Help! This savior is too stupid!

"Brothers, sisters..."

"Today, we gather here to attend the sixth, bracket, cross out, bracket, seventh memorial service for Higurashi..."

When the priest was reading the words, the corners of his mouth twitched.

He didn't understand why the other party would let him read out such an abstract thing seriously.

Secretary Huang, who was in charge of organizing the funeral, also had something to say.

The ancestral system cannot be changed.

When Higurashi was alive, the funeral was held in this way. Now that Higurashi is dead, the old rules must be followed.

The funerals of Ren Wang and Mie Tu were all conducted in this way!

The priest was still reading the words, and the monks on the other side had already started chanting. As for the Taoist priests...the Taoist priests started serving the dishes.

Well, Higurashi's funeral was very online.

The main theme was that they believed in everything, but only believed in one thing.

Only the cohesion of the headquarters could bring the three parties together, live in harmony, and even talk and laugh at the same table.

The people on the stage were performing perfunctorily, while the people off the stage had to work harder.

"Everyone, today, I will bring you a solo, Good Days!"

Zhou Wangu has a death rock style. He is now half dead. Death has already happened. Han Chan is dead. What's wrong with him shaking his head?

After shaking his head, Zhou Wangu can go away.

A Good Day won the applause of the whole room.

After Zhou Wangu, it was the turn of the outstanding representative of the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Origami Fan, to give a speech.

Origami Fan's face was flushed, and he was so excited that he almost held the speech manuscript upside down.

Ren Xiaohuo helped him to fix his clothes and showed a bright smile, "Dad, it's OK."

Origami Fan nodded,

"Boy, when Dad becomes a pillar, I will arrange for you to become a regular employee immediately!"

Ren Xiaohuo smiled and said with energy, "Dad, it's the same whether you become a regular employee or not..."

"How can it be the same!!"

Origami Fan's expression was almost distorted. He has been a male boxer for many years, and at this moment he even used the classic quotes of female boxers!

His son has not been able to get a permanent job for so many years, and it has almost become a headache for him!

No matter how wrong it is, it is all the fault of Ren Jie!

How can a father torture his son like this?

Thinking of Ren Jie, Origami's face turned cold, and soon, the smile returned to his face, because Origami was very confident that he was a much more competent father than Ren Jie!

Holding the speech, Origami went on stage and cleared his throat,

"As you all know, my old boss, the Pure Land Pillar Higurashi, died in the throne battle some time ago..."

When he was excited, Origami even took out two tears and stuck them to the corners of his eyes.

But he quickly changed the subject,

"There have been some rumors recently that I, Origami, want to compete for the next Pure Land Pillar. Although I know very well that I am the closest person to the Pure Land Pillar in terms of both strength and merit, I still want to clarify on this occasion that I have no interest in being the Pure Land Pillar."

"Right now, I would rather focus on my family. I have been too absent as a father over the years. I have not been with my children and have missed a lot of parent-child time..."

As Origami said this, a microphone suddenly rose from the audience. A masked and unnamed Qi Tianbi asked him,

"Origami, what if someone nominates you to run for the Pure Land Pillar?"

"Are you willing to take on this responsibility?"

"Again, I personally have no intention of doing so."

Origami looked stern and said seriously, "But if this is the choice of history and everyone, I think it is difficult for a person to refuse an opportunity to serve the public, especially when he has such ability..."

They sang in unison on and off the stage, but not many people around listened.

One guest even complained, "Every time Chi Chan died, he would come out and make a fuss to be the pillar."

"Okay, if he doesn't choose one day, things will really get out of hand."

"That's right."

For the Pure Land, the old way is the best way.

This is the first time that Chi Chan's funeral is so harmonious.

So this time, Chi Chan really killed all the enemies before "faking his death".

The battle between the Earth Throne and the Venerable has not ended yet. The two strong men are afraid that they will fight until the Avenue is wiped out.

I don't know where the Spirit Venerable went.

Under Jiang Bai's arrangement, the Pure Land is now the most powerful Pure Land, and it is precisely because of this that there is the most harmonious Chi Chan funeral in history.

This kind of thing is the first time for the newcomers of the fifth mysterious tide to experience it, and it will feel very novel.

Several elderly people who had attended Higurashi's funeral several times yawned continuously. After commenting on the dishes, they complained that the ticket prices were getting more and more expensive.

One person suddenly spoke up,

"By the way, you said...will there be any reserved programs?"

A pale middle-aged man who was reading a newspaper suddenly poked his head out and asked curiously, "What reserved programs?"

"Lifting the coffin lid!"

The man who spoke earlier said with a beaming face,

"Every time Higurashi's funeral, the coffin lid will be lifted."

Sometimes, Higurashi jumped out of the coffin himself, and sometimes, the enemy came to seek revenge and directly smashed Higurashi's coffin.

"Oh."

The middle-aged man was not interested in this and lowered his head to read his newspaper again.

But the other person didn't intend to let him go, "Brother, you look a little familiar, have we met somewhere before?"

"Yes, I have met once."

The man replied indifferently through the newspaper,

"The last time we met was also at Han Chan's funeral."

The man who started the conversation began to recall,

"Strange, I only attended the first Han Chan funeral... Don't tell me who you are, let me think about it."

Even if he didn't say so, Zhuyeqing didn't intend to reveal his identity.

Why tell it?

Let you Pure Land catch me again?

However, on the surface, Zhuyeqing, who was reading the newspaper, was not paying attention to the newspaper at all.

"Han Chan is asleep, and the Immortal Venerable won't take action?"

"The Immortal Venerable will definitely come..."

"As long as the Immortal Venerable comes, Huahua..."

Thinking of this, Zhuyeqing's eyes suddenly became hot.

The funeral process was very fast, and it was accelerated after the tickets were collected.

When all the ceremonies were over, everyone fell silent.

They looked at the coffin that was slowly being buried, and turned back in unison, looking at the entrance of the venue.

They didn't know what they were expecting?

Expecting Han Chan to jump out of the coffin again?

Expecting another powerful enemy to attack from outside the door, wishing to crush Han Chan to ashes?

Expecting...

There is no script for what happens in the world.

At least, at the entrance of the venue, a figure that no one expected appeared.

A figure in red walked into everyone's sight.

It was clearly a funeral, but she wore a red dress and even a red cloak.

She didn't look at anyone. With her hair tied short and two short knives hanging around her waist, she walked straight to the deepest part of the venue and walked to Han Chan's coffin.

Some people present knew her identity, and even those who didn't know knew it now.

This was Han Chan's funeral, and also Jiang Bai's funeral. She was Jiang Bai's fiancée, so how could she not come?

In the venue, whispers were heard. People were very curious about what she had done before, and even more curious about what she was going to do now.

When Shan Qingyi made the next move, everyone quieted down and focused their eyes on her, as if the world was focused on her. In this funeral, she was another protagonist.

Then, under the gaze of everyone,

Shan Qingyi didn't even look at it, she raised her knife and chopped the coffin into pieces.

She lifted the lid of Han Chan's coffin.