Two days later, the inner city of Liyang.

Mr. Liu's body was packed into a coffin made of jasper and delivered to Liyang late yesterday night.

This day is the first day of a week-long funeral for Mr. Liu Li, a secret adviser of Yang Xiang and a confidant of his siblings, or Liu Li.

The body was sent out in front of the Yamen in Liyang. Early in the morning, there were many villagers in Liyang who had known Liu Li, or heard about his deeds in Liyang, plus the disciples of the Xuanmo Temple, Lotte Club and other gangs under Ji Wen who came to mourn, and surrounded the entire Yamen of Liyang County.

After all, in the past two days, Liu Li's deeds publicized by the Liyang Yamen, he worked under Yang Guozhong and made good contributions to the political affairs of the Tang Dynasty. Although this person has been incognito and has been engaged in secret work, the enthusiasm of the villagers of Liyang is getting higher and higher.

The people of the Yang family came to preside over the funeral for him in person, and Mr. Liu Li returned to his hometown, and this glory is not something that the people of Liyang do not want to touch.

Xia Fanxing stood on the edge of the yamen, and beside him stood Ji Yanliu, Jin Qifa and others. There was no shortage of worried eyes on Li Wan, who was wearing a fancy costume and talking eagerly with Yang Qing, the third lady of the Yang family who came to mourn.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the gentle and elegant Li Wan, he viciously cursed the murderer in the Zhiyun Temple, saw Li Wan laughing and watching the disciples of the Lotte Club cut off a person's hamstrings alive, and saw him hurt people when he didn't go his way. But Xia Fanxing ignored one point, the side effects of Qingyan Pill could also make Li Wan very quiet and warm in front of Yang Qing. Li Wan is now as quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit.

There were tears in the corners of Yang Qing's eyes. It is conceivable how good the relationship between the Yang family and Mr. Liu was during his lifetime. She gently held Li Wan's hand and sighed softly, "Brother Wan, I didn't expect that seeing you after the moon viewing meeting would be like this......"

Li Wan had a smile on his face, and his other hand was on the back of Yang Qing's hand, "Maybe this is fate... Miss Yang, since ancient times, life and death have a fate, and wealth is in the sky. Mr. Liu Li has been loyal to the political cause of the Tang Dynasty all his life, and even sacrificed for the country, I think no one will forget him. ”

"Two years ago... Two years ago, I don't know why Uncle Liu left us, and I don't even know what mission he went on for my father... Brother Wan, Uncle Liu used to be kind to us, just like my own uncle... A week ago, the news came suddenly... Why...... Ah..."Yang Qingqiaomei's cheeks showed deep grief and indignation, "That Liuqiu Country, the land of all evils, is really damned!"

Li Wan gently hugged her shoulders and whispered in Yang Qing's ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here... When the situation in Datang stabilizes, a small country will be our Datang territory. ”

"Brother Wan, thank you... I don't know how I would have spent this week without you... You have to promise to stay with me all the time!" Yang Qing sighed and leaned forward.

"With me... With me, my brother will accompany you......"

Xia Fanxing couldn't be sure that he would send Liu Li's body back to Liyang, and then let Yang Qing come to mourn in person, whether this was Yang Guozhong's ploy, trying to use this beauty trick to distract Li Wan's attention, and then reduce his concern about Liyang's affairs.

But he obviously saw that Li Wan, who had always had a tepid attitude towards Yang Qing at the moon viewing party, was very emotional at the moment because of the side effects of Qingyan Pill. Maybe he himself has a good impression of Yang Qing, but he has only been hiding it because of his status as a prince. And now, Li Wan has been unable to control his emotions, and his attitude towards Yang Qing has become so ambiguous, also because of this elixir.

He was thinking now that if Li Wan continued like this, he would make a mistake sooner or later. Is there a way to make the medicinal power of this Qingyan Pill that has been trapped in the divine consciousness be cleared?

A loud trumpet sounded inside the Liyang Yamen. Several officials came out of it, waved their hands at the crowd, said something loudly, and asked everyone to stand aside, and behind them came the Tankaido people, who raised their hands above their heads and waved. The crowd in front of the door immediately dispersed obediently to both sides.

