Chapter 155: Daydreaming, Not Worthy of Spirit Cards
If it is said that the elderly can already be called shocking to wear linen and filial piety for the young, then behind this mighty team, a long line like a great wall of steel, is even more shocking!
In the long queue, there are bold young guys.
Each one, with firm steps!
Each one of them is heroic!
Each one, with a resolute countenance!
Step by step, they followed, and as far as the eye could see, there were young faces on the huge coffin.
Those are their comrades-in-arms, although they have never known each other, but they have the same roots, the same ancestry, and the same spirit!
At the front of the team, Chu Xuanyuan, who was wearing a one-star general's uniform, held the portrait in his hand, full of grief and indignation!
Finally, the day came.
Finally, I can see you off in person.
Finally, I can avenge you with my own hands.
You see, that is the head of the three families in Qingzhou, who is already old, but he still has to carry the coffin for you.
Behold, that is the woman you once was, the wicked woman, who killed you, and now she carries your coffin under your coffin.
You see, the three thousand gold armor behind you are all comrades-in-arms who came to see you off.
You see, among the three thousand gold armors, the golden ears hanging down to the ground, and the one with the badge and shawl, is our boss, and he has personally come to see you off.
The team went up the mountain, and the road was long.
Among the team, Li Tianhao, Zhao Jiacheng, and Sun Liwen's gray hair is particularly dazzling.
In the past month or so, the three of them have experienced countless psychological torments, and finally come here today.
Finally, is it almost over?
Why does the mountain of this evergreen cemetery look so high?
How does this road feel so long?
This coffin has been carried by more than 20 people from four families, why is it still so heavy?
Wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and continued to walk with difficulty, but he was already shaky.
The coffin falls to the ground, and the person dies!
This is the order before the coffin is carried.
Even though they were exhausted at this time and wanted to fall to the ground, the three of them didn't dare to relax in the slightest, still clenching their teeth and holding on to the thousand-pound coffin!
Of the three families in Qingzhou, no one dared to cross this rule, and the strong ones all took the initiative to bear the weight of the coffin and struggled forward.
Today's image of Bai Meng is a little miserable, and a small white suit is already dirty and messy.
The flying dust solidified into patches on his face.
She struggled to carry the corner of the coffin on her thin shoulders, and her steps faltered.
She wanted to give up, but she was afraid of death.
She is already selfish to the extreme, and she is also afraid of death to the extreme.
The wind gradually blew up.
The wind and clouds moved, and large dark clouds seemed to feel the call of the wind and rolled in.
Thunder resounded among the clouds, and between thunderbolts, heavy rain poured down, washing away the desolation in the ranks.
The send-off procession entered the cemetery in the rain.
Tread on the muddy road and keep going up, up!
The sudden rainstorm washed over the ground, and the otherwise clean road surface was full of mud, as if telling the pain of parting.
Crash......
I don't know whose foot slipped, and a large number of people tripped and fell into the muddy water.
The huge coffin also fell to the ground quickly as these people fell!
This ghostly scene shocked the clansmen of the three major families and Bai Meng to be stunned.
When the coffin falls, the person dies!
These six words are like a short blade pierced in the hearts of several people, making several people almost heartbroken!
Burst......
Fortunately, the golden silk nanmu coffin weighing thousands of catties did not fall to the ground.
Instead, he was carried on a sudden figure and carried on his back!
"Ah......h
In a roar, the single person carried the coffin, majestic!
Warrior Chu Xuanyuan!
He did not allow, did not allow his brother's coffin to be hit halfway.
He had been vigilant, afraid of such a scene.
Thankfully, he resisted the coffin.
Chu Xuanyuan, whose eyes were red, was about to move his steps, when he suddenly felt a light behind him, and a figure appeared behind him, carrying his shoulders on the two poles behind him, relieving him half of the burden.
The dazzling badge and the golden spike hanging down the ground all make people reverent.
"Boss!"
Chu Xuanyuan's tears soared, and the boss actually took action in person!
"Our brother, I'll carry it!"
Ye Ning looked at Chu Xuanyuan in front of him and nodded heavily.
"Let's carry it!"
The three thousand golden armors shouted in unison, rushed forward, and carried the coffin together!
"Hot-blooded men should be self-reliant,
Drink this bowl of wine from home,
The strong man is gone,
The Yellow River is rolling and the Yangtze River is surging
Give me life, give me strength
Let the blood stain the most beautiful flowers
Sprinkled on my chest
The red flag fluttered and the military horn sounded
The sword was unsheathed, thundering and lightning
Onward, onward, onward, onward! ”
I don't know who got up, and in the blink of an eye, they became one, and the men's singing trembled in the air, tragic and poignant.
The coffin moved forward again, and finally came to the tomb at the top of the mountain.
Ye Ning held Cao Ci's urn in both hands, tears in his eyes.
"Cao Ci, the boss is sorry for you!"
"The Boss shouldn't have let you come back."
"If you stay outside, although you may die in the end, you are also an iron-clad man, how can you die so aggrieved?"
Ye Ning's eyes were already crimson, and the tears of this unparalleled man in the world actually slid down like rain lines.
"Lao Cao, the boss has personally sent you off, you are safe in heaven!"
Chu Xuanyuan on the side also had red eyes, and looked up at the sky, as if above the sky, he saw that familiar smiling face.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.
Things have to be done after all.
Put the ashes into the coffin, seal the coffin, and bury the soil!
Three bottles of spirits are sprinkled, and a finger of fragrance is served.
"Ready...... Put! ”
Chu Xuanyuan raised his hand and clenched his five fingers.
The three thousand golden armors raised their guns to the sky in unison, and the sound of guns shook the sky.
At this moment, everyone in the three major families was already dead.
Li Tianhao, Zhao Jiacheng, Sun Liwen, and Bai Meng, dressed in linen and filial piety, were pulled to the tomb, looking at the young smiling face, as if they were laughing at the ignorance of the four of them.
"Li Tianhao!"
With a call, Li Tianhao hurriedly raised his head, but what he saw was a wooden spirit card handed over.
Three words on the book Li Tianhao!
"Zhao Jiacheng, Sun Liwen!"
The same shout sounded, and the two of them also received the wooden spirit card at the same time.
The three of them played a spirit together, did they even give them the spirit cards?
Only Bai Meng looked at the spirit cards of the three of them with some surprise.
In a trance, there was some joy.
Could it be that you don't have to die?
Otherwise, why don't you have your own spirit cards?
Bai Meng looked at Ye Ning suspiciously, and looked at the man who was dressed so that she didn't dare to look at it directly.
"You're curious why you don't have your spirit card?"
"You don't think you have to die?"
Ye Ning's words made Bai Meng swallow a mouthful of saliva.
This man was a demon, and he knew everything she thought.
"I'm telling you, because of you, you don't deserve the spirit card."
"Do you want someone to have a festival after you die?"
"Daydreaming!"
Four words, like a scoop of cold water, splashed on Bai Meng's heart, which had just regained the slightest warmth, completely extinguished all her hopes.
The autumn wind is bleak, the wind and rain are heavy, and the blood flowers are also big!