Chen Musheng is very mixed up and very cheating, he once said a sentence, there are many people, there are many guys, and there are many banknotes, you can imagine the arrogance of the mongrel, and you can also imagine how bad the mongrels are, even if it is Brother Hu Yao in the lower mountain, he doesn't pay attention to it.

However, there are two people in this city, he will never dare to provoke and cannot afford to provoke, one is his boss Li Kuiqing, the leader of Xicheng, and the other is the eighth master of our South Gate.

Whoever stands up and says a word from these two can make a difference in the city.

Chen Musheng doesn't have such ability and confidence yet, so facing the pressure of the eighth master, it will not be smaller than facing hundreds of Nanmen junior brothers.

The eighth master didn't say anything, just asked Chen Musheng a few words lightly, Chen Musheng was already scared out of a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned around and asked the younger brothers to drive the car away, don't block the traffic.

Seeing that Chen Musheng was still in good order, the eighth master was slightly satisfied, nodded, and said, "Go in and put incense on the pillar, and take your people away." ”

Chen Musheng didn't dare not agree, and hurriedly led people to the gate of the funeral home.

The eighth master led all the horses and horses of our south gate to follow.

Seeing Chen Musheng walking into the funeral home, the scene was in a commotion, and many people exchanged heads and whispered.

"Why did Chen Musheng come?"

"What is Chen Mu doing here?"

"Chen Musheng came here, but he was afraid of being uneasy and kind."

But then I saw the eighth master appear at the gate of the funeral home, and the scene was even more shocking, no one would have thought that Fei Ge's funeral Eighth Master would actually attend in person, and not only the eighth master, but all the big brother-level characters at the south gate were all absent.

When the sister-in-law saw Chen Musheng, she instantly lost control, crying and screaming and came up to slap Chen Musheng, so that Chen Musheng could save Feige's life, although Chen Musheng was very angry, but he was limited to the presence of the eighth master, and he didn't dare to do anything to the sister-in-law, so he could only let the sister-in-law fight.

Long Ju whispered in the eighth master's ear: "Eighth master, do you want to stop it?" ”

The eighth master waved his hand and said, "You go and persuade Zhanfei's wife." ”

Guo Tingting suddenly interjected and said, "Dad, I'll go." ”

The eighth master looked at Guo Tingting, and Guo Tingting said, "Women and women should talk better." ”

The eighth master immediately nodded and agreed.

Although the eighth master didn't say anything, I saw that his face was a little unsightly, and a majestic aura faintly appeared between his eyebrows.

Guo Tingting walked over and hugged her sister-in-law, and dragged her sister-in-law aside while persuading.

Brother Yao turned back to me and said, "Xiao Kun, you go and light incense for them." ”

I instinctively rejected the incense for Chen Musheng, but when Brother Yao spoke, I couldn't help but do it, especially when there were so many people on the scene, if I disobeyed the order, Brother Yao would have no face, and I would also leave a bad impression in the hearts of the eighth master and everyone.

"Yes, Brother Yao."

I nodded and said, and after speaking, I walked quickly to the incense table in front of the mourning hall, picked up the incense on the incense table, and lit it on the candle.

After the incense was lit, I walked to Chen Musheng with the incense.

But the more I looked at Chen Musheng, the more unhappy I became, and I wondered in my heart, how to rectify Chen Musheng?

After thinking about it, he thought of a way, when he walked in front of Chen Musheng, he pretended to hand the incense to Chen Musheng, but deliberately let go before Chen Musheng caught the incense, and the incense fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention."

I brushed my hand and said, turned around and stepped aside, without the slightest intention of helping Chen Musheng pick up the incense.

In front of so many people, Chen Musheng was embarrassed, should he pick it up or not?

Long Ju, Brother Yao and the others also looked at Chen Musheng for a long time, watching Chen Musheng's reaction.

Chen Musheng gritted his teeth, cast a murderous glance at me, and then bent down to pick up the incense.

Seeing this scene, all the people at the South Gate laughed.

Although it was just picking up incense, it seemed to be a trivial thing, but the meaning behind it was relatively large, which meant that he Chen Musheng had succumbed.

When Chen Musheng was picking up incense, the eighth master stood on the dragon's head and walked next to Chen Musheng, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Chen Musheng.

Chen Musheng was intimidated by the majesty of the eighth master, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, holding incense in both hands, bent down deeply in front of the statue of Fei Ge, and bowed to Fei Ge.

