Here, the ritual of death day is to go to the Buddha hall to pray, then to the ridge, and each person is given a copper bell.

In front of the Buddha statue, shake the bronze bell, and use the bell to express mourning and bid farewell to the soul of the deceased. At the same time, the Great Elder led the people to the altar prepared in advance, placed offerings, and began to worship in turn according to the status of the people.

At the end of the prayer, the copied sutra must be handed in, and then the sutra will be read aloud by the great elder to comfort the soul of the deceased. Finally, burn the sutra in front of the grave of the deceased.

Everyone waited for half an hour, because the ceremony could not officially begin without waiting for the elders to appear.

"How long will we have to wait? The elders have not yet come. ”

"Shhh

“……”

The sound of conversation sounded quietly, and everyone did not dare to speak loudly, so as not to disturb the gods and the souls of the dead.

Zhao Lansheng closed his phoenix eyes tightly, his expression was always as plain as water, such a man as warm as jade, as if with a kind of pure elegance that is not stained with dust, as tranquil and beautiful as an ink painting, people can't help but fall for it. His white and slender fingers slowly pulled the copper bell, his handsome face was waveless, his posture was handsome and elegant, and the line of tears that slipped down the corners of his eyes was so shallow that he couldn't see it.

Hua Ruofeng quietly opened his eyes, and he soon saw tears in the corners of the man's eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was even more sure of his guess.

Standing at the front of the Buddha statue, the head of the Duanmu family, as An Zhen's husband, everyone present should be sad, he held the copper bell in his hands and shook it gently, as if he wanted to turn all the sorrow in his heart into thoughts and pinned on him.

The man who sadly expressed his sorrow had a handsome face, long and narrow phoenix eyes, oblique flying at the tail of his eyes, a high nose bridge, and a white robe without a trace of decoration set off his delicate and elegant temperament, clean as a breeze blowing slowly, different from Zhao Lansheng's graceful and warm like a tall and slender green bamboo