Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Since it is attached, not lost, it means that the body you are looking for has been separated from the soul. From a medical point of view, it is hanging.

I don't know how deep death is. I must have completely broken my breath before I can guide the nerd to find it.

Whether in ancient times or in modern times, dead people must be disposed of, either buried or burned into a handful of ashes.

Even if there is a memorial hall, three days is enough.

After all, in ancient times, there were not so many modern technologies that could help keep the corpse from rotting and smelling. If it was magnified for half a month, how much hatred and resentment did the dead person have with the person who arranged his future affairs, and he had to be deformed to deal with it?

It's not beautiful for people attending funerals to see their remains.

Do you want people to hold their noses?!

And please, this is ancient, okay?

Have you seen gongdou opera and zhaidou opera?

If the dead body is not favored or gets into any trouble, don't mention setting up a mourning hall. It's estimated that it can be dragged to random graves and buried just before it dies.

At the thought that she might have few souls and have to go to the random grave to dig the grave, Mu Yunlu shivered and dared not delay any longer. She had basically no rest. She was full of Qi and ran towards the desert.

Originally, it took two days to get there. Leng was run to her destination in one day.

However, as he entered the desert and followed the indicator light turned into by the nerd's soul, Muyun felt more and more familiar.

This is not the feeling of her previous life, but that she really stayed here for a while not long ago.

Even made a lot of moths.

Because this road is basically the way to Khan camp.

Before, in order to find the ghost for Baili Chonghua, she took Ye Qing and Gu Wang on this road. I don't know how many times, so can she not be familiar with her?!

Just outside the camp, Muyun's ears caught bursts of heartbreaking crying. It was really pity, but she really didn't have time to care at the moment.

No matter whether you are a man or a woman, rich or handsome, 80 years old or a two month old baby, Muyun has no choice at the moment, because the light guided by that root is already weak and can't be seen.

If it's one step later, I'm afraid it will be difficult to attach to the body.

The lunar calendar and Baili Chonghua are waiting for themselves in the big moon country. Mu Yunlu almost didn't think about it. At the last moment when the light disappeared, he flew directly towards the grass guided by the light.

It's like scrap iron flying towards the magnet, and the action seems to put 0 in the moment of integration. 5 times the speed, Mu Yun's soul slowly merged with the body on the wooden frame, and she succeeded.

There was a constant wail, and the sadness came from the heart without hypocrisy.

With the cry, he opened his eyes again. Muyun first noticed not the figure kneeling on his side, but the buzzard hovering on the top of his head.

The funeral custom in the desert is that all dignified people should be buried in heaven, that is, feeding vultures.

Mu Yunyi's mouth twitched. Fortunately, my mother came quickly.

If you come late, don't you wait to open your eyes and see that you are being divided by a group of big birds?

That picture... How cruel, how cruel, how disgusting.