Master of Illusion in Naruto World

Ohno Xiaxia knelt beside the couch, watching four gray-haired old men put Ohno Heyi into pure black shrouds, while two old women wore pure white gloves to comb Ohno Heyi's hair.

The four old men put Ohno's hands together on their chests, then bent over and knelt on both sides. Ohno Xiaxia straightened up and took a look, feeling that his grandfather seemed to be alive again, and there was a trace of light on his old face.

Ruddy and peaceful, as if asleep.

"Your craftsmanship is very good. Grandpa looks very peaceful." Ohno Xiaxia took a breath and said with some choking. The four old men and the two old women nodded slightly, but no one spoke. They are very professional embalmers, and they are very professional.

It is clear that at this time, the family members do not need their words of thanks, nor do they need their words of comfort.

Daye Xiaxia just knelt down beside the bed. At this time, he didn't want to talk. He just wanted to spend some time quietly with his doting grandfather. After an unknown amount of time, the butler came over and whispered in his ear.

: "Your Highness...the time has come."

"Hmm??? Yeah!..." Daye Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. He nodded and said: "I know...I know, you guys start!" As he said that, he seemed to stand up, but he couldn't kneel down for a while.

It had been too long, and his feet had already become numb. If the butler hadn't quickly caught him with his quick eyesight and quick hands, Ono Xia Tian might not even be able to stand firmly.

"I'm fine!..." Ono Xiaxia walked to the chair and sat down with the help of the housekeeper. His eyes were red and he said: "Go and do your work! Don't waste time."

"Yes!" the chief steward responded, and then waved to the six encoffiners.

The six morticians gently lifted Ono Kazuichi and carefully placed him in the Japanese coffin nearby. They then arranged Ohno Kazuichi's clothes before stepping aside. Eight strong men came in and placed the wooden coffin.

The bars were set up and each stood in their own positions.

The chief steward's luck dantian sounded a trombone: "Get up!". Eight strong men picked up the wooden poles at the same time and lifted the coffin.

"Move to the mourning hall!" the butler continued to shout. The eight strong men slowly adjusted their direction and walked out of the bedroom. Both sides of the corridor leading to the mourning hall had been blocked with black oilcloth, and the entire corridor was dark.

, only illuminated by a small oil lamp on the beam.

With the support of two guards, Ono Heichi also walked slowly behind the team. After a while, the group came to the mourning hall, which had already been decorated. When Ono Heichi's coffin was placed in the center

, it seems that this hall has a touch of solemnity and sadness.

Ohno Xiaxia bowed towards Ohno Heyi's memorial tablet, and then knelt down beside him. He decided to keep vigil for his grandfather now. When the chief steward was about to go out to arrange the work in the house, the armored man walked in,

After seeing the chief steward, he immediately saluted and said: "First steward, the Prime Minister of the Fire Country and the Chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs have arrived, and they want to pay homage to the Daimyo."

"Huh?" The butler's expression was stunned. Is this a joke? My family just died in the morning, and the head of a country thousands of miles away came to pay his respects at noon?

"Are you sure they are the Prime Minister of the Fire Country and the Chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Are they not impersonated by some idiot?" the chief steward glared at the other party and asked angrily.

"This, this...shouldn't be right?..." The armored man was a little unsure.

"Forget it, let me go and have a look!" The big housekeeper originally wanted someone to kick him out, but then he thought that no one would bother him at this time, so he decided to handle it himself.

It won't waste much time.

Ming Jing and others had been waiting for a long time. When they were about to go directly to the mourning hall, they found an old but energetic man walking over. It was the butler. After he approached, he asked politely: "Excuse me, do you two?"

Is there anything you can prove your identity? Sorry, too many things happened in Daming Mansion today, so we have to be careful."

"It should be," Yuexi smiled and nodded, took out a document from her arms and handed it to the housekeeper and said, "This can prove my identity." She pointed to the mirror and continued: "This one is ours.

Lord Kurama Mingjing, Prime Minister of the Country of Fire, if there is no problem with my identity, can I prove it for him?"

The chief steward opened it and looked at it. It read that the daimyo of the Fire Country had appointed Minazuki Tsukiyoshi as the chief minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The date was marked on the lower right corner and the seal of the daimyo was stamped on it. After the chief steward confirmed that it was correct, he returned the document to Tsukiyoshi.

He said with an apologetic look: "Of course! I'm sorry, my lords! It's a pity that you came at the wrong time. My eldest son's condition suddenly worsened this morning, and his soul ascended to heaven at 11 o'clock in the morning."

"Hedaiming is a great leader. He has made great contributions to world peace and is an elder we respect very much. It is also our loss that we cannot listen to his teachings. So, please let us pay homage to him.

Let’s do it!” Yuexi sighed and said with regret. Even Ming Jing believed in these beautiful words!

"It's great that my name can receive such praise from you! You two adults, please come with me!" the chief steward said with some emotion. He knew in his heart that these were beautiful words. But beautiful words are the internal affairs of the Fire Nation, the leader of the five major countries.

The provincial chief said it! This concept is different!

This is like the king of a certain African country dies, and then the US Secretary of State or the Prime Minister of the United States stands up to endorse him. This in itself represents the world's recognition of this person! Judging from the current history, it seems that the entire Africa has only

One person has enjoyed this kind of treatment, and that is Nelson Mandela, the founding father of South Africa.

A person who is recognized and endorsed by the five gangsters! (Students who are interested can learn about this person)

Not to mention how excited the butler was, Ming Jing and others finally arrived at the mourning hall. Ohno Xiaxia knelt aside blankly, allowing Ming Jing and others to bow and offer incense.

"Please also express my condolences. I hope you can cheer up soon. The Kingdom of Tian is your grandfather's hard work. Don't let it down!" Ming Jing walked to Ohno Xia Tian and said softly. At the same time, Yuexi, Qingyan, and Asma

The three people also gathered around, and the four people gathered Ohno Xia Tian in the center like a semicircle.

Ohno Xia Tian slowly raised his head and looked at Ming Jing, as if he felt dizzy for a moment. This feeling came and went quickly. Oh Ye Xia Tian thought he was too tired, so he didn't care. He bowed towards Ming Jing.

Said: "You!...Thank you for coming to visit my grandpa."

"Take care! I'll come back in two days." Ming Jing patted Ohno Xia Tian's shoulder and walked out.

After Ming Jing and others started to leave, the butler noticed something was wrong with His Highness. He walked over and asked, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Ah? I'm fine!" Ohno Xiaxia shook his head, a little confused. He felt that there seemed to be something more in his mind, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Ming Jing, who walked out of the mourning hall, smiled slightly and said to himself: "Success!"