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Chapter 87 86: Funeral, Uninvited Guests (Please subscribe, I’ll kill you!)

Li Yun stared at the woman in front of him, and spoke softly in a voice that was almost as suppressed as his inner emotions.

The woman sighed faintly: "I also hope it's a lie, but Brother Sun, it's true... Actually, I didn't believe it at first, but Brother Sun is over seventy years old after all. You should be more open-minded about what happened to him. "

"Everyone of us will experience birth, old age, illness and death...Brother Li, please be patient."

Li Yun remained silent, but his eyes were a little red.

How could he look away?

After not seeing each other for a day or two, when we met again, we never imagined that we would be separated from each other forever.

Who can look past this? Who can not be sad?

"call!"

Li Yun took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know where Mr. Sun was cremated?"

"Hey!" The woman shook her head and didn't reply. She put the box gently on the table and walked into a small room. Then she picked up the familiar Yinxue spear with some difficulty and walked out. Obviously, she could handle it. With a hundred kilograms of silver snow spear, this woman also has some strength.

"This is what Brother Sun left for you."

The woman handed the silver snow spear to Li Yun and said, "Brother Sun told me before that you are his most satisfactory heir. He can rest assured that you will give the silver snow spear to you."

Li Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he took the Yinxue spear with red eyes, feeling the coldness on the spear. The weapon Spirit Communication seemed to be aware of the pain and sadness in the owner's heart, and the spear tip buzzed slightly.

"And this is what Brother Sun left for you," the woman then handed another small wooden box to Li Yun.

After Li Yun took it, he didn't open it immediately, but just clasped his fists: "Thank you very much."

"What I should do, Brother Sun is a good person and treats me very well..."

"Yes," Li Yun nodded, his heart in confusion. He shifted the silver snow spear to his left hand somewhat numbly, put the small wooden box into his bag, and carefully picked up the black box with his right hand.

"I go first."

Li Yun turned and left.

"Brother Li, wait a minute," the woman called Li Yun, her eyes a little eager: "I know that Brother Sun has an extraordinary status, and Brother Li, you are also a capable person. After the little girl said goodbye to Brother Sun, she really has no backbone. I wonder if Brother Li can Help me arrange some chores?"

"good."

"I want a teahouse, Brother Li, do you think it's okay?" The woman's eyes were filled with greed.

"Well, go to any elder or deacon of the Crazy Knife Gang and say it was my request."

After Li Yun finished speaking, he left the yard.

Holding the box in hand, he got on his horse and left. His expression was cold and low, and his eyes were as red as a ghost.

Pedestrians saw this and gave way.

No one else, because Li Yun's current state is really scary, as if he will murder someone in the next second.

All the way back to the mansion, Li Yun didn't speak to anyone. When the servants saw the master like this, they didn't dare to come up to say hello. They just stopped and lowered their heads when passing by, for fear of offending the master's anger.

Even Xiao Rou, who was practicing martial arts, was stunned for a moment when she saw Li Yun looking like this. When she came to her senses, Li Yun had already walked into the room.

Da da…

The petite maid, who was waiting to bring the lady some water to wipe her sweat, hurriedly ran to Xiao Rou and said softly: "Madam, what's going on, sir? It looks so scary."

Xiao Rou frowned, her watery eyes full of confusion: "I don't know, I've never seen my uncle look like this."

"Madam, why don't you go and take a look? The master is in a bad mood."

Xiao Rou's eyes were also full of worry, but after thinking about it, she shook her head: "I understand him, let him have some peace and quiet."

No one knows Li Yun better than Xiao Rou.

…

In the room, Li Yun leaned the silver snow spear against the wall, and then carefully placed the black box on the table. His mentor was dead, and Heavenly Human was separated forever.

Li Yun, who is used to seeing death, prides himself on having a good character, but he is still somewhat depressed and sad at this time.

He originally thought it would take at least a few years, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

"Hey!" Li Yun sighed deeply and took out a small wooden box from the bag, about the size of a palm.

Opening it, a piece of light blue and almost transparent jade pendant was placed inside, like the sky. The jade pendant was carved with a green character, which seemed to represent Sun Changqing's identity.

