Yan Sheng noticed that Hou Jimo was stunned, so he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Hou Jimo hurriedly said, "It's okay." ”

Of course, he will not divulge Song Weiguo's affairs, so he can be regarded as his subordinate.

Yan Sheng put down the pen and muttered, "With the strength of a sloppy Daoist, he could have become one of the most powerful competitors of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, but it's a pity that he really died like this." ”

Hou Jimo smiled: "What's the pity, isn't Neiding the Spirit Dragon King?" ”

Yan Sheng also smiled: "Who told me?" ”

Hou Jimo said with a chiseled voice: "You said in the holy decree that if you want to choose a martial arts alliance leader with martial arts, knowledge, and identity, only the Spirit Dragon King is the most suitable!" ”

Yan Sheng smiled and shook his head: "The Spirit Dragon King has a bad heart and great ambition, so he may not be the best candidate. When Zhou Dashuai recommended him, I vetoed it at the first time, which is the reason. ”

Hou Jimo suddenly realized: "Then, is it a good choice to be sloppy Taoist?" ”

"Not necessarily." Yan Sheng said: "Although the sloppy Taoist is not a bad person, and he has not done anything particularly out of the ordinary, he has an ambiguous relationship with Shi Aoxue of the Wind Demon Village, and he may not be able to fight the Wind Demon Village wholeheartedly after becoming the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. ”

Hou Jimo gasped, thinking that this saint really knew everything about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and then asked: "Then in the opinion of the saint, who is the most suitable to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?" ”

Yan Sheng said in a deep voice: "I can only look at it when the time comes, I hope that some talents will emerge this time...... Of course, it's not a big deal that the Spirit Dragon King is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, although this guy is not a good thing, I have the confidence to control him. ”

Hou Jimo bowed slightly: "Everything is in the hands of the saint." ”

……

As a captain of the Holy Guards of the Holy Palace, Song Weiguo wanted to call a special plane as easily.

So that night, he went to Weishui City.

As soon as he entered Zhuo's house, he saw a sloppy Taoist lying on the ground.

The whole person was dry and deflated, and motionless, as if he had lost his life.

"Master!"

Song Weiguo roared, and the whole person pounced.

With his rich experience, of course, he could judge in an instant that the sloppy Taoist was indeed dead.

"How...... What's going on? Song Weiguo, who has always been calm, his voice trembled slightly.

Ji Shengwen's face was solemn and he talked about the process.

Song Weiguo turned his head sharply and saw that Chen Dong was still lying on the side in a daze.

Of course, Song Weiguo was furious, and rushed to Chen Dong's side, raising his fist to beat him.

"Beat him, beat him to death!" Zhuo Yizhou shouted with red eyes next to him: "He was the one who hurt the master!" ”

But at this moment, Ji Shengwen grabbed Song Weiguo's arm.

"Senior Brother Song, it's none of his business......" Ji Shengwen said with sadness on his face: "Senior Brother Chen has repeatedly reminded me that Tongshen Pill may be risky, but Master insists on taking it. ”

In the description just now, in fact, Ji Shengwen has made it very clear.

Song Weiguo also knew that it was none of Chen Dong's business.

Song Weiguo slowly let go of Chen Dong's collar, slowly returned to the sloppy Taoist, and slowly sat down.

Looking at the sloppy Taoist's shriveled face, Song Weiguo was stunned.

He remembered a lot of things.

The process of acquaintance.

The process of apprenticeship.

Wandering the rivers and lakes, encountering danger several times, and being rescued by sloppy Taoists.

At the time, he was a teenager.

One day, when I went to school as usual, I suddenly felt nauseous, wanted to throw up, and broke out in a cold sweat.

A middle-aged man stood up with a smile and said, "Boy, your qualifications are good, are you interested in learning kung fu from me, and you will be the best in the world in the future!" ”

Everything flashed through his mind like a movie.

……

Song Weiguo didn't cry.

After all these years, he has long since lost the habit of crying.

Even if the master died, he could be very calm, and at most his eyes were a little sad.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Shengwen came over and asked Song Weiguo softly about what happened next.

When a sloppy Taoist dies, he has to be buried and buried, where and what day should he choose.

Song Weiguo is the senior brother, and of course everything is up to him.

Song Weiguo said: "I only have one day off, everything is fast and simple, and I buried the master near the Weishui River." ”

"Okay."

That night, several people slept at Zhuo's house and took turns to guard the spirits of the sloppy Taoists.

The next morning, the Zhuo family personally sent a car, along with the body of the sloppy Taoist, to send a few people to the bank of the Weishui River.

The Zhuo family has already chartered a cemetery here, and dug a pit overnight, made a monument, and prepared a coffin.

On the opposite side of the Weishui River is the Flying Star Tower.

However, this matter has nothing to do with Feixinglou, and Feixinglou has nothing to do with the sloppy Taoist.

If you want to say that there are entanglements, it has to be Qingyunguan.

After all, the sloppy Taoist came out of Qingyunguan, and Qingyunzi was also the little sister that the sloppy Taoist cared about the most before his life.

After discussing with Song Weiguo, Chen Dong also called Qingyunzi.

Told her the news.

And said: "Because of the urgency of time, it is too late for Master to return to his roots." Master Qingyun, if you want the right time, you can come to the Weishui River and send the master on his last journey. ”

Qingyunzi was silent for a while before saying, "I won't go." ”

The voice was incredibly heavy.

