Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The funeral of the Mo family was also grand, after all, Mo Yiming was also an important figure in the Mingzhou tea market.

In addition, his life was even a bit mysterious, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a legendary figure in the Mingzhou tea market, so naturally there were many people who came to pay their respects.

By the time Yi Shuyuan and others went to the Mo family, the Mo family had already passed the busiest time.

The afternoon sun was blocked by clouds, and the heat temporarily subsided, but the fatigue was unstoppable. The gatekeeper of the Mo family, who had been very tired in the past two days, stood at the door with a stick and was drowsy.

A breeze blew, bringing a little coolness, which slightly lifted the spirits of the two servants.

The two opened their eyes and saw a group of people coming outside. None of the three men and two women knew each other, but they were all extraordinary, especially the two women. Even if they had covered up some of their brilliance, they could still make people feel amazed.

Such people came on such a day, they must be here to pay their respects.

"Are you here to pay your respects?"

Yi Shuyuan nodded in front.

"Oh, please come in, may I know who you are?"

The servant on duty who was asking the question stopped talking halfway. He entered the Mo Mansion as a long-term worker at the age of seventeen and has been working there for nearly twenty years. He is considered a manager.

When he looked at the person carefully, he suddenly recognized Qi Zhongbin.

"Mr. Qi."

The servant did not dare to tell the whole story. After all, although most of the servants in the Mo Mansion knew that the old Taoist priest came to celebrate the birthday, the mansion asked them to keep it secret.

"What's wrong? Uncle Liu, do you know him?"

Another young servant asked. He has only been in the Mo Mansion for six or seven years, but he knew that an important person had come when he saw Uncle Liu's appearance.

"Do more and ask less. Go and inform the master and the young lady! Just say that Mr. Qi is here."

"Oh."

The servant left, and Uncle Liu at the door hurried forward a few steps.

"Old Heavenly Master, who are these people? I won't ask. Please come in, please come in! Is there anything I can help you get?"

"Thank you very much, no need!"

Qi Zhongbin responded, and Yi Shuyuan, who was walking in front, also nodded to him.

The mourning hall of the Mo family is in the lobby of the front yard. There are still some people mourning at this time. When Yi Shuyuan and others went in, the servant who just ran in hurriedly was talking to Shi Sheng and his sister next to the mourning hall.

The group entered the Mo Mansion together, and both the guests and the people in the Mo Mansion were brightened.

Compared to the astonishment of Mo Congxian and his wife and Mo Xiaorong, Shi Sheng was very calm about it, and stopped his brother who wanted to greet him immediately, just bowed in the direction of the master first.

And a few of the younger generations who were already not young were also a little excited when they reacted vaguely.

Mo Xiaorong's husband stood a little beside her, and he didn't understand why, so he approached his wife and asked a question.

"Who is coming? Judging from the reactions of my elder brother-in-law and younger brother-in-law, these people are very important?"

"Yes, very important!"

Mo Xiaorong looked at Aunt Zhuo, who was as charming as she was back then, with tears in her eyes, and Zhuo Qing nodded to Mo Xiaorong.

Some relatives and friends who had just finished mourning were also watching from the side.

But when these five people arrived in front of the mourning hall, the servants of the Mo family respectfully handed over sandalwood, but Yi Shuyuan waved his hand and refused with a smile. He bowed like an ordinary person and walked towards Shi Sheng and others.

At this time, Mo Congxian and his wife and Mo Xiaorong also asked the children to salute the newcomers. Although they didn't know this person, he came with the old Taoist priest, and he was the first to come forward, so he must be very important.

Yi Shuyuan nodded to the others, then came in front of Shi Sheng, and the voices of the people around him also subconsciously became quieter.

"Shi Sheng, I won't bother you for now. You know where to find me."

"Disciple understands!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded and left without saying anything more. Mo Xiaorong beside him opened her mouth slightly. It turned out that this person was the master of the brother!

After Yi Shuyuan left, Zhuo Qing, Du Xiaolin and others came forward one by one, but they all declined the sandalwood handed by the Mo family servants, and did not bow to the mourning hall. They just bowed their hands and saluted as if they were meeting in person.

But when everyone came to the Mo family, the latter also saluted respectfully, especially when Qi Zhongbin came, the younger generation of the Mo family seemed very excited.

When Zhuo Qing came over, Shi Sheng was fine, but his Mo Xiaorong seemed a little excited, but in the end, after hesitating to speak, he simply called in a low voice.

"Aunt Zhuo."

Aunt? Mo Xiaorong's husband stared at Zhuo Qing and then at his wife with wide eyes. Although his wife still had a youthful style, the delicate woman in front of him was obviously much younger than his wife, right?

The two children brought from her mother's family have grown up. They were also a little dazed, wondering if they were relatives of a higher generation.

Zhuo Qing smiled and nodded, and looked at the man next to her and the grown-up children.

"She's already a big girl. That's great!"

"Aunt Zhuo, I..."

Zhuo Qing stretched out her hand and pinched Mo Xiaorong's face.

"Don't feel guilty. A peaceful and happy life is also a practice. Aunt Zhuo is envious!"

