When I heard the news, my brain was stunned, Huang Teng passed away? How is it possible, I heard that it is still a heart attack? It can't be fake news. But looking at the anxious look of the squad leader, it should be true, everyone is an adult, and it is impossible to make such a boring joke.

When the squad leader left, Luo Wei pulled me to talk about it, this kid didn't have any sadness, more schadenfreude, and his words were full of excitement. I really didn't have the heart to talk to him about this, so I left the dormitory under the pretext of checking the situation. When I came to Huang Teng's office, I saw that a lot of police officers had come, the corridor had been blocked, and many students gathered outside the corridor at night, so many people were silent, staring at the office together.

After a short time, a stretcher was lifted out of it, and there was a person lying on it, covered with a white cloth, and his figure really looked like Huang Teng.

The staff carrying the corpse told us to avoid a road and gradually move away. When the corpse was far away, everyone was talking in a low voice, and at this time, the second senior brother Sun Dapeng came out of the office with a calm face, saw so many people, frowned and roared: "Is it for you to be idle, go back to sleep!" ”

Sun Dapeng is the de facto administrator of the school, usually unsmiling, very majestic, and when he roared like this, everyone began to disperse.

At this time, a voice came, "Dapeng, everyone is kind, don't be so fierce." ”

Yo, there are still people in the school who dare to talk to Sun Dapeng like this, we looked back, and the person who spoke turned out to be Lu You, he is a senior brother, a cut higher than Sun Dapeng.

Sun Dapeng looked at him, snorted coldly, and walked away, the relationship between the two didn't seem to be very good.

Lu You's expression was sad, and he comforted everyone and said that Dapeng was in a very bad mood, and his speech was a little harder, so don't be surprised, let's go back to sleep.

The people present are all social elites, otherwise they don't have so much money to come here to learn any spiritual courses, everyone is like a mirror in their hearts, Sun Dapeng is black-faced, Lu You is now red-faced, one rigid and one soft. This is not necessarily the cooperation of the two, but the confrontation of the two.

Huang Teng has already hung up, the school has no leader, the country cannot be without a king for a day, and the most qualified and prestigious people who have reached the top are Sun Dapeng and Lu You, and the open and secret struggle has begun.

But none of this has anything to do with me. My mind is full of question marks, Huang Teng is a first-class master, who would believe that he suddenly had a heart attack, there must be a hidden secret here.

What bothers me the most is that the purpose of my coming here is to learn the Tao and consult and summon Meng Po, but now nothing has been implemented, Huang Teng is hanging up like this, how can I really reason.

For the next three days, the school was extremely chaotic, with all classes suspended and students resting for three days. Except for the internal staff and the three classes of internship instructors, the school does not accept any outsiders and is closed.

We stayed at the school, we didn't know anything about the high-level closed doors, we were nervous and bored, and we spent almost all three days in anxiety. A lot of people are mentally prepared to quit school if they can't do it, and that being said, many people actually have a sense of belonging to the school, and it's not so simple to really withdraw from this organization.

During these three days, I mingled with the people in the purple class, and we just ate, drank, played poker, and played board games every day. My good friend Abba asked me if I wanted to tell Li Damin about Mr. Huang's death. I shook my head helplessly, saying that Li Damin didn't even have a figure now, and no one could find him.

At the head of the third day, the school issued a notice that at six o'clock tomorrow morning, all staff will go to the funeral home to participate in the memorial service of teacher Huang Teng. All staff attended, not allowed to be absent, how to arrange follow-up personnel, and a detailed plan will be given to everyone after the memorial service.

Many people went to bed early at night, but the school's conference room was still bright all night, and the high-level management estimated that there was still no negotiation, and the final negotiations were underway, and the confrontation was all night, and the specific arrangements could only be revealed tomorrow.

I thought about it carefully at night, Huang Teng's training institution is actually quite large, sometimes the transaction flow of a class can reach two or three hundred thousand, plus a lot of hidden income, this is also a cornucopia in a year, there is no old and young in front of the interests, I don't know how much blood, transaction and betrayal have happened behind it in the past three days.

At five o'clock the next day, everyone washed up and gathered in the parking lot of the building. Four buses came, and a few jeeps drove the road, and the scene was quite huge.

We got in the car and the convoy drove all the way out of the parking lot and headed straight for the funeral home.

The city funeral home and the crematorium are one, according to the process, after the body is said goodbye, it is directly pushed into the cremation area, and a big fire burns Huang Teng clean, no matter how tall the master is, he can't stand the end of the ashes.

