Volume 1: The Borderless City: The Temple of the Dead (3)
A white lone star stretches across the city, and the rings of Saturn, light as a veil, seem to mourn. It whispered some kind of solemn and strange march, as if the behemoth on the other side of the sky was emitting a dying wail.
Woowoooooooooo
Jacob didn't understand where the voice was coming from. He sat in the first row of the black-clad crowd and felt nothing more than the whole world melting around him.
Cha Cha sat on his right hand, and behind him sat a disguised "Cobra", Cha Cha didn't like him to follow him aggressively, so Cobra practiced a superb masquerade skill. He brushed his hair back, wore clear rimless glasses, grew a short beard, and wore a white rose pinned like everyone else in a plain black suit with a long tuxedo. Suit thugs.
Jacob himself was flanked by Moonlight Luke, and to his left was Kerry Yelan, who wondered how this man could wear a dirty cowboy style in his suit.
The man on stage cleared his throat.
"May God, the Lord of the South, and the gods of heaven forgive his soul and cleanse him from his sins. My brother Lanchuwa has completed his journey on earth. Grandpa Lan's brother whispered on the stage, Jacob didn't remember that Grandpa Lan had a brother, but this person's pitted face did seem to be a little familiar. He glanced sadly in their direction.
As everyone stood up in mourning, the moonlight pinched Jacob's shoulder. People kept coming to comfort him, familiar faces, unfamiliar faces. Jacob numbly thanked him according to the etiquette that Cha Cha had taught him in the morning. The coffin is made of biodegradable materials, and the seeds of the subspecies walnut tree are buried in the mezzanine, and in a few years, a towering tree will grow in the resting place of Grandpa Lan, with a blue crown lined with bright purple luminous luminescence, which must be beautiful.
The last person to come was Lan Chuwa's brother, the one who called himself Lan Yaoshen. "Son, he went somewhere better." He said that although his face was heavy, he seemed to be sincerely happy for Grandpa Lan. "Flowers bloom all over the place, and the sun shines on the ground. There he could not be sad about what he had done in his youth, quiet and serene. Very good. β
"What did he do when he was younger?" Jacob asked.
"Like all young people, I've done something stupid that I think back a little bit on. A game, a woman, a chaotic age. The stage of fate rises and falls, and everything in the past is like a layer of light. β
Lord Moonlight dealt with a few acquaintances, and walked over slowly, looking old. Despite knowing that Moonlight was no longer young, Jacob had never felt that the word "old" could be used for him. "I knew about Alain's funeral, and you had to come."
"Ah, I'm kind of overjoyed. You will never experience the beauty of country life, moonlight. Lan Yaoshen replied lightly.
"Country?" Moonlight glanced at Jacob with interest, "The city hasn't been peaceful lately, and it seems like a good idea to hide in the country." β
"I'm not hiding, if you must know."
"Alain didn't deserve to die." Moonlight said through gritted teeth.
"He shouldn't have died." Grandpa Lan's brother agreed, and a faint shadow flashed on Moonlight's face.
"Alain died, you have to do something."
"For years, Lanchuwa prayed day and night for salvation." Lan Yaoshen said, "Guchengguan called 'sin prayer', he didn't believe in God, but he prayed to all the gods, hoping to be freed from his deep guilt. β
"Who of us isn't." Moonlight sighed softly.
"My grandfather is not guilty." Jacob gritted his teeth and said, "You, why do you say that? β
Lan Yaoshen looked at him: "Your adoptive grandfather is an amazing person. All you know is his diligence after retirement, but how do you know the fighting of his youth? Only history has the right to judge Lanchova's merits, but none of the things he did were for himself. The boy, saying that he is guilty is because he wants people to understand the weight he has borne for them all along. β
Jacob found that he didn't like Grandpa Lan's older brother. He wears a mask of hypocrisy, he thought.
"Don't take it seriously, Jacob." Moonlight said, "This man looks at things from a strange angle. β
Lan Yaoshen smiled, it was a smile for an old friend for many years, Jacob couldn't understand the years and stories behind this smile, he only felt strange and distant. For some reason, he felt that this person was lying, and he must not be related to Grandpa Lan by blood.
When they looked at each other, Lan Yaoshen's face was expressionless, and his blue eyes were defensive and indifferent. There was a gratuitous anger brewing somewhere in Jacob's heart.
Cha Cha is also wary of this person. After the crowd dispersed, she found Jacob.
"Grandpa Lan, that brother has a problem." She gets straight to the point.
"Do you think too?"
"It is said that he came from the mountains in the south...... Do you believe it? I don't believe it anyway. β
"But he seems to know your grandfather quite well." Jacob said.
"Maybe that's why he's so good at deceiving people." Cha Cha said categorically, as if this was defined. "What do you usually call him?"
"Me? I haven't met him. β
Cha Cha looked even more suspicious. "It's strange, I don't know who invited him...... Look at how fake his face is. β
Jacob thought back to Lan Yaoshen's expressionless face, and his hairs stood on end.
"Aren't you going to ask Moonlight-sama?"
"He's old, brother. When my grandfather was young, he loved to make friends, and there were always times when he was inaccurate in his judgment of peopleβor often inaccurate. Anyway, I've got people stalking him, Clay Ann, you've seen it, that little man, the person he's eyeing can't run. β
Jacob was very uneasy, but it wasn't because Cha Cha sent someone to follow Grandpa Lan's brother. He vaguely felt that everything was covered with a faint fog, but this fog was enough to disturb people's eyes and make people unable to see reality.
The work of burying the walnut coffin is not complicated. A dusty fat man carries an exoskeleton with six mechanical arms, each holding a tool, ranging from a giant shovel to break ground and a small tool for delicate work. Jacob found in his pocket and the ID card given to him by the police, and returned it to Grandpa Lan before the first handful of soil to fill the coffin fell. This is a testament to the fact that a person has traveled in this world. The fat man digging in the earth looked at him sadly, and only the two of them were left in the cemetery.
Does Semi-Cyborg also have this feeling? Jacob always thought they were like robots, just working with their heads bored.