Xia Fanxing and the four of them were squeezed backwards, and he hurriedly pulled Ji Yanliu closer to him, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable getting too close to other people.

Mr. Liu Li, who has been blind for more than a month, is now sent back to Liyang for burial. Most of the pre-burial ceremonies take place here. Now all that is done is the first funeral step, the conjuring.

Yang Xuan, the eldest son of the Yang family, who hurried through the crowd before, like Yang Qing, his face was not very good, and it seemed that he had a very good relationship with Liu Li. The door of the yamen opened, and the four officials introduced a jasper coffin, on which the lotus flower was imprinted, and the workmanship was extremely exquisite. Liu Li was a monk before his death, and after his death, he also wanted to ask for a good fortune from Nine Lotus Sendai, so that he could be selected to ascend to the immortal realm. The officials gently placed the jasper coffin at the door of the yamen, and then retreated.

The Tankaido people walked to the middle of the crowd and called softly, and with a powerful sound technique, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Yang Qing let go of Li Wan's hand, walked to the coffin, and knelt on the ground. Li Wan stood behind her and closed her eyes.

At this time, a tall figure appeared on the roof of the yamen, holding a spirit flag, and changed into a white robe. Face the crowd and sit cross-legged. This is Yang Xuan, the eldest son of the Yang family. There were also two monks wearing white Taoist robes beside him, probably brought by Yang Mansion, sitting behind him, one holding a spirit banner in his hand, his eyes closed, and his mouth chanting.

"They, what are they doing?" Ji Yanliu, who was crowded in the crowd, gently tugged at Xia Fanxing's sleeve. After all, the funeral rites in their sect realm are completely different from mundane funerals, and they are much simpler. Although he asked a lot in advance, Xia Fanxing still didn't understand the whole process.

"This is a conjuring spirit, and those on the roof will try to call Mr. Liu's soul back later. The one they hold in their hands is called a spirit flag. ”

"It's... Does this work? The dead people, the master said that there was no way to save them. ”

Xia Fanxing leaned into her ear and said with a smile, "They are mortals, they are full." It's just a consolation. ”

At this time, Yang Xuan suddenly stood up from the roof, shouted some words that the people below couldn't understand, and waved the spirit flag in his hand. Xia Fanxing could only hear one word in Chang'an dialect - Mr. Liu.

The faces of the people below showed doubt. Jin Qifa seemed to know that Xia Fanxing didn't understand, so he turned his head and explained, "Mr. Liu died in the country of Liuqiu, and he must first use the language of Liuqiu to recall his soul from the underworld to the yang world. Then let him return to his homeland in our language. ”

Sure enough, after saying this, Yang Xuan continued to shout his soul again, and the two Taoist priests behind him also followed, but this time in the general Chang'an dialect. At the same time, the people who planted the sea before the crowd also used a loud voice to talk about Liu Li's unknown exploits in Yang Xiang's mansion before his death. Many of the villagers remembered the memories of those years.

I remembered that more than ten years ago, there was indeed a man named Liu Li, who was still a young man in his early twenties, and his name spread all over the township, and he was the material of Jinshi at that time. At this time, when I heard that he had helped Datang silently establish so many credits under Wei Guogong, I felt a sense of pride.

The leaders of the Dao Gang are even more unimaginable. Liu Li had no cultivation experience in Liyang, and they listened to the story of the sea of cultivation, and after entering the dynasty, Liu Li's final cultivation was already close to Jiedan. You must know that the head of the Cultivation Sea Dao is only at a high level in the early stage of the Yudan! This cultivation that Mr. Liu Li, who has not been known for more than ten years, is now one of the best existences even in the Weaving Cloud Concept!

"Mr. Liu! Mr. Liu! My hometown has arrived, I have returned!"

Mr. Liu... It's ...... to be there."

Xia Fanxing looked at Yang Xuan, who was hoarse and deeply moved on the roof. Unexpectedly, Yang Guozhong's eldest son, who is known as a traitor, is actually such a temperamental. "Could it really be such a coincidence that this is really just an ordinary funeral?"

"The hometown has arrived... Ah, come back!" Yang Xuan knelt on the roof, sniffed, and continued to shout Liu Li's ghost.

