I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 87 Burial Ceremony

The prisoners stared blankly at the finger Li Mosi had extended.

bury?

Did they hear that right?

Zi Yizhi gave the order, and the goblin warriors poked the prisoners.

They then realized what was happening.

"What are you standing there for?" Li Mosi urged. "Are you waiting for the corpse to rot and be eaten by wild animals? Hurry up and get me the tools!"

"Yes, sir."

Kaken nodded and walked forward first.

The prisoners instinctively followed.

Lasso looked at the four slaves walking in front of him and felt somewhat displeased.

These four guys are clearly logistics slaves.

Does he consider himself the leader after his pledge of loyalty is accepted?

In fact, the official employees of the slave-catching team were all somewhat dissatisfied.

But goblins can now defeat even knights, so who would care about them?

If you're unhappy, you can only keep it to yourself; joining is the only way to survive.

Forty-two prisoners, carrying eleven pickaxes and twelve shovels, walked under Li Moss's guidance to a secluded spot a few hundred meters away from the high platform on the east side.

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"Dig thirty-three holes, and dig them deep. Don't let wild animals dig them out."

Li Mosi gave orders to the prisoners, and Zi Yi also gave orders to the goblin warriors.

The prisoners began to work.

The three masters and disciples, along with the Holy Maiden, watched from a distance.

Zi Yi whispered to Li Mosi, "This way, we can get them closer to us, which will make it easier for them to reveal what they know. Right, Master?"

Zi'an and the Saintess looked at Li Mosi with curiosity.

The saint interjected, "Isn't that a bit much? Only by burying the body near the church can the soul ascend to God's kingdom. Why would that allow thieves to befriend you?"

"You're the one who has more demands."

Zi'an was dissatisfied.

"I've never even heard of that church you mentioned. Just find a place to bury me and make myself feel better, right?"

The saint turned her head.

So you're just a bear-beastman!

So—well!

Li Mosi pinched the saintess's mouth shut again.

He felt he was becoming more and more skilled.

"Ziyi is right."

Li Mosi confirmed Zi Yi's guess.

"Most people feel instinctively distressed when they see the bones or corpses of their own kind. Only through a burial ceremony can one truly say goodbye."

As for burying him in the church cemetery?

Not to mention how many savages were among these slaves, they didn't care at all.

Even those who care about this know that church cemetery plots cost money!

Lots of money!

He reminded Ziyi, "Ziyi, remember this. Whether we develop in the forest or do anything else, we will inevitably have to interact with humans."

Zi Yi nodded seriously.

Li Moss continued, "There are many savages in the forest. Outside the forest is human territory. You must treat humans as your own kind. Only then will they be more likely to accept you."

"Hmm!"

The saint protested.

Wouldn't that mean even worse treatment?!

Zi Yi said earnestly, "I understand, Master."

Zi'an nodded: "I understand what you said, Master."

My late teacher's "benevolence" truly puts people at ease.

……

The soil near the foot of the mountain is very loose.

Based on the surrounding broken trees and boulders, Li Mosi speculated that the mudslide was likely caused by the melting of winter snow in the spring.

The topsoil here has all been washed away.

In short, the prisoners dug thirty-three pits without much effort.

When they returned to the wooden wall after digging the pit, the goblins were still surrounding the thirty-four dead donkeys and other prey.

Half of them were genuinely busy, while the other half were just watching the show.

Zi Yi made a series of noises at the goblins, and the goblins responded.

He turned to Li Mosi and reported, "Master, they have almost finished dealing with the donkeys, and the huge dragon horse has been dealt with as well."

Li Mo thought for a moment: "Were the donkey hide and meat separated?"

When goblins used to process their prey, they would always cut all the meat out separately and use the skin as a ready-made "clean mat".

Zi Yi made another squeaking sound, and after receiving a response, turned around and nodded.

"It's been separated, but some of the larger pieces of meat haven't been cut yet."

Li Moss made a decision: "Let them pile the meat together on a few hides. The hides from the prey of the previous two days can also be used to store the meat. Thirty-three donkey hides are needed."

Zi Yi Zhiwa gave the order, and the goblins sprang into action.

He then turned to Li Mosi: "Alright, Master. What's next?"

Li Moss pointed to the corpses of the slave hunters in the distance, then to the headless horseman's corpse: "Wrap these corpses in donkey skin and have the goblins carry them into the pit."

In theory, bacteria should not have had time to multiply on freshly killed corpses.

But it's always better to have less contact with goblins.

Unprocessed animal hides are not very valuable.

"Master, should we strip the knight of his armor?"

"They must have stripped it, otherwise how could the goblin have lifted it up?"

Zi Yi understood and gave the goblins another order.

This command elicited a surprised squeak.

The goblins, who had just returned a couple of days ago, were particularly surprised.

"You're not going to eat these people?"

"So much meat! Are we going to waste it?"

Big Eyes shouted, "We have so many donkeys now, why are we still eating those people who don't have much fat? We've already defeated them!"

Hearing this, the goblins' noise subsided.

Yes, humans don't have much meat.

And they won!

I wouldn't feel bad burying it.

The goblins sprang into action.

They stripped the headless horseman of his armor, wrapped all thirty-three corpses in donkey skin, and lifted them up.

"Red clothes!"

"Is this blood?"

"That's right, all the blood has been drawn out."

"Is it that big down there?"

"I touched it, it's fake, it's fabric."

The knight's exaggerated and brightly colored armor was magnificent, but covered in blood, it had lost its value in this era.

Led by Zi Yi, they threw the corpse into the pit.

"Only one person can be thrown into one hole! Don't throw the wrong one!"

"Yes, Chief!"

Once all the bodies were placed in the pits, Li Moss had the prisoners line up to the side, and the goblins took the shovels and buried them.

Li Moss said to the forty-two prisoners, "Say goodbye to your former comrades properly."

The prisoners remained silent, only looking down as the goblins filled the pit.

The thirty-three pits quickly turned into thirty-three small mounds.

Li Mosi asked for three shovels, and he gave one to each of his two disciples.

"Follow me."

The two disciples nodded and followed Li Mosi to the first mound.

Li Mosi scooped up some excess soil from the side and poured it onto the mound.

He pointed to the mound and stood aside: "Ziyi, you come too."

"Yes, Master."

Zi Yi followed Li Mosi's example and added a shovelful of soil to the mound, then stood to the side.

"Zi'an, you come too."

"Understood, Master."

Zi'an added a shovelful of soil to the mound and subconsciously patted it down with the shovel.

She seemed very experienced.

This surprised Li Mosi.

The thirty-three mounds were quickly filled with soil and compacted.

Li Mosi looked up at the sky: "We'll move their bodies to a suitable burial place when we have the chance. Let's go back."

It's time for lunch.

Zi Yi gave the order, and the goblin warriors led the prisoners back, while the three masters and disciples, holding the saintess's hand, lagged behind.

What was originally a single line of people has become a long queue.

They walked forward in silence.

Suddenly, Zwan, who was at the very back of the prisoner-of-war line, turned around.

"Sir, you'd better get away from here!"