There was something dull in the room.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the three artillery gangs also rushed over from the film and television city.

Now that the film they shot is about to be completed, in fact, the three guns and the gang have been idle in the past two days, and they will only occasionally make up one or two shots, even if Duan Yun doesn't call them, within three or two days, the crew should return to Kyoto.

After entering Duan Yun's apartment, seeing Ouyang Cheng's spiritual seat placed in the hall, everyone understood what was going on.

However, to Duan Yun's surprise, no one in the group of three guns cried, but after offering incense one by one, they kowtowed to the spiritual position three times in a row.

"Knock knock!"

The first kowtow of the three guns shook the marble floor under his feet slightly, and when he raised his head again, there was already a bloody gap on his forehead.

Everyone else present also kowtowed one by one, and the scene was very shocking.

As an outsider to the gang, Duan Yun had a hard time understanding the kind of friendship between this gang and Ouyang Cheng.

In fact, including the three cannons, many of them have been following Ouyang Cheng for seven or eight years, or even more than ten years, licking blood together, and being born and dying together.

Even if there were no Ouyang City, many people in it would not be able to live now, a lone wolf who had escaped from the wolf pack, and what was waiting for them was only cold and death.

These Jianghu people are used to seeing life and death, and Ouyang Cheng's departure, although they are sad, they will definitely not show it too strongly.

"Everyone is here, right?" Duan Yun asked casually after seeing the three artillery gangs kowtowing one by one.

"The brothers in Kyoto have already arrived. Hearing this, the three guns replied.

"Pick up your father, and we'll go now. Duan Yun said, picked up the urn from the spiritual seat, and put it in Ouyang Xiangnan's hands.

The next moment, Ouyang Xiangnan walked in the front, and the others slowly followed.

There was an air-conditioned bus from Clear Sky Film and Television Company parked downstairs, and after Duan Yun and the others got into the car, they slowly left the community and drove in the direction of Beiyuan.

Half an hour later, the bus entered the highway, and all the people on the bus fell into silence, and many of them showed a faint sadness on their faces, and their eyes were straight, as if they were thinking about something.

For six hours, everyone in the car was silent, until after arriving in Beiyuan at ten o'clock in the evening, Duan Yun first arranged them in his apartment in Beiyuan.

After ordering dozens of takeouts, the three guns and the gang sat around the floor of the hall on the first floor and ate, while Duan Yun, Ruan Yichen and Ouyang Xiangnan ate on the second floor.

There were Ouyang Cheng's ashes next to the dining table, which made the atmosphere of the three of them eating quite strange.

According to Duan Yun's plan, these people will be arranged to spend the night here tonight, and tomorrow morning, they will go to officially bury Ouyang Cheng's ashes.

Ouyang Xiangnan was not in the mood to eat at all, she just pulled a few mouthfuls of rice into her mouth with a blank expression, she couldn't eat it anymore, and walked to the next room with her father's urn in her arms.

Seeing this, Duan Yun and Ruan Yichen also looked helpless, after all, the relationship between the father and daughter is quite deep, and the sadness in Ouyang Xiangnan's heart is not something that they can comfort in a few words.

By midnight, everyone had fallen asleep, after all, after the long journey, everyone felt tired.

Duan Yun and Ruan Yichen lay down on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, Ruan Yichen was old and soon began to snore after feeling tired, and Duan Yun quickly fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, Duan Yun suddenly heard bursts of sobbing from the room next door where Ouyang Xiangnan was.

Hearing the cry, Duan Yun's head suddenly became bigger, and he originally wanted to go to her room to comfort her, but after thinking about it for a while, he simply covered his head with a quilt......

At dawn the next day, almost everyone had already gotten up early.

According to the plan, Ouyang Cheng's ashes were to be officially buried today, so these people opened their eyes early in the morning.

Duan Yun got up and walked to the next room, only to see that Ouyang Xiangnan had already prepared at this time, although he had washed his face, his two eye circles were obviously red and swollen.

"Let's go!" With Duan Yun's order, everyone walked out of Duan Yun's villa this time and got on the bus parked at the door.

Ouyang Xiangnan sat in the front row of the bus, and with her guiding the way, the car slowly drove towards the suburbs of Beiyuan.

Ouyang Xiangnan's grandmother's grave is not in the cemetery in Beiyuan, but on Pingtou Mountain in the southern suburbs.

There is a case mountain in front of Pingtou Mountain, there is a backing mountain in the back, there is a long stream in the middle, the feng shui is excellent, in the early years, many local people in the northern plains chose to build a tomb here, bury their families.

When Ouyang Cheng was in the Northern Plains, after his mother died, he buried his mother's ashes on the mountainside on this mountainside.

At that time, Ouyang Cheng was sixteen years old, and his family had no money, so in desperation, he stole a shovel from the hardware store, dug a grave for his mother alone, and after burying the ashes, even the tombstone was a wooden board, on which his mother's name was carved by Ouyang Cheng with a knife.

Later, with the rise of Ouyang Cheng in the underworld in the Northern Plains, he simply bought this Pingtou Mountain, and at the same time rearranged his mother's grave, all of which were built with the best marble, which was very luxurious.

Next to the tombstone of Ouyang Cheng's mother, there is also an empty tomb, which has no name on the tombstone, which is obviously reserved for the family's later use.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, in fact, not only Ouyang Cheng, but also many other bigwigs on the road, have also secretly prepared for their future affairs, and picked a piece of feng shui treasure land in advance.

After Duan Yun and his entourage parked the car at the foot of the mountain, they came to the cemetery of Ouyang Xiangnan's grandmother halfway up the mountain with the urn in their arms.

It is a rather luxuriously constructed tomb, and the tombstones are all made of white marble, and on both sides are beautifully carved Pan Long columns, which are obviously expensive.

Next to this large tomb, there is an empty tomb with relatively simple workmanship, just made of some ordinary marble, and there is a half-meter-high stone door at the entrance of the tomb, which can be seen to be empty.

"This is it...... Ouyang Xiangnan gently put his father's urn on the ground, and bowed deeply when he walked to his grandmother's grave.

Sanpao and the others standing behind them also took off their clothes, took out mineral water, and stepped forward to carefully wipe the tombstone of Ouyang Xiangnan's grandmother.

After two days, Ouyang Xiangnan's mood at this moment is still much calmer, although his eyes are still red and swollen, but from the point of view of his expression, he is no longer so sad.