But just as Chen Musheng was bending down, the eighth master's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted: "Chen Musheng! ”

Chen Musheng's face was shocked, and he turned his head to look at the eighth master.

The eighth master said sharply: "Kneel!" As he spoke, he struck a cane at the crook of Chen Musheng's leg.

There is nothing special about this staff, it is neither very fast, nor too slow, not slow.

But the scene that followed was a big surprise to me.

Chen Musheng saw the eighth master's crutch smashed into the crook of his leg, and wanted to reach out to snatch the eighth master's dragon head cane, but when his hand was about to touch the dragon head cane, the dragon head cane in the eighth master's hand suddenly retracted, inserted it into his back, and then stepped forward, whirring two fists, hitting Chen Musheng's face, and then jumped up and flew his feet, and with a bang, Chen Musheng fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.

The eighth master made a move to level Chen Musheng, but in just a moment, it was completed almost in the blink of an eye, as smooth as flowing water, and his agility was far from being comparable to ordinary people, and his size was huge, and the clothes on his body were loose, giving people a sense of beauty with big sleeves fluttering and pleasing to the eye.

As soon as Chen Musheng fell to the ground, he was about to get up, but before he got up, there were two bangs, only to see the eighth master kicking with two feet, and Chen Musheng fell to the ground on the spot.

Chen Musheng still remembered that one of the eighth master's dragon head staff was already on Chen Musheng's neck, and said lightly: "If you don't want me to break your dog's legs, kowtow three times, get out!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and shouted again: "And you!" ”

Chen Musheng's little brother one by one, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know whether to kneel or not.

Chen Musheng glanced at the eighth master, and when he saw the eighth master glaring angrily, he finally gave in, turned around and said, "Kneel down and kowtow!" The dead are great, and they are nothing. After speaking, he turned back to the statue of Fei Ge and knocked it to the ground.

Seeing that Chen Musheng had taken the lead, the rest of Chen Musheng's younger brothers dared to hesitate, and knelt down in front of Feige's portrait.

Chen Musheng kowtowed, and was about to raise his head, when the eighth master shouted again: "Admit your mistake!" ”

Chen Musheng hesitated again and said loudly: "Brother Fei, I was wrong! ”

Only then did the eighth master have a relaxed face and took back the dragon head staff.

Chen Musheng knocked back twice, respectfully kowtowed twice in front of Fei Ge, then got up and said, "Eighth Master, can I go?" ”

The eighth master hummed lightly, and Chen Musheng took the people away with a disgraced face.

Brother Yao walked up to the eighth master and whispered, "Eighth master, Song Chaodong killed Da Fei, did he just let him go?" ”

The eighth master said: "Today is Zhanfei's funeral, and there are reporters outside, so it is not appropriate to make trouble, and if they are moved today, they may also say that our south gate is bullying more and less, and I Guo Bafang is bullying the small." Let them go, and the matter of revenge will be discussed later. ”

"Yes, Eighth Master."

Brother Yao respectfully agreed.

The eighth master immediately looked at me and said, "Who is this young man, he is quite a seed, even Chen Musheng dares to tease." ”

Brother Yao said: "He is Mo Xiaokun, I mentioned it to the eighth master." ”

"Well, that's good!"

The eighth master nodded, and then continued: "The funeral continues. After speaking, he walked to his sister-in-law, took his sister-in-law's hand and patted it lightly, while comforting his sister-in-law.

After Chen Musheng took people away, the funeral was able to go smoothly, and people came one after another, including people from the Brotherhood, which was enough to give Fei Ge face.

At twelve o'clock, the funeral officially began, and Brother Lin stepped forward to read the eulogy.

The eulogy is all about Feige's deeds before his death, and many of the brothers in the Guanyin Temple at the scene couldn't help crying when they listened to it.

Sadness spread through the hall, and no one could help but feel sad.

After the funeral, a group of brothers from Guanyin Temple and I carried the coffin and sent Fei Ge up the mountain.

In the cemetery, the sister-in-law was crying again, Guo Tingting had been comforting on the side, but it had no effect, and it was not until the time she went down the mountain that the sister-in-law was slightly better.

I followed the crowd down the mountain, and when I was halfway there, a middle-aged man caught up and said, "You are Mo Xiaokun." ”

I glanced back and saw that it was a stranger, so I asked, "I'm Mo Xiaokun, are you?" ”

"Our eldest lady asked me to pass this letter on to you."

The middle-aged man handed me a letter.

I took the letter and looked at the words on the envelope, and immediately recognized it, but it wasn't Zhang Yumeng's handwriting?