Next to the jade pendant, there is a piece of rolled up kraft paper.

A curiosity arose in my heart, so I took out the brown paper and opened it. There were dense words inside.

Handwritten by Sun Changqing.

Li Yun's pupils shrank.

[Boy, when you see this piece of kraft paper, I will be almost dead. Don’t ask any more questions. It’s normal for life to grow old, get sick, and die. Don’t try to find out who seriously injured me. It’s all over. That’s how it is in the world. , grudges and grudges, the sins committed when I was young should always be repaid. I believe you have the ability to help me avenge, but I still forget about this matter and treat it as if it never happened. The grudges in the world, you kill me and I kill you, I can't reach it. head. ]

After reading the first paragraph, Li Yun was silent for a moment and continued reading.

[You are the most talented person I have ever encountered. I feel relieved to hand over the Silver Snow Spear to you. Maybe, you can even take a look at the scenery higher up for me. In addition, there is nothing messy about the breathing method of heaven and earth. The mysterious things mentioned above were all made by the ancestor to pretend to be sophisticated. You only need to follow the breathing method. Just adjust the frequency. To put it bluntly, breathing method is a breathing rhythm. ]

[I see that there is no jade pendant. It is a token representing my identity. I will not take it with me whether I am alive or dead. Before I die, I have a wish to take my urn back to Huayang County Xue Dao Sect and give it to Wang Zhenghao, the owner of Blood Knife Sect. I will also give him the jade pendant. He will understand after seeing the jade pendant. , let him arrange whatever happens next. In addition, I have left a amount of cultivation resources in the Blood Knife Sect. You can take them away. This is my last gift to you]

[Don’t stay in Chunyang Town for too long. Although Chunyang Town is relatively peaceful, it is too small. Too much comfort will destroy a martial artist. Look up and move forward. I have heard an expert say before that strength in the future The stronger you are, the more stable your life will be. ]

[Your talent should not stay in the small Chunyang Town, move forward. ]

[I will say one more thing, don’t think that you are very strong, and always stay humble. In front of a real master, someone who has developed strength, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the opponent. ]

[In addition, there is a small box at the bottom of this box. You must not open this box. You must give my ashes and jade pendant to Wang Zhenghao before you can open it. Remember! ]

[Don’t read it. ]

From here on, it ends.

Li Yun looked at the text on the vellum paper for a long time, reading it over and over again. The Yuan Country text he had just learned made it quite stressful for him to interpret this text. After reading it five times, Li Yun almost understood it all.

Opening the partition of the small wooden box, there was indeed a small box on the bottom floor. After thinking about it, Li Yun still didn't open it. If it had been before, he would have opened it, but after all, it was the request written by Mr. Sun in his suicide note, so that's all. .

Put away the box.

"Huh!" Exhaling a breath, Li Yun put the brown paper on the table, leaned back on the chair as if he had no energy, and murmured softly to himself.

"Why did you die so easily?"

Although the reincarnation of birth, old age, illness, death, heaven and earth is no longer normal in the world, and everyone will experience it.

But Li Yun was still confused and didn't understand.

How could Sun Changqing, such a strong master, end his life so easily?

Life... is so fragile, Li Yun's heart is filled with sadness.

Bang bang.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and a voice as gentle as warm wind came from outside: "Uncle, are you okay?"

"fine."

"May I come inside."

"Come in."

Click.

The door was gently opened and then closed. Xiao Rou had taken a bath, changed her clothes, and her body was still scented.

She walked up behind Li Yun and gently massaged his shoulders: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

The voice was gentle and soft, like a warm breeze blowing on your face.

Xiao Rou massaged Li Yun and tried her best to make him happy and relaxed.

Li Yun sighed: "Old Sun, the immortal has passed away."

Xiao Rou's little hand that was massaging suddenly stopped.

"What?" she said with disbelief.

"how come?!"

"Old Sun is so powerful. Logically speaking, it wouldn't be a problem to live for more than a hundred years, but it seems that Old Sun is not even eighty years old. Why would he..."