The funeral home is too remote, but fortunately there is no traffic jam in the morning, and you can see the wild grass in the fields on both sides swaying in the wind on the road, and the scenery is solemn. There was no one in the car to speak, no one to talk, and there was an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

My mood was inexplicably gloomy, leaning back in the chair and dozing off, when Abba next to me suddenly sighed: "It's raining." ”

When I opened my eyes, the sky outside was overcast, the rain was falling, and the windows were marked with water. After a while, a dull thunder sounded, and lightning pierced the sky.

Then the rain poured down, and the whole world was dark, and soon a rain curtain was hung outside.

Abba sighed, "This weather is really appropriate." ”

I suddenly remembered that Li Damin had instructed that if it rained, I would go to the house where the bell was untied. Isn't it raining? My heart was pounding and I took a few deep breaths, very excited and excited. If it weren't for the funeral in a moment, I'd have slipped away right now.

I finally arrived at the funeral home, ho, the rain was so heavy that I couldn't hold the umbrella. The students talked about it, saying that it had not rained so much this summer. Mr. Huang, this is a grievance.

The school was very thoughtful, and Teacher A Fang got a lot of black umbrellas out of nowhere, and when everyone got off the bus, one person took one.

Everyone opened the black umbrella and lined up to go inside, which was quite imposing.

At six o'clock, Huang Teng's memorial service began in the No. 1 hall of the funeral home.

Only then did I know that Huang Teng actually had a wife, his wife was a woman who was not good-looking, and he also had a big boy about seventeen or eighteen years old, who should be Huang Teng's son, as if he had not graduated from high school, thin and hunchbacked, with a face full of acne, hiding behind his mother, cowardly and afraid to greet people.

Abba and I glanced at each other, I didn't expect that Huang Teng, a master of money and status, would find such a wife and have such a son, I can't imagine.

The host was Teacher A Fang, who read the manuscript with emotion, all of which praised Huang Teng's beautiful words during his lifetime. After reading it, it was a farewell to the body, and I found a very unusual thing, Lu You stood next to the family and shook hands with everyone, while Sun Dapeng was not there.

I asked Abba in a low voice, and Abba told me that he had noticed a long time ago, and that the second senior brother, Sun Dapeng, seemed to have left at the beginning of the memorial service.

The situation has become clear, and Lu You should have won this power struggle.

Lu You and I are old acquaintances, and he is always better than Sun Dapeng. When I lined up to go in front of Lu You, I shook him heavily and whispered, "Congratulations."

Lu You was stunned for a moment, his face was expressionless, and then he nodded lightly with actions that were not easy to be noticed by others.

I was about to get to the next person, when a dark cloud floated outside the window of the funeral home, and the light dimmed for a moment, and I saw Lu You's eyes like an abyss, hidden in shadows. I was in a trance, and all my consciousness seemed to be sucked into his eyes.

The dark cloud drifted over, and Lu You's face brightened again.

I had palpitations, and when I came out of the hall, the rain had not stopped. I stood under the porch and smoked, my heart beating fast. I recognized Lu You's eyes just now, Lu You, who was possessed by "advanced wisdom" in the internal course that day, was such a look, deep and evil.

I had a very strange idea, which took root and sprouted like a seed. The thought made my hands tremble terribly, probably not.

After the memorial service, Teacher Ah Fang called everyone to gather in the lobby, and she read out the following arrangement, everyone should leave the school and come back again in three days, and the school will have more detailed arrangements at that time.

The next thing is to arrange a car to go back, and there is a dinner party for white things, but many people don't have this appetite, and when they get to the city, they disperse more than half, and I also got off the bus and took a taxi to go straight to Hongmei Community.

Hongmei Community belongs to the old city for decades, and it rains so heavily that the ground is full of water. The taxi drove to the intersection and said that I would not go inside, so I had to go in by myself with a small broken umbrella. There were almost no people to be seen on the road, there was heavy water everywhere, and many cars were flooded. There were a lot of long wires outside the residential building that were crumbling in the storm, and I was terrified to see that breaking one of them would have to kill me.

In the heavy rain, this community turned out to be a trap for hiding murderous opportunities everywhere. I was cautious all the way, and finally came to the downstairs of the Jieling's house, when suddenly there was a muffled thunder.

I looked up and saw that this building was an old building, with a total of seven floors, and in the lightning in the sky, I faintly saw a person standing on the rooftop, and his figure flickered in the darkness and light.

With such heavy rain, this person has no rain gear, as if he is wearing a very strange hat on his head.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt struck, and his face instantly lit up, and at this moment my mouth opened wide, he was, was it Li Damin?!

Li Damin stood on the edge of the rooftop, his body shaky, as if he was about to jump from there.