I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 2170 hit the road with peace of mind
After he was able to move around, the first thing Wu Feng wanted to do was to fulfill Old Liu Tou's last wish and incinerate his body. He planned to send his remains back to Mount Zhongnan after he had cured his elder brother and bury him in his Beside the tomb of Master Wu Daozi, this matter must be done, and this is something Wu Feng personally agreed to.

On the day of cremation of Old Liu Tou, it was cloudy and rainy, and the entire Xingguo Temple was solemn and solemn. Everyone's expressions were extremely heavy. Everyone knew why Old Liu Tou died. Lei, killing a thousand-year-old blood demon, such a feat, is admirable and admirable. Thinking about the thousand-year-old blood demon, it is a monster of the most yin and evil. Whether it is a disciple of Buddhism or Taoism, which one does not think that the old man is a hero who stands up to the sky?

Old Liu Tou's body, the flesh and blood has been stripped by the purple talisman on his body, turned into a blood mist, condensed on the seven-star Longyuan sword, turned into a curse, and used it to force the thunder, So at this moment, there is only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones of the old Liutou, which makes people feel sad. When he saw the body of the old Liutou again, Wu Feng almost shed tears, but he was stunned. I didn’t cry, but when Old Liu was alive, he told himself to be strong, what a man looks like crying, and Old Liu also told himself that walking on the rivers and lakes, intrigues, not too emotional, old Liu’s His voice and smile during his lifetime, the way he drank, the way he danced when he was drunk, and the way he slept in a coffin to scare himself when he first saw him in Shuangqiao Village, everything was vivid in my memory.

Just one month ago, Old Liu Tou was still a living being. As if in an instant, he turned into a cold and dry corpse. On the dry wood, he looked serene, covered in a red cassock, as if he was drunk and lying there sleeping soundly.

In a trance, Wu Feng felt that he could still wake up, and then said to himself sleepily, Wu Feng, the old man slept for a long time, and you don't want to wake me up, let's go. Let old man Xue go to save your elder brother, this time your elder brother can be regarded as saved...

In a daze again, what Wu Feng still saw was a cold corpse, his cheeks were sunken, his face was gray and bloodless.

At this moment, Wu Feng couldn't hold back, tears were held back in his heart, his chest heaved violently, almost bursting out.

Once again, Wu Feng held back his tears. He looked at Old Liu with red eyes, and murmured, "Uncle Liu, you old man can go on the road with peace of mind. The thousand-year-old blood demon was killed by you, and Elder Xuanwu died at the hands of me." Hand, I have already avenged you, don't worry, old man, I will fulfill your last wish and send you back to Mount Zhongnan!"

After saying this, Master Mo Chen walked slowly to Wu Feng's side and handed him a torch.

After Wu Feng took it over, the eminent monks from Xingguo Temple and Lingyan Temple lined up on both sides, chanting scriptures in unison, and the curling sound of scriptures rippling in Xingguo Temple, sacred and solemn, ethereal and distant, echoing in Xingguo Temple.

Wu Feng took a deep look at Old Liu Tou for the last time, and threw the torch in his hand on the dry wood. The blazing fire spread instantly, wrapping Old Liu Tou's body, and Wu Feng seemed to see it through his tearful eyes. Old Liu turned his head to look at himself in the firelight, showing a gratified smile, and was immediately engulfed by the fire.

(End of this chapter)