"I can't believe it either, but..." Li Yun smiled bitterly: "Fate is so unpredictable. Things are unpredictable. It's true that Mr. Sun was seriously injured, but I didn't expect that he would die so soon..."

Li Yun paused and did not say any more.

Both fell silent.

After a long time, Li Yun said: "Xiao Rou, please send someone to the Crazy Knife Gang to tell Huang Hong about Mr. Sun's death."

"Although I don't have a master-disciple relationship with Mr. Sun, he treats me very well. It can be said that he is as kind as a mountain. He is more like a master than a disciple." Li Yun stood up and sighed: "Mr. Sun has no relatives. Even though I am his relative, the funeral must be done.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Xiao Rou knew the seriousness of the matter and ran out of the house quickly.

After a while, Li Yun heard the sound of galloping horses not far away, gradually getting farther and farther away.

Why.

Li Yun picked up the jade pendant and observed it absently.

He didn't know how much time had passed, and Li Yun didn't know how the time passed while he was in a daze.

All he knew was that a calling voice brought him back to his senses.

"Brother Lee, Brother Lee."

Li Yun came back to her senses and turned around to see Huang Hong, Wang Ren, and two elders of the Crazy Knife Gang. The four people's clothes were still a little messy. Apparently they hurried over without stopping after getting the news.

Place the jade pendant carefully.

Huang Hong looked at the wooden box on the table, with some disbelief in his eyes.

But after all, he still didn't ask. He suppressed the doubts in his heart. Huang Hong didn't know how to comfort him. He just said: "Brother Li, please don't be too sad. Mr. Sun probably doesn't want you to be too sad." .”

"No, I just don't believe it." Li Yun shook his head, poured a cup of tea for Huang Hong, Wang Ren and the other two elders, and sighed: "I have to trouble Gang Leader Huang about the funeral."

Huang Hong nodded, extremely serious: "Brother Li, just leave this matter to me. Mr. Sun has helped me a lot. He will be buried with great splendor!"

"There is no need for a big burial. I will go to Huayang County for this box in a while and hand it over to Wang Zhenghao, the owner of the Blood Knife Sect. But there is no need to be simple. Except for the burial, everything else should be a little more grand."

Li Yun said.

"The Blood Knife Sect..." Huang Hong's expression froze for a moment, but he hid it very quickly: "I understand, just leave it to me."

"Well, thank you very much, leader."

"It's a trivial matter. After all, Senior Sun has given me guidance, and he is considered half of my master. I just didn't expect that Senior Sun would leave so fast. I was really caught off guard..."

Huang Hong sighed.

Li Yun also fell silent.

After a long time, Huang Hong said goodbye and left.

Li Yun sent everyone outside the door and returned to the house.

Huang Hong and his party were silent until they left Li Yun's mansion. Huang Hong got on his horse and looked at the white snow flying in the sky. He finally couldn't help but sigh: "A master of a generation has been in the world for decades, and he has made a name for himself in the cloudless world." Sun Changqing of Silver Dragon Flying Spear actually died like this."

"He died so simply and quietly in our little place like Chunyang Town. Seriously..."

Huang Hong held it back for a moment and finally said: "It's really something that is unbelievable."

The four of them rode away slowly.

Wang Ren, who was beside him, also answered after hearing this: "I heard that when Mr. Sun was an elder in the Huayang County Blood Knife Sect, he was seriously injured before coming to our Chunyang Town, but he died so quickly... In the next ten years, I’m afraid there will be another grudge in the world.”

Wang Ren couldn't help but sigh, this grudge is about Li Yun.

Sun Changqing was seriously injured and was forced to die in a foreign country. Li Yun, his disciple, should avenge this revenge no matter what, so this is a new grudge.

The world of rivers and lakes is like this, full of interests and grudges.

The old go, the new come, the grievances and interests are intertwined, forming a dense network of old and new, wrapping up every person in the world.

Can't escape, can't break free.

"Gang leader," a white-haired elder on the right suddenly said.

"Li Yun is enshrined by our gang, somewhat for the sake of Mr. Sun, to bind the relationship between us and Mr. Sun. Now that Mr. Sun has passed away, the status and power of enshrining this position are too high. If otherwise."

