"It's okay to ...... like this" Cao Ping only thanked Mu because Cheng Li died of illness, which led to excessive sadness, and he missed Cheng Li, so he wanted to do so.

And there is nothing to be surprised about.

After comforting Xie Mu a few more words, he closed the door and left, leaving Xie Mu alone in the room.

"Uncle Cheng died, although I can tell you that Uncle Cheng designated me as the owner of the village, but after all, there is no evidence, it is really difficult to convince others, if there is any evidence, you can safely get the position of the owner of the village......"

"Something like that...... There is only the pair of tiger talismans that were kept by Uncle Cheng......" Speaking of this, Xie Mu smiled self-deprecatingly. "Fate is really tricky, and I actually need to use that tiger talisman again......"

After Xie Mu finished speaking, he walked towards Cheng Li's bed, but when he walked to the bed and glanced at the bed with his eyes, he immediately frowned. "It's strange, Uncle Cheng is used to putting the tiger talisman next to the bed, reminiscing about the events of the battlefield, and the tiger talisman now has no other practical significance...... Why is it gone? ”

"Somewhere else?" Xie Mu looked back and forth, and simply rummaged through Cheng Li's room...... It's just that to his disappointment...... Nothing he needed...... There really isn't a ......

Xie Mu didn't make any more meaningless searches, and thought about it again. "Perhaps...... Maybe it was taken away by Liu Ziyou! ”

The more he thought about it, the more likely it became, until at last he was completely convinced. "He must have taken it!"

"I see! His so-called arrangement is to steal the tiger talisman as a token! appeared when I succeeded the owner of the village, as a proof that Cheng Li handed over the position of the owner of the village to him! ”

"If that's the case. That's interesting. Xie Mu laughed, not showing any more disappointment because the tiger talisman was stolen. Instead, he opened his mouth happily.

Because he thinks...... He has already understood Ziyou's purpose and has already grasped Ziyou's careful thoughts.

"Did he just show up in front of me to show off his might, thinking that he would have the last laugh...... Then I will tell him personally with the facts that he will never be as good as me! ”

Xie Mu collapsed heavily, opened the door with great confidence, and walked out, when he saw the busy figure of the other thieves preparing for Cheng Li's funeral. Again his expression was retracted and turned into a sad expression.

The whole cottage is shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere!

Grabbed a thief who was holding a white cloth and was about to send it somewhere. "I'll inform the others that everyone will keep a vigil for Uncle Cheng tonight. Everyone must be present...... Remember, it's everyone! ”

"That's a must!" The little thief nodded heavily, his eyes were red, and he had obviously just cried. "Boss Cheng treats us very well. At this time, there is a night vigil for Boss Cheng. Who would say half a word! I'm the first to spare him! ”

The little thief is hot-blooded and strong-blooded, and he is also a man of temperament.

Xie Mu patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said no more.

He raised his feet and walked towards the main hall of the cottage.

Thousands of bandits, there are always birth, old age, sickness and death, every time at this time, their coffins will always be parked in the main hall overnight, and buried the next day, no matter how high or low. It's all true.

It's just that Cheng Li is the object of worship of thousands of thieves, and others spontaneously put his funeral on a large scale. To a new level.

All the bandits wore white, and white cloth was not enough, so they used light-colored clothes and lime instead...... It was such a scene that made the whole cottage feel as if it had snowed for the first time.

The square under the main hall is already a sea of white, and inside the main hall, there are also rows of white clothes.

When Xie Mu stepped into the main hall, the mourning hall had been basically set up, and the speed at which everyone joined forces was really fast.

The black coffin was parked in the middle, and the major leaders of Jiuli Cottage lined up in two columns, kneeling in front of the coffin...... Weep.

"General Cheng ......"

"Boss Cheng...... You're good ......."

The sound of this is endless.

Xie Mu walked to the coffin, knelt down heavily, and then nodded his head to the ground, and made a big gift for Cheng Li very reverently!

"Uncle Cheng...... You shouldn't have left so early...... Our great cause of the Black Flag Army needs you, brothers can't live without you! How can you do that...... Leave everyone behind! How can it! ”

Xie Mu couldn't cry silently, and when the others saw his excessive sadness, someone came to help.

"Thank you for the ...... of the Young Lord's Day"

"Mourning ......"

Xie Mu broke free from the kindness of others, and still knelt on the ground, unable to extricate himself.

"Thank you, young master!" Suddenly, a thief suddenly stepped forward and said, his voice was loud, and the people in the hall and the hall were clearly audible, and there were faint signs of quieting down. "You are the only person you have seen when Boss Cheng died of illness, and the Lord has not yet been buried, why don't you take this opportunity to do so in front of everyone, in front of everyone...... Tell us about Boss Cheng's legacy? ”

After this person's reminder, everyone else felt very polite and expressed their approval.

Even Gao Ping, who was sitting at the head of the leaders, spoke. "Young Master Xie said, in front of General Cheng, tell everyone what he said last."

At this point, Xie Mu had no possibility of escaping, and his body, which was originally extremely sad, slowly stood up, moved to the front of the hall, faced all the bandits, and then said. "Since that's the case, then I'll tell you Uncle Cheng's last words......"

"Uncle Cheng said that he was really unwilling to die of illness, all because of his heart, one Luo Yuan is not dead, he can't kill the traitor, the second is that the flood is not extinguished, the black flag is not prosperous, and the third is that we are comfortable here, far from a long-term plan, and the fourth is ......"

Xie Mu said a lot, but he didn't mention the matter of the owner of the village.

But this kind of thing is indeed the thing that everyone is most concerned about, for these bandits, the belonging of the owner of the village is closer to their reality.

"Although Uncle Cheng is old, his ambition is still there, we must uphold Uncle Cheng's will, cut Luo Yuan and fight the Great Flood, gather the black flag and conquer the world...... Waiting for ......"

Xie Mu said a lot, and even some casual bandits stood up directly. "After Boss Cheng, who will be the owner of the village?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire bandit fell silent, and all the eyes of everyone focused on Xie Mu's body.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xie Mu stopped talking and looked at everyone.

"This ......"

"Young master, just say it...... Who did Boss Cheng let be the owner of the village. Cao Ping said impatiently.

"Uncle Cheng ...... the position of the owner of the village"

Others listened intently, for fear that one would accidentally hear it wrong.

"I've handed it over to the next ......" Cheng Li's expression was unwavering, and it seemed that saying such a thing was just a natural thing, which made it difficult to doubt.

"It can't be!" There was humanity in the crowd.

(To be continued.) )