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A few days later, Chen Xing took a group of subordinates to hold a funeral for the black old monster.

The oily black lacquered coffin was placed on the ground, next to it was a rectangular grave pit. Everyone bowed their heads in silence and said their final farewell.

Withdrawing a knife to "see the intestines", Chen Xing fell into his thoughts. In retrospect, he and the old black monster had gone through many things together from enemies to friends, to teachers and doormen, and they were already close friends. But I didn't expect that life is impermanent, and I just leave.

The gift of the sword, the fight against the battle, and the teaching of each other, is for the sake of love.

In order to detect the enemy's intelligence, it is for the sake of righteousness.

The black old monster deserves to be a man of affection and righteousness.

"Uuuuu..."

The black old monster's daughter was crying so hard, Qin Gui patted her on the shoulder and whispered comfort.

"Everything that passes quietly, this world has no end. Rest in peace, my dear friend, my companion, my mentor, your soul will continue..."

The pastor of the only Bright Church in town, wearing thick spectacles, holding the eulogy that fell to the ground, and his voice softly read.

"Your birth and your survival are just to pass on the poem of hope, forever, and give this tear to you. We will thank you for the dreams and happy days you gave me. We met you for the first time in this place, and forever. I walked through that dark lawn, I will not feel fear, because your soul is with me..."

The crowd meditated and prayed for the dead. But at this moment, there was a sudden "pop" behind the priest, and he almost rolled off the chair in fright.

Turning his head and looking, a thin arm broke through the coffin, scratching in the air. Everyone was frightened and backed away.

"Father, father!"

The black old monster's daughter was stunned for a moment, and then rushed towards him crying. Qin Gui, who had not yet figured out the situation, quickly hugged the black old monster's daughter and prevented her from approaching the coffin to avoid accidents.

"Let go of me, my father is not dead yet, let him go!"

Old Monster Black's daughter struggled, but Qin Gui refused to let it go. The old monster black entrusted his daughter to him, and he couldn't let his old friend down.

"Crack!"

Another arm pierced the coffin, and then pulled the edge of the coffin with both hands, and a figure slowly sat up.

The corpse was resurrected, and the scene was too horrible. Except for Chen Xing and his subordinates, the other people who attended the funeral retreated dozens of meters.

The person who got up from the coffin was indeed the old black monster, but his face was black and blue, and the only remaining eye was turned up, only the white of the eye without pupils.

Old Monster Black waved his arms unconsciously, making a muddy sound in his throat. His eyes were dizzy and there was no focus.

"Be careful, he is no longer the old ghost we know!" Qin Gui said loudly, as if he had expected it, "He has the blood of a mysterious corpse. He once told me that he might change his body after death."

As he said, "Old Black Monster" seemed to sense something, twisting his neck, stretching his arms, and staggering towards Qin Gui and his daughter.

"Let go of me, his father, he won't hurt me!" The black old monster's daughter cried and wanted to return to her father's side.

Qin Gui hesitated, not knowing whether to let go or not. At this moment, the old black monster, who had approached a few meters, let out a weird cry and turned and ran away.

Chen Xing hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end he didn't chase him, watching the black old monster disappear into the endless wasteland.

He had a similar experience, when self-consciousness disappeared, the body would be occupied by another soul.

Perhaps this is the best ending for everyone. It is better to become a mysterious corpse than to die. Perhaps one day the old black monster will rekindle the soul fire and return to everyone again.

A few days after the assassin incident, the remote town has restored its former tranquility.

This afternoon, Chen Xing was lying on a beach chair by the swimming pool to rest. Seeing Yue Canglian sitting on a round bench in four corners, wearing a swimsuit, holding a fan in both hands to fan the owner. Ye Qian and Li Mei stood behind them, also wearing swimsuits, with their hands folded flat on their lower abdomen, looking waiting for orders.

It is also a good choice to relax occasionally when you are used to fighting and killing.

The pictures are laid back and relaxed, full of the laziness of a holiday afternoon and the charm of the aristocratic life. People can't help but yawn.

"water……"

Chen Xing said lazily, as if he was about to die after a long journey in the desert.

The two maids behind him heard that they immediately fetched a glass jug and a water cup from the small refrigerator next to them. There were two thin slices of lemon floating in the glass jug. One of them poured water, and the other held the cup with both hands, then quickly poured it, put a straw, inserted the fresh lemon slice on the edge of the cup, and brought it to the owner with both hands.

Chen Xing straightened up slightly, perhaps too lazy, looking a little strenuous. Li Mei hurriedly stepped forward to support his neck, her lips gradually touched the straw, took a couple of cooing sips, and then lay back. At the moment

Like an old man lying on a hospital bed over eighty years old, his body is limp and weak, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a pile of mud.

What is enjoyment, this is enjoyment.

Sleep in the morning by the pool, artificial natural wind, artificial automatic drinking fountains.

Chen Xing looked around, looking from the cool swimsuit to the rippling water waves to the pretty face...

He couldn't help thinking of the period when Dong Zhuo entered Beijing in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. If the place is bigger, the women are a little bit bigger, and the water in the swimming pool is replaced with fine wine, can it reproduce the scene of the year?

The wine pond meat forest, drunk lives and dreams of death.

He quickly gave up this idea. If he really wants to realize this, his wealth will be at least a hundred times higher than it is now. But it's not impossible. If it weren't for the **** of A Qiaomu, he would have a maid team now.

Thinking wildly, the old K who went to Longshi Town to investigate the news came back.

"Master, what you asked me to investigate has come to light..." Old K reported the assassin's situation to Chen Xing.

The three are all vassals of the Silver Claw Principality, known as the "iron triangle combination". They are Wuhai of the Galaxy Railway, Ruth of the Heavenly Harp, and Zhu Zexi, the assassin of the snake spirit.

"If your subordinates guessed correctly, Marquis Wei Haitang must have instigated it."

"It's so lingering!"

Chen Xing thumped the armrest hard and almost broke the beach chair.

"Damn old Weier, he actually caused me to lose a general!" Perhaps Chen Xing was too deep into the play, and for a while Chen Xing regarded himself as Dong Zhuo.

"The lord, calm down, that Wei Haitang is just a grasshopper after autumn, and he won't be able to jump for a few days." Ye Qian was the most clever, and followed Chen Xing's words to comfort. I have to say that this little maid still knows how to please the master.

"One day, I will make him pay a heavy price!" Chen Xing leaned back after throwing this ruthless sentence, squinting his eyes.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was not how to make Wei Haitang pay the price, but where to run to be safer.

Staying in Orchid Town is definitely not a long-term solution. This time there are three major guards, and next time you will be the lord.

It wasn't that he was timid, and asked him a small town mayor to find the trouble of the principal of the principality. His head is not so iron yet. In addition, Lexie also looked like a sword hanging over her head, and she didn't know when it was cut down.

A person who knows the current affairs is a brilliant, the most important thing at the moment is not revenge, but how to improve strength, expand power, and make a fortune in silence...