"Two years ago, Lord Yang Xiang was ordered by His Majesty to go to Tubo, the suzerain of the Southern Zhao Kingdom. Go and discuss the war of Nanzhao on the border of the land of Yungui in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, the war was fierce, and Wang Shi marched to Sichuan and Shu, and attacked Nanzhao in the south..."

"There was a war envoy who went to Tibet to write a war letter to the south and was tortured by the soup wok. Due to the secrecy of his work, Mr. Liu Li, who should not have interfered in this matter, took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the Tubo Palace to state the pros and cons for the benefit of the Tang Dynasty. With great strength, coupled with the history of friendship between the two countries, etc., the war interests of the Nanzhao Kingdom and the king of Tubo are explained. This enabled the border war between the two countries to be resolved in a bloodless manner. ”

"Although the soldiers are bloodless, they have completely preserved the status of the Tang Dynasty among the surrounding countries. In the covenant made, Tubo resumed the pre-war tribute to the Tang Dynasty, destroyed the Nanzhao royal family, and supported the new monarch to the throne. Yang Xiang has been unanimously praised by the government and the opposition for this matter, and Mr. Liu Li, a great talent from our Li County, is also a great contributor!"

Xia Fanxing observed the expressions of the villagers around him, and seemed to be nodding, feeling very proud of Liu Li. He couldn't help but lean into Ji Yanliu's ear and muttered, "What kind of soldiers are not bloody... Isn't it that Yang Guozhong was dragged by Nanzhao and couldn't continue to fight and sued for peace. ”

"yes, they're so happy. Ji Yanliu stood on tiptoe and said in Xia Fanxing's ear.

He lowered his head again, "Satisfy your vanity, after all, it is your own family that has made achievements." Human. ”

Xia Fanxing glanced around, lowered his head, and said softly on Ji Yanliu's neck, "It's like no matter what my Liu'er does, good or bad, I will think about it in a good place......"

"Mr. Liu! Return! Return to ......"

The spirit banner in Yang Xuan's hand was raised above his head, and his face showed deep disappointment and self-deprecation. After so long, Liu Li, who is kind and kind as if he was still yesterday, where can he come back by shouting twice?

He had already shouted Liu Li's full name three times, and the time for the half-pillar incense of the soul had passed. When the two Taoist priests behind him saw his expression, they also understood that they were about to enter the next step. The clothes they had prepared, the Taoist robe that Liu Li had worn before his death, were clean and spotless, and the two threw him under the eaves together.

When Yang Xuan began to shout his soul, someone handed Yang Qing a basin. She held the basin in both hands and took the robe that flew down from the roof. The coffin on the side was open. Without the slightest peculiar smell, Liu Li's face was covered with silk cloth, which is said to be his request before his death - no one should be allowed to see his face after death.

Yang Qing held the Taoist robe in the basin with both hands and slowly walked to the coffin in front of him. Take one step, as if you don't want to take the second step. Although she already knew that Liu Li was dead, there was nothing to bring him back.

She gently covered Liu Li's body. After waiting for a while, the corners of his eyes finally couldn't help but overflow with tears. Returning the clothes to the conjured person, but he did not react, which means that Liu Li will not be able to come back at all. Li Wan hurriedly took two steps forward, held Yang Qing's hands tightly, and comforted him.

There was a sigh from the crowd. The man on the roof disappeared at some point. When Li Wan pulled Yang Qing, who was sobbing softly, away, and the servants of the Yang family closed the coffin board, Xia Fanxing suddenly felt as if he had heard a voice.....

"Uh......"

His gaze was fixed on the coffin, which was gradually raised. Next, Liu Li's body was to be sent to a clear spring in Zhiyun Temple for bathing. And complete the process of wearing clothes and eating rice in the weaving cloud view. Two days after tomorrow, a mourning hall will be set up in the Weaving Cloud Temple for people to come to mourn and worship. Then the body of Liu Li will be closed again, and the funeral will be carried out for three days, which will travel all over Li County, and finally be buried in a feng shui treasure next to Li Shui.

As the crowd bustled in the direction of the Weaving Cloud Temple, Xia Fanxing clearly felt that the voice just now came from the jasper coffin?

But he was pretty sure that Liu Li was completely dead.

Mr. Liu... The hometown has arrived... Return to ......"

Xia Fanxing shook his head vigorously.