Outside Qinglan City, Cuiping Mountain.

Cuiping Mountain is the private property of the Mo family, and it is also the location of the tombs of the ancestors of the Mo family.

Deserted on weekdays.

But today is particularly lively.

Mo Qingyun, the second master of the Mo family, lingered on the sick bed for two years, and finally passed away.

As the second son of the Mo family, it is natural that he should enter the ancestral grave of the Mo family.

So early in the morning, the funeral procession of the Mo family left the Mo family. All the way out of the city up the mountain, just after this hour, I have already come to the halfway up the mountain.

Speaking of which, the Mo family seems to have been cursed in the past two years.

First, Mo Qingyun, the second master of the Mo family, was injured in an accident, and then began to be bedridden; Immediately after two months, Mo Yanjing, the old man of the Mo family, went mad while cultivating, and although he saved his life, the meridians of his lower limbs were completely destroyed, and he became a wasted person.

In order to save the second master of the Mo family, the Mo family almost exhausted all methods. It wasn't until three months ago that the Mo family suddenly heard that Jin Buming, the city lord of Wushuang City, had refined a high-grade elixir, and he might be able to treat the second master of the Mo family. So at that moment, Mo Qiancheng, the eldest young master of the Mo family, took people there.

Unexpectedly, it will never return, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

After that, Mo Fengwu, the eldest lady of the Mo family, also betrayed her family...... At this point, the dignified Mo family, which had made great contributions to the Great Liang country and shook the Quartet, only the old man Mo Yanjing remained, the seven-year-old grandson Mo Yibai in the second room, and the lady Shu Yan in the second room, and no one else.

Right now, the second master of the Mo family is also gone, and the Mo family is completely in decline.

And at this moment, the little young master Mo Yibai held the tablet and nodded, the old servant Fubo pushed the old man Mo Yanjing who was sitting in a wheelchair with red eyes, and the second lady Shu Yan followed in filial piety clothes, her face was haggard, her eyes were red and swollen, and she held the coffin and silently wept.

The tomb for the funeral has already been dug up.

When you get to the place, walk through it according to the rules, and then put the coffin into the cave. And at this moment, the second lady Shu Yan suddenly shouted:

"Father, let your daughter-in-law look at him again! Let me take one last look at him...... Woohoo......"

The second lady Shu Yan and the second master of the Mo family are a young couple with a deep relationship. Even in the later stage, the second master of the Mo family lingered on the sickbed, and the second lady never left the left and right, insisting on doing it herself. Now, seeing the coffin of the second master in the ground, the second lady couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

Mo Yanjing's always serious face also showed a trace of sadness, and then he raised his hand and waved it.

Suddenly, the Mo family opened the coffin that was already like a coffin in the tomb, and the second lady immediately jumped down desperately, threw herself on the coffin and cried bitterly.

The cry of grief is sad for those who see it, and the tears of those who hear it. But after all, yin and yang are separated, and what should be in the soil will be put into the ground. So when it was almost over, Mo Yanjing waved his hand again. Suddenly, several subordinates of the Mo family helped the second lady out, and then made a gesture to cover the coffin and fill the soil.

"No, don't...... Whining...... Qingyun! Qingyun ——! ”

"Cover it."

Mo Yanjing said in a deep voice, and his old face instantly seemed to be more than ten years old. But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the mountains and forests.

"Wait a minute!"

It was not a loud voice, but it was clear to everyone present.

When the sound fell, I saw a girl dressed in black and wearing a thin veil on her face, walking out of the mountains and forests.

The Mo family members present couldn't help but be stunned. Mo Yanjing, the old man of the Mo family who was sitting in a wheelchair, clenched the armrest slightly invisibly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

And Mo Fengwu came directly to the tomb and said: