readx;?“ Open the lid of the coffin and let Ru Ping see Huailiang for the last time!" After Bao Ye stood up, Mr. Xiao Lu calmed down, and then said to Lu Xiao in a deep voice, Lu Xiao nodded, and directly took down the green lantern on the coffin, walked to Shen Ruping, who had changed into filial piety, and handed it to her, Shen Ruping took the green lantern, a little distracted. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lu Xiao turned around and went back directly, and lifted the lid of the coffin that had just been covered and not nailed.

Shen Ruping held the ever-bright lamp in both hands, slowly walked to the coffin, and saw the person she was familiar with lying quietly in the coffin, he was changed into a shroud, his face was pale, and the white was terrifying! She had mixed feelings and knelt lightly on the ground.

"Dao Chief, please recite a mantra to help people die, and send my old friend all the way!" Mr. Xiao Lu also walked to the coffin, and said to Mu Yi who was standing aside, while reaching out and gently nodding Shen Huailiang's forehead in the coffin.

Mu Yi stepped forward, stood on the other side of the coffin, and began to recite the mantra of the dead, and when he was about to recite it for the second time, he was waved and stopped by Mr. Xiao Lu.

"It's good to do it all over again, everything is simple!" Mr. Xiao Lu said in a deep voice, "Get up, Ruping!" After speaking, he reached out and helped Shen Ruping up from the ground.

Lu Xiao stepped forward, re-closed the lid of the coffin, and then took out eight steel nails and a hammer from the corner of the tomb, and began to seal the coffin. Seeing the steel nails being knocked into the coffin, Shen Ruping finally shed tears.

"You two, help me open the sarcophagus!" After Lu Xiao sealed the wooden coffin, Mr. Xiao Lu said this to Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan, Sanqing immediately pulled the reluctant Soul Haoxuan to the sarcophagus, Sanqing stretched out his hand and tried it, the sarcophagus was very heavy, sinking beyond his imagination, he spread his hands to Soul Haoxuan, expressing helplessness, Soul Haoxuan immediately responded to him with a roll of his eyes and expressed his disdain.

"Get out of the way!" Soul Haoxuan coldly spit out these two words, and then pulled out the ancient sword, Sanqing immediately consciously flashed to the side when he saw this, and Soul Haoxuan inserted the ancient sword into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body, and then gently exerted force, and the coffin lid was obviously pried up by more than an inch.

"You stay away!" Soul Haoxuan said coldly again, Sanqing immediately understood that he was going to directly lift the coffin lid, so he leaned back again.

"Wait, you won't break the lid of the coffin like this!" Soul Haoxuan over there was just about to exert his strength, but here Sanqing opened his mouth to stop him.

"Don't worry, it can't be broken!" It was Mr. Xiao Lu who answered, he obviously saw what Soul Haoxuan wanted to do, and he was obviously full of confidence in the sarcophagus he had built.

Hearing Mr. Xiao Lu's words, Soul Haoxuan no longer cared about anything, he exerted his force violently, and the coffin lid immediately broke away from the sarcophagus, almost soaring into the air, and after flipping twice in the air, it smashed on the ground with a "bang", stirring up a lot of dust, but the coffin lid was undamaged.

"Young man is so strong!" Soul Haoxuan's move made everyone present stunned, and Mr. Xiao Lu was even more praised.

"This guy is better!" Soul Haoxuan responded coldly to Mr. Xiao Lu's praise, and shook the ancient sword he was guarding while speaking, this was actually the voice of Mr. Xiao Lu, although he was praising Soul Haoxuan, it was actually the sword in the hand of Soul Haoxuan, Soul Haoxuan heard it, and he didn't hide it, and it was broken directly.

"It's indeed a good sword, can you lend me a look?" Mr. Xiao Lu saw that Soul Haoxuan had already broken through, and it would be boring for him to be bored, so he said what he thought in his heart.

"You see!" Soul Haoxuan said as he handed the ancient sword to Mr. Xiao Lu.

Mr. Xiao Lu took the sword, and immediately felt surprised, this sword was lighter, much lighter than he imagined. He held the ancient sword, carefully observed, did not let go of every small pattern on the sword, and even tried the blade with his fingers, but the sword was not as sharp as he imagined, this is probably the so-called edge restrained! After seeing the ancient sword, Mr. Xiao Lu took the scabbard in Soul Haoxuan's hand again, and looked at it carefully, the more he looked, the more his brows tightened.

"Dare to ask what dynasty is this sword? I'm dizzy, and I can't see it after looking at it for a long time!" After a while, Mr. Xiao Lu returned the ancient sword to Soul Haoxuan, and by the way, he expressed his doubts in his heart.

"I don't know!" Soul Haoxuan replied after squinting at the ancient sword in his hand.

"It's really strange, from its texture it looks like an object after the Warring States Period, from the style it looks like something from the Tang Dynasty, and from the pattern alone, it looks like the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but this hardness is probably not something from any dynasty can reach it!" Mr. Xiao Lu muttered, his face full of doubts, he glanced at his watch, there were five minutes until twelve o'clock at noon, so he stopped dwelling on the matter of the ancient sword, and turned his attention back to Shen Huailiang's funeral.

"Let's be buried!" Mr. Xiao Lu retracted his attention, walked to the wooden coffin and said in a deep voice, Lu Xiao immediately stepped forward, and the father and son lifted the wooden coffin one by one and slowly walked towards the sarcophagus, and then lifted it high and hovered on the sarcophagus.

"Huailiang, you go all the way, you shouldn't be alone with the old housekeeper on the Huangquan Road, don't be in a hurry to reincarnate in the underworld to play chess with my old father, listen to his nagging, wait for me, I should come to report soon!" Mr. Xiao Lu said this earnestly, the time came to noon, and the father and son of the Lu family gently put the wooden coffin into the sarcophagus, and then bowed deeply three times.

After Mr. Xiao Lu, everyone bowed three times to the sarcophagus, Shen Ruping knelt on the ground again and wept silently, Lin Danhong stroked her head on the side, and let him mourn and change. Soul Haoxuan and Sanqing raised the coffin lid on the ground and re-covered the sarcophagus, Shen Huailiang's funeral was completed here, there was no once majestic funeral, only a daughter, two old people and a few Pingshui who met or the blessings of those who had never met.

"Sir, when my father was alive, he told me that if something happened to me one day, I must hand this over to you!" Shen Ruping stood up and walked to Mr. Xiao Lu's side with Lin Danhong's support, said with a pear blossom with rain, and handed a scroll of paintings to Mr. Xiao Lu.

"Hey, it's all providence together! If I hadn't discovered this painting, there wouldn't have been so many things!" Mr. Xiao Lu took the scroll and sighed.

At this time, Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan both focused their attention on the scroll in Mr. Xiao Lu's hand, they all knew what it was, and they seemed to see what was going to happen next.

Shen Ruping was lying on the sarcophagus with two layers of coffins, he seemed to see his father's pale face, and such a passage inexplicably surfaced in his heart: "You are like the old locust tree that fell at the entrance of the village and turned into dust, like the withered dog's tail grass, turned into soil, and at this moment dust returns to dust......

(To be continued.) )