Zhuo Qing left after saying that. Mo Xiaorong wanted to say something but didn't call her. She just breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Xiaolin on the other side looked at Shi Sheng and whispered a few words. It was unknown what he said. Anyway, Shi Sheng seemed embarrassed for a while, and then Du Xiaolin left with Zhuo Qing.

After that came Qi Zhongbin and Yan Shouyun. Among them, the master didn't say anything. The apprentice wanted to say "Master, my condolences", but after thinking about it, it was better to remain silent.

After this special group of people left, many people couldn't help but start talking privately, including Mo Xiaorong's husband Gao Zhen.

Although there were many things he wanted to ask, Gao Zhen only blurted out one sentence in the end.

"Madam, why don't these people worship me?"

Mo Xiaorong glanced at her husband, pretending to think about it before replying.

"Maybe I'm afraid that dad won't be able to bear it."

It’s not that I’m afraid, I just can’t stand it!

As for other people's comments, the Mo family would hesitate to comment on their relatives and friends, but there was no need to comment on the servants in the mansion.

However, the departure of this special group also made Mo Xiaorong worried, worried that his brother would leave and never come back. It was not until Shi Sheng, who understood his sister's concerns, gave her a reassuring smile that Mo Xiaorong felt at peace.

——

Outside Mo Mansion, Yi Shuyuan and his party walked on the street, and then walked along the street to the river in the city.

"Sir, do you think Shi Sheng left home to practice Buddhism? But you always had Baokang in mind."

"You are more worried than me, the master!"

Yi Shuyuan said with a smile, but said no more. Hui Mian jumped onto Du Xiaolin's shoulder with a smile.

"Xiao Lin, what were you whispering to Shi Sheng?"

The corners of Du Xiaolin's mouth raised slightly.

"Don't say it!"

"Hey, you're still trying to get along with me!"

Compared with the unavoidable sadness of the closest relatives in the Mo family, even Shi Sheng, for Yi Shuyuan and other practitioners, Mo Yiming is just a new beginning. Of course, the age of one hundred and three years can be considered Happy and sad.

"Dong~dong~dong~dong."

A slight drum sound sounded in their ears, and Yi Shuyuan and others looked for it one after another. The drum sound seemed to be coming from the southern horizon.

"What's this noise?"

Yan Shouyun asked subconsciously, and as time passed, the sound of the drum gradually became more obvious. At the same time, a cloud was approaching in the distant horizon. Some flags could be seen faintly above, and someone could also see someone beating the drum.

"Could it be that the heavenly soldiers are going to war?"

"That's wrong, the Heavenly Soldiers' expedition won't be on such a small scale!"

Hui Mian said this, and at the same time he had already seen clearly the situation in the cloud.

"Good guy, it's the Lord!"

"What prince?"

When Yan Shouyun asked, Yi Shuyuan had already figured it out and understood what happened.

Over there on the cloud head in the sky, the burly Xiao Junhou is now wearing a silver-gray armor. Next to the cloud head are at least hundreds of monsters with different cultivation levels, including little monsters with animal heads and human bodies, and a small number of transformed monsters. .

Moreover, they also carried the banner and set up several large drums, and a demon cultivator kept beating the drums and moved forward.

"Junhou, Dayong Mingzhou is just ahead. Do you think Mo Shangxian will be there?"

"Hey, he must be here, I just came back from heaven!"

Xiao Junhou moved his hands and feet, stretched out his hands to grab it, and waved the flag. Before he arrived in Mingzhou, he had already cast a spell to transmit the message.

"Shi Sheng - I am here - don't be greedy for sleep and gluttony - hurry up and set off with me. You saw me defeated back then, and now you are also witnessing my revenge and shame -"

"Boys, please beat the drum louder!"

"yes!"

"Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong."

Several little demons were also very excited. They hit the drum head hard with the drumsticks in their hands. Although there were only more than a hundred people, the momentum was like a large army passing through the border.

Few mortals could hear this noise, but of course it also alerted the ghosts and gods in the lower realms.

But when some ghosts and gods looked upward, Xiao Junhou, who was riding on the clouds, also noticed it. At this moment, he waved the flag in his hand, and a brilliant light flickered on it.

The inscription on the flag is "Xiao Junhou". On one side, there is a demon cultivator unrolling a scroll, which is an edict from the heaven, to prove that he is definitely not a troublemaker!

"Shi Sheng——But I haven't woken up yet, hahahahaha——"

Xiao Junhou's hearty voice reached Mingzhou City.

In Mo Mansion, Shi Sheng raised his head and looked at the southern sky, and Mo Xiaorong also frowned at the sky.

"Brother, there seems to be a drum sound."

"Well, there are some."

At the City God's Temple in Mingzhou City, the City God and some of the Yinsi gods appeared and looked at the sky, then quickly shook their heads and disappeared.

Some sighed "It's just vulgar!"

The clouds in the sky have reached Mingzhou, and have merged with the dark clouds above Mingzhou.

Xiao Junhou thrust the flag into the clouds and looked around Mingzhou City like other demon cultivators.

"Junhou, is that the Mo Mansion?" "I saw it too. It seems like there is something wrong?"

"What? Nothing?"

Xiao Junhou was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face faded, and then he realized that his wild laughter just now seemed inappropriate!