for her bones is also a respect for himself, so Zhang San did not go into details.

After dealing with the affairs of the Fan couple, Zhang San turned his attention to Fayan's tombstone. Compared with the previous two people, this person's death was indeed a bit unjust.

Zhang San didn't know how he became a convicted monk, but judging from the fact that he was able to produce relics, there were many people in this world who deserved to die more than Fayan.

Although Zhang San always calls others by the nickname "bald donkey", you have to know that in this world, only Buddhists have such an honor.

"These bald donkeys who are trying to save sentient beings are really infuriating!"

Seeing that Fayan's skin was about to be covered by the earth, Zhang San said this coldly, then gently placed the relic in his hand into his tomb.

As the sacrifice was coming to an end, Zhang San simply calmed down and turned his attention to Yuan Ergou, and winked at Zhao Zhen beside him.

Along with the sound of metal rubbing against each other, the originally harmless baby face now had half of its feathers exposed.

Ancient times were a time period that placed great emphasis on inheritance. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Although Zhang San and Zhao Zhen were not master and apprentice in name, they were master and apprentice in reality.

In Zhao Zhen's heart, his admiration for Zhang San has already reached an incomparable level. If Yuan Ergou's answer makes Zhang San dissatisfied, he will swing his knife down without hesitation.