After sending the courier mail to Zishumo, the courier brother drove the little electric donkey and left.

Zi Shumo curiously looked at the courier mail and found that it was a courier in the same city, and the recipient was Zi Shumo. As he returned to his room, he opened the envelope, revealing a black invitation card that had fallen out.

The invitation was sent in the name of the Bliss Club, inviting Zishumo to gather at Yixiang Garden in Beichen District at ten o'clock tonight, leaving a detailed address on it, and at the same time asking for a black formal suit.

Beichen District is Brother Ren's territory, of course his son Shumo knows about this, but he doesn't know what Yixiangyuan is. Moreover, according to their previous agreement, Brother Ren shouldn't have come to trouble him so soon, is it really just a simple gathering? But if that's the case, why do you send invitations by courier? Is it a threat? is to tell Zi Shumo that they know where he lives, and if he doesn't automatically send it to the door, then the family will come to the door.

Thinking like this, Zishu Mo was also relieved. When I returned to the room, I quickly turned on the computer and checked the Internet. This Beichen District Yixiang Garden is a separate courtyard, which can be found on the map, but there is no more explanation. From the real map, it looks like an old-style courtyard, with a double-open vermilion lacquered wooden door at the door, and two huge lanterns hanging at the door, which are written "Ji" and "Le" respectively.

It seems that this is the private territory of the Elysium Society! Zi Shumo couldn't find more information about Yixiangyuan on the Internet, and suddenly remembered that he could ask Brother Feng, so he dialed Brother Feng'er's phone, but the strange thing was that Brother Feng'er's phone rang a few times and then hung up.

Is it busy? Or do you want to take care of yourself? Zi Shumo shook his head helplessly and put away his phone.

In the evening, Zi Shumo changed into a black suit according to the requirements on the invitation, and this suit was what Bai Mu Niang had to buy for him before. In order to match this outfit, Zi Shumo's hair was also touched with some hair wax and combed back neatly, making him look much more mature than usual.

Bai Mu Niang, who had just come back from the beauty salon, was changing shoes in the hallway, and when she heard the footsteps coming from upstairs, she looked up and saw a handsome man coming down the stairs.

"You're dressed like this, going on a blind date!?" Bai Mu Niang asked angrily.

Zi Shumo was not angry, and said the matter roughly, Bai Mu Niang couldn't help but squint her eyes: "This clearly shows that there is a problem, you just go empty-handed?" ”

"Do you think that even if I take the guy with me, I won't be checked?" Zi Shumo sneered while putting the mid-length black tweed coat on his body.

Bai Mu Niang's eyes rolled, where was she willing to let Zi Shumo go like this, and she just stuffed him with a bunch of messy "small weapons", and said while stuffing: "Be prepared!" Usually, if a person finds more than three weapons from you, they will give up and continue the search, which is a psychological problem, in short, it is not wrong to try! ”

Zishu Mo couldn't resist her, so she had to toss her.

Calling a car to the gate of Yixiang Garden in Beichen District, Zi Shumo found that the lanterns here were changed to white, white silk and white flowers were hung on the side of the door, and there were many wreaths piled on both sides.

Zishumo was stunned in place, and several men with white flowers on their sleeves guarding the door stepped forward and pushed him into the door. A man put a white flower on Zi Shumo, and the other two searched Zi Shumo up and down, Bai Mu Niang's "three-piece" theory did not work, all the weapons on his body were removed, even the mobile phone was not let go.

Someone on the side took a box and put his invitation card and weapons together, and at this time, Zi Shumo noticed that there was a small number under the little white flower pinned to him, which corresponded to the box that contained his items just now.

A short, middle-aged man gestured to Zi Shumo to follow him, walked through the patchwork courtyard, and led Zi Shumo to a temporary mourning hall in the courtyard.

Although it is a temporary construction, it still looks solemn, and the bizarre thing is that there are not only Taoist priests and monks, but also all kinds of dancing gods, feng shui gentlemen and even priests. These people are together but not smiling, and they are busy with their own business. The chanting of the scriptures, the Jiao of the Jiao, and the prayers of the prayers, in short, are orderly in chaos, irrelevant to each other, and quite tacit, and it seems that they have long been accustomed to this situation.

Zi Shumo was curious, so he had to look at it twice, but the situation was special and he wouldn't rashly ask anything.

In addition to these religious figures, the black-clothed brothers on both sides of a large neat array in Wuyang were quite eye-catching, although they were all wearing mourning clothes, but there was no sadness on their faces, more of a vigilant look.

The mourning hall was decorated in black and white, the smoky sandalwood burned as if it had caught fire, and many chairs were neatly placed near the entrance, on which sat a few people who Zi Shumo had never seen. In the center is a body surrounded by flowers, and on the offering table in front of the body is a photo of Su Liangren, as well as incense burners, incense sticks and other worship items. In front of the offering table, there was a row of brown mats wrapped in white cloth, and not far from the body stood a row of women of different ages, who seemed to belong to the family members, and these people also had different expressions.

A young woman was holding a little girl about two years old, and the two of them were full of sorrow, the little girl snuggled up to the woman, and her fleshy little hands grasped the woman's hand. Another woman, in her early thirties, looked indifferent, did not look at the young woman next to her at all, and could not even hide the disgust on her face when her gaze swept over.

A well-groomed woman in her early fifties lowered her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth downturned and her hands clenched at a white handkerchief showed that she was trying to restrain her emotions and express her gratitude to those who had come to mourn rather gracefully, and she seemed to be the pillar of the group. Her short hair was neatly combed back of her head, a white flower pinned to her ear, and a tired look on her unpowdered face. But it is not difficult to see from the eyebrows and eyes that she must have been a great beauty when she was young, and even if she looks at it at this moment, she still has charm.

Zishu Mo was unexpectedly pushed in front of Su Liangren's spiritual seat, he groaned slightly, and slowly put a stick of incense on Brother Ren. No matter what he thinks of Brother Ren, he knows the custom of the dead being great.

After the incense, the short man led Zi Shumo to the group of women again, and leaned next to the woman in her early fifties and whispered, "Sister Yun, this person is Zi Shumo." ”

Sister Yun looked up at Zi Shumo, with resentment and curiosity in her eyes, and at the same time a hint of surprise.

She stretched out her hand to pin the broken hair that fell from her ear behind her ear, and was about to say something to Zi Shumo, when she suddenly heard a noise outside, and then saw a tall middle-aged man walking in surrounded by a group of people.