Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 45: The old man is really selfish!

Anjia Village, at the entrance of the village.

Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu are waiting here.

The two of them were still wearing the same black suits as yesterday, but on one arm of each of them, there was a piece of black cloth with the word "Dian" written on it.

They knew that today was the day when Anping married his old man and his funeral was held.

After receiving Fang Zheng's order yesterday, they immediately went to ask the villagers.

Therefore, the two of them decided to wait here today.

"coming!"

At this time, Zhao Haizhu raised his hand and pointed at the group of people walking out of the village.

Wang Hai nodded and frowned suddenly.

To be honest, he didn't want to attend the funeral of Mr. An Pingjie at first.

After their various investigations, he now confirmed that Mr. An Pingjie was just an ordinary person.

But at the farewell ceremony for the heroes of the military region, was the old man Anpingjie who appeared, someone else, or was it just a deception?

These are currently unknown.

And Mr. Fang also ordered that they attend the funeral and live broadcast the whole process. In Wang Hai's opinion, this was really just taking off his pants and farting - unnecessary.

But he dared to say this in his heart when Mr. Fang was not around.

"I don't know what Mr. Fang means by asking us to attend the funeral." Zhao Haizhu muttered.

Wang Hai shook his head and smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I want to know too."

Then, he straightened up and straightened his body: "Forget it, let's talk about it after attending the funeral. I bothered you yesterday. It is also necessary to attend the funeral and pay homage today."

Just as the two were talking.

The team in the village to see off old man An Pingjie arrived.

Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu nodded to the two people at the front of the team.

Then, get out of the way and let the seeing off team go first.

In the end, the two of them followed closely at the back of the team, just following silently without saying a word.

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The mountain where the Changsheng Temple is located is not close to Anjia Village.

But it's not very far.

Because the location is really remote and on the top of a mountain, the road up the mountain is very rugged.

Therefore, this "View of Immortality" is more like a place where Taoists devote themselves to practice, and almost no one knows about this place.

Even in Anjia Village, only some old people knew that such a place existed after hearing what the old man An Pingjie said.

At this time, we were on a winding mountain road leading to the "Eternal Life View".

The trees are lush and green, and ancient trees rise into the sky, blocking out the sun and bringing shade to the group going up the mountain.

The unpolluted air in the mountains is also very fresh. Taking a deep breath can calm your mind.

The group of people were dressed in white plain clothes, with black cloth hanging on their arms. The word "Dian" was written on the black cloth.

No one was in the mood to watch the scenery in the mountains, and no one cared about the fresh air and the tranquility in the mountains and forests.

Their hearts were burdened, and what they had to do next brought back the sadness deep in their hearts.

Behind the advancing team, there were four people carrying a coffin, following closely behind the crowd. At the same time, they had to be careful about the path they stepped on, for fear of missing a step and it would be the end.

It's fine if they fall. But if Mr. An Pingjie "falls", they can't bear the responsibility.

"How long will it take?"

At this time, a middle-aged man carrying the coffin wiped the sweat flowing from his forehead and asked.

"It's coming soon. According to the village chief, it's on the top of the mountain."

The leading man responded.

"I hope we can get there soon. This mountain road is really difficult." The middle-aged man complained.

At this time, this mentality is not unique to middle-aged men.

But most of the people attending the funeral had this idea.

The mountain road was indeed difficult to walk, and since there were so many of them, they inevitably walked slowly. The crowds and the sun high in the sky made their originally sad mood immediately turn into a little irritable.

"Why does Mr. An have to hold a funeral here at Shanmen? Can't it be done in the village?"

Someone in the crowd whispered.

This sentence immediately resonated with some people.

"This old man Shunzi has to be buried on this mountain. Doesn't this make us suffer? It's too far to walk here from the village."

"That's the second best thing. We still have to hold these things and carry Mr. Shunzi."

"Let me tell you, just find a place with better feng shui in the back hill of the village and bury Mr. Shunzi. I have to come to this shabby mountain. I really don't know what I think."

Just when these people were muttering.

"Don't you know that Mr. Shunzi is devoted to Taoism? Mr. Shunzi always says that he is the Taoist priest of the Temple of Immortality. It is understandable that he wants to hold a funeral here."

A kind-hearted villager turned around with a smile, looked at the dissatisfied villagers, and tried to smooth things over.

Hearing this, some of the muttering villagers rolled their eyes, some snorted, and some secretly sneered.

"You are devoted to the Tao? You talk about it all day long, but you are quite committed to the Tao."

"He spends the whole day either performing rituals for people or walking around the village wearing a Taoist robe, as if he is preaching."

"Let me tell you, the old man keeps saying that he is a Taoist priest, which is nonsense. He is definitely old and confused. He is old and old. He just likes to believe this. He believes it and believes it. Even he believes it."

"If he wasn't stupid, how could he choose to be buried so far away? I think he did it on purpose. He thought everyone in the village was idle, thinking only of himself and not others."

"That's right, really selfish."

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