An inexplicable look flashed through the elder's old eyes, and he asked tentatively: "Why don't you let Li Gongfeng change his position? For example, return to his previous deacon, or be promoted to an elder?"

When Huang Hong heard this, he glanced at him lightly and just laughed.

Now that the man is gone, he doesn't have so many worries anymore.

"Do you really think that my gang leader asked Li Yun to become our gang's worshiper just for the sake of Senior Sun?"

"Well...isn't it?" The elder was confused for a moment.

"Haha, of course not, although Senior Sun also has this energy," Huang Hong just shook his head with a bitter smile: "Actually, this is what I did to bring Li Yun closer to the Crazy Knife Gang. At the beginning, , I even wanted to ask him to be the deputy gang leader, but he was not willing at all and looked down upon him."

"this?"

The elder was confused. Not to mention him, the other person and Wang Ren were also confused.

"Do you think Li Yun is just a lucky person with such talents?"

"Not at all."

"What is going on with the death of Cheng Jintong and the leader of the Snow God Cult who did not show up during that attack? Maybe you should think about it again."

Huang Hong said softly.

The three elders trembled, their eyes full of horror and disbelief.

They were not fools, Huang Hongdu almost made it clear. If they still couldn't understand the hidden meaning, wouldn't they have lived in vain for so many years.

But, I simply can’t believe it.

It was really too horrifying.

"Do you still think that the benefits I gave you are too much?" Huang Hong smiled bitterly: "I want to give them, but it depends on whether they accept them or not..."

"You guys need to be clear, it's not Li Yun who needs us, the Mad Sword Gang, it's the Mad Sword Gang that needs Li Yun!"

After Huang Hong finished speaking, he sighed softly.

…

In the blink of an eye, time passes by quietly like water.

Five days later.

The cold wind blows with snow, and the sky is cloudy in Shenyang.

Spring, April 21st.

Avoid getting married, entering a house, or cutting trees.

Suitable for travel and burial.

Yuan Country funerals are more complicated, with eight processes in total: enshrinement, funeral announcement, soul-calling, crying ceremony, bathing, feeding, coffin setting, and burial.

Because Sun Changqing did not leave a physical body, and Li Yun would need to hand over the urn to others later, a lot of cuts were made in the whole process.

But important processes are also left behind.

On the first day of soul-calling, Li Yun and Xiao Rou wore white clothes and white hats. Li Yun walked at the front of the team holding an urn in his hand. From time to time, he had to call Sun Changqing's name loudly to call for souls.

Huang Hong organized this process in a particularly grand manner. He invited the famous Buddhist Gates in Chunyang Town to visit the temples. The team numbered hundreds of people and visited almost the entire Chunyang Town.

Then came the crying ceremony and setting up spirits.

Seven days of vigil.

Huang Hong's ceremony was very solemn. As long as he burned incense outside the mourning hall and knelt down to kowtow, he could have a good meal, so there was an endless stream of people coming.

Although there are now blood flowers and grass, and the people are motivated, there is still about a month before the harvest of blood flowers and grass, and the people have experienced the attack of the Snow God Sect. It is not bad to say that they are injured, and people are hungry every day. It is inevitable.

So many people come outside the mourning hall, respectfully burn incense and kowtow, and then get a meal. Many people are happy to yearn for it. After all, they can have a meal for free, just kneel down and kowtow to burn incense. Why not.

The mourning hall is very large and stands on the top of a hill in Chunyang Town. There is an endless stream of people coming and going every day, and it forms a scenic spot.

Snap, snap,

The armor of his boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the green brick ground that had been swept away from the snow. On the street, a tall, black-armored man with a single sword at his waist walked towards the street. The people around him were busy trying to avoid him as if they were encountering a ferocious beast.

The strong man in black armor was about twenty-five or six years old. There was a ferocious scar on his face from the center of his eyebrows to his lips, as if his face was divided into two halves.

He had a shaved head and his eyes were slender and sharp, giving people a feeling of being difficult to get along with.

