Chapter 277 The Village without Burials


    ?There are many elderly people in the village.


    ?There were more than twenty people, all with pale beards and hair, and ridged faces. They were all at least sixty years old. These old people looked directly at the family members, with a kind of horror in their eyes.


    ??It’s like…


    Looking at a group of dead people!


    ?This strange look in his eyes made everyone feel a little frightened.


    ?Wu Xian glanced around and looked at each one one by one. He saw that some of the old people had hunched backs, some had cloudy eyes, and some were coughing incessantly. All of them looked like they were about to die soon.


    ?These old people in charge should be... Wu Xian''s eyes fell on a lame old man.


    Although this old man is lame, his body is very strong. He is wearing a dirty long gown, holding a blackened wooden walking stick with one hand, and holding a yellowed jade-mouthed wooden pipe in his mouth. His short hair is all white. , with sharp eyes.


    The house the old man walked out of was the largest in the village. It was an ancient-style wooden building. The oil paper on the windows was half torn, and most of the red paint had peeled off. There were still two lines of couplet-like words engraved on the door, but the writing was mottled. Hard to identify.


    ?Wu Xian smiled and waved to the old man, but the old man ignored Wu Xian and just looked at Wen Chao, the eldest in the team. The old man didn''t seem to like young people very much.


    After Wen Chao noticed it, he walked over and said hello.


    “Brother, what’s your surname?”


    Facing Wen Chao, who is also an old man, the old man''s attitude became much better: "My surname is Tang, and Tang Guangyun is the village guard here. You can just call me Old Tang."


    "Brother Tang, we are a scientific expedition team. We encountered something last night and ended up in your place. May I ask where this is..."


    Lao Tang hesitated for two seconds, then sighed and said, "This is the Burialless Village."


    Wen Chao was stunned for a moment. This village name was worthy of study, but not now, so he continued to ask.


    “We are new to your place, and we don’t know the local customs and taboos. Brother, can you tell us? It’s best to find a place to rest, as long as it can be sheltered from the wind and rain..."


    ?Oo Tang looked at the number of newcomers and their dependents.


    He turned back to the house and walked out a moment later with a small package containing all his belongings.


    “I’m going to live with Lao Zhao in that house. There are many of you, so this spacious house will be yours. As for customs and taboos, we will be neighbors from now on, and we have plenty of time to chat slowly.”


    ?Lao Tang said and walked aside.


    ?Wu Xian stood in front of him and asked.


    “You said we will be neighbors from now on, do you mean we will live here for a long time?”


    Lao Tang turned around and looked at the coffins and urns.


    “The Burialless Village is a place for people waiting to die. You young people don’t belong here, but since you have been in coffins and urns, you are also people waiting to die. This is our destination.”


    After saying this, Old Tang bypassed Wu Xian.


    ?Wu Xian was slightly stunned. Old Tang looked at him with complicated eyes just now.


    It seems to be pity, but it also seems to be ridicule.


    ?After Old Tang left, the old people watching on the sidelines all returned to their rooms as if they had received some instructions.


    …


    Not long.


    The only people left in the village were the new family member and a dog.


    The cold wind blew up some sand and dust, giving me an indescribable feeling of desolation.


    Through the conversation just now.


    ?Wu Xian determined that the mission location of this blessed land is the village without burial. Although there are still many mysteries that have not been solved, the top priority now is to settle down. Wu Xian had many things to think about, so he was the first to walk into the room.


    ?Wu Xian smelled a strong smell as soon as he entered the house.


    There is a musty smell that has not been cleaned for a long time, and there is also the rotten smell emanating from the dying old man.


    The colors on the floor are wonderful.


    ??Yellow, black, and different shades of blood stains. Old Tang must have been the only one who lived here. The small package on Old Tang''s body also shows this. It shouldn''t have been too long since he came to Burial Village.


    ?Wu Xian found a relatively clean place, took off a coat and sat down.


    The advantage of wearing more clothes came to light at this time. There was still a coat under his coat. After sitting down, Wu Xian began to review what he had seen and heard since entering the blessed land until now.


    “Village without Burials…”


    “It literally means a village without funerals, so why are so many coffins and urns delivered?”


    "Old Tang said that we are people waiting to die. It seems that the act of entering the coffin has indeed brought some negative effects to us, but that is the only way to survive, and we can only go this way."


    ?Wu Xian looked at the other dependents and newcomers.


    “The danger last night was out of proportion. The only way to survive would lead us here, and so far not a single person has died.”


    “Perhaps last night until I pushed open the coffin lid this morning was just the foreplay of this blessed land, and the real blessed land begins now!”


    Then Wu Xian opened the ultimatum for his family members.


    Last night, time was too tight and the light was too dark, so he had no chance to read the guidance of the family member until now.


    ''Life is death, death is life. It comes from the coffin and must go from the coffin. This world has lost its ''funeral''. Please hold a complete funeral for yourself. The correct way to die is the only way to escape from this blessed place. …''


    After reading this explanation.


    ?Wu Xian’s brows knitted together and he almost wanted to curse.


    You must die to escape. This blessed land will not give your family members a way to survive?


    But Wu Xian immediately realized that this passage was actually a very clear guideline. The so-called funeral was definitely not as simple as burying a person in a pit, but some kind of complex ceremony. Only after completing the ceremony and lying in the coffin could one proceed from there. Leave this blessed place.


    In addition, this blessed land is different from the previous blessed land.


    The previous mission of the blessed land belonged to everyone, and everyone could leave together after completing a certain goal. But this time everyone has to prepare a funeral for themselves, so everyone''s mission is separate. As long as they are capable enough, they can even throw others away. Leave early by yourself.


    “No wonder this place is called the Burialless Village. I’m afraid it’s incredibly difficult to hold a proper funeral.”


    Thinking is over.


    ?Wu Xian shared what he saw in the Dudu with the new people who did not have the Dudu. They at least had the right to know how to leave this blessed place.


    Then everyone briefly exchanged information, their own findings and ideas, and then dispersed.


    It is relatively safe during the day.


    They had many things to do, such as exploring the environment and searching for food and water sources. Old Tang only gave them a place to live, but did not provide them with food or drink at all.


    In addition, they must communicate with as many old men and women as possible in order to obtain more information and prepare for possible dangers at night.


    ??The thing Wu Xian wants to figure out most at this moment is.


    What is a correct funeral?


    (End of this chapter)