"Okay."

Chen Dong hung up the phone.

Chen Dong didn't know that Qingyunzi over there was already in tears.

He didn't have time to care about that.

He discussed the steps of the burial with several brothers and sisters.

Although everything is simple, there should still be something.

They first put the sloppy Taoist into the coffin, and then the four apprentices each carried a corner and walked around the entire Weishui River.

This is the spirit.

There are also road sacrifices, pot throwing, and paper money scattering, and these rituals are also complete.

Although there are only four people, they are worth a large army.

The last step is to be buried.

The pit was ready-made, and the four apprentices carefully put the coffin into the pit.

At this time, Chen Dong finally couldn't help it, and fell to his knees on the edge of the pit and cried.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault......"

After holding it all night, he still couldn't help it.

Although Ji Shengwen has always protected him and didn't let Song Weiguo and Zhuo Yizhou beat him, he actually wished that he would be beaten to death!

Obviously I'm not sure, I haven't verified it, I know it's poisonous, why do you let Master eat it?

What god of medicine?

Bullshit medicine god!

Chen Dong cried so much that tears flowed down the river.

Zhuo Yizhou was still scolding beside him: "It's all weird, it's weird!" ”

All four apprentices fell to their knees, grieving.

After a long time, Song Weiguo was the first to stand up, and said with a gloomy face: "Okay, let's send Master to be buried." ”

Song Weiguo took one last look at the pit, then picked up the shovel and poured dirt down.

Chen Dong, Zhuo Yizhou, and Ji Shengwen also picked up shovels one after another, splashing down with a shovel on the left and a shovel on the right.

It didn't take long for the entire coffin to be buried.

In the last step, the stele was erected.

There are a few big characters on the stele: The tomb of the sloppy Taoist.

The inscription is the name of the four apprentices, arranged one by one by generation, namely Song Weiguo, Ji Shengwen, Chen Dong and Zhuo Yizhou.

On the stele tree, this is considered to be in the soil for peace, and then every year Qingming and July 15 to burn incense.

The people were buried, and the four of them hadn't left yet, looking at the tombstone in a daze.

In the end, it was Song Weiguo who said first: "Let's go!" ”

After all, he still has official duties.

Song Weiguo was just about to turn around, but Zhuo Yizhou suddenly stopped him: "Senior Brother Song, wait a minute." ”

Song Weiguo asked suspiciously, "What?" ”

Zhuo Yizhou exhaled, looked at the other senior brothers, and then said, "Master has passed away, and everyone is in a bad mood, but there are some things that still need to be clarified...... Will there be any sloppy doors in the future? If so, who is in charge? ”

As soon as Zhuo Yizhou opened his mouth, the others were stunned.

They really hadn't thought about it.

Ji Shengwen was the first to say: "Of course, the master didn't say anything about disbanding the sloppy door!" In my opinion, only Senior Brother Song is qualified to be the head of the house, he has the deepest qualifications, the earliest entry time, and the strongest strength, who else is he? ”

If Song Weiguo is the head, the others will agree.

But it's a pity that Song Weiguo shook his head: "No, I have a public office, I am the captain of the third team of the Holy Palace Holy Guard, it is impossible to be the head of the house, and I don't have time to take care of the affairs of the sloppy door." ”

Speaking of this, Song Weiguo paused before continuing: "If you want me to see it, it's still Senior Brother Ji to be the head!" ”

Ji Shengwen is the head, and others will not object.

But Ji Shengwen's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, Master always said that I was dull and mediocre in my qualifications, what qualifications do I have to be the head?" Senior Brother Song, since I don't want to do it, it's better to leave it to Senior Brother Chen. Senior Brother Chen has extraordinary qualifications, his brain is also fast, and he has stayed in many sects, let him be the head of the sect, and he will definitely be able to carry forward the sloppy door! ”

Song Weiguo just wanted to nod in approval, but Zhuo Yizhou was the first to stand up and object: "No, I don't agree!" What qualifications does Senior Brother Chen have to be the head of the family, his strength is not the strongest, and the master was killed by him! ”

In fact, even if Zhuo Yizhou did not object, Chen Dong would not agree to be the head of the house.

He was still immersed in the huge self-blame for killing his master, how could he have this thought?

Chen Dong also shook his head and said, "Head, I don't do it." ”

The first three people are not the heads, and it seems that only Zhuo Yizhou can choose alone.

Actually, that's what he's aiming for.

As the head of the house, he is qualified to dispose of the treasure in the door "Ruyi Pei".

Zhuo Yizhou straightened his chest and waited for everyone to propose himself.

As a result, Song Weiguo was annoyed first, waved his hand and said: "No one is the head, just disband!" Anyway, the master is gone, and there is no sloppy door for sloppy Taoists, what is it called a sloppy door? ”

Ji Shengwen gritted his teeth and said: "Disband, disband!" Master's life's work, since we all don't care so much, I don't need to stick to it anymore! ”

Chen Dong was silent.

It didn't matter to him anything.

Zhuo Yizhou was so anxious that he almost jumped to his feet: "Why don't you ask my opinion?" ”

The four apprentices didn't know that while they were arguing, the eyes of the sloppy Taoist lying in the coffin in the grave that had been buried by the earth suddenly opened.