With a trace of curiosity, his slender eyes looked at the surrounding scene, and then looked ahead at a large number of people heading in one direction. It seemed to be particularly lively, and as they walked forward, the strong man in black armor could still Hear the chanting sounds of Taoist priests or monks coming down from the mountains.

This made the strong man in black armor a little confused, so he grabbed a young man and asked, "Do you know what happened up there? Why is it so lively?"

The young man who was caught in the back clothes was very angry. He turned around and was about to get angry and argue, but when he saw the strong man in black armor looking like this, the expression on his face changed instantly. He smiled and said: "My lord, there is a funeral above. "

"Funeral? So big? Which rich family organized it?"

"Well, you are not a local, right?"

"Yeah," the strong man in black armor nodded.

The young man smiled and explained: "No wonder, this funeral was organized by the Crazy Knife Gang. The Crazy Knife Gang is the number one force in our town, so this is the right thing."

The young man gave a thumbs up.

Upon hearing this, the strong man in black armor narrowed his slender eyes slightly, making them almost invisible.

"Go on."

"Oh, in any case, I heard that a big shot from the Crazy Knife Gang died, and there was a funeral. Everyone who came up to offer incense could have a good meal for free, so there were so many people there," the young man said a little impatiently. He looked at the team not far away because he found that there were more and more people.

If this continues, the food will be cold by the time I am the last one.

"Sir, if nothing happens, I'll leave first. If you go slower, I won't even be able to take a bite of the hot food," the young man said anxiously.

"Ah."

The strong man in black armor just sneered, and suddenly slapped the young man with a whistling slap. The heavy force instantly knocked the young man to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his right cheek was visibly swollen.

"I am a member of the Yuan Country Court and serve in the Black Armored Army. Who do you think you are? It's an honor for you to ask me to question you. How dare you talk back to me?"

The strong man in black armor said coldly, stepping on the young man's chest with his right foot. The weight of the boots almost made the young man unable to breathe.

While vomiting blood, he begged: "Sir, please spare my life..."

"Where is Cheng Mansion?" the strong man in black armor said coldly.

"Cheng Mansion...Cheng Mansion is gone. The former town, Cheng Pingyuan, died at the hands of the Snow God Cult."

"No more?!" The strong man in black armor had cold eyes, and he unconsciously increased his strength: "What is the name of the current town, and where is the Yamen?"

The young man's eyes were full of fear and desire for life, and he quickly said: "I only know the current surname of Wang in the town. He is not in the Yamen now. He is in the mourning hall. In the past few days, Mr. Wang has been in the mourning hall with the Crazy Knife Gang. Big guys together.”

"Huh?" After hearing this, the strong man in black armor changed his face slightly, put away his big feet, and showed a ferocious smile: "It's really interesting that a dignified court official colluded with the sect gang!"

After saying that, the strong man in black armor quickened his pace, rushing towards the mountain like a heavy beast, and disappeared in an instant.

The young man lying on the ground was already in a state of confusion.

How could an ordinary person survive being slapped in the face by a martial artist?

At this time, the strong man in black armor had reached the top of the mountain.

When he saw the mourning hall set up and a large group of people lining up to kneel and burn incense, the strong man in black armor held the knife handle on his waist with his right hand, walked slowly over, and then suddenly kicked the brazier away.

When he arrived at the entrance of the auditorium, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the strong man in black armor looked into the auditorium. The tall and strong man wearing white clothes and a white cloth hat sneered, and then stepped inside.

Around the ring, the strong man in black armor shouted loudly: "I am the corps commander of the Jiao Navy under the Yuan Country Black Armored Army. I am the person in charge of this place, the leader of the Crazy Knife Gang and the town. Get out of here quickly!!"

The roar fell.

The strong man in black armor looked at the strong man in white not far away, and coincidentally, the strong man also raised his head and looked at him.

His eyes were cold and indifferent.

It's like looking at a dead person.

There are also taboos on that day for funerals, just have fun watching them.

Six thousand words, and one more update.

But it has to be a little later. It is said that the guarantee is 8,000 per day.

Unfortunately, I overslept in the afternoon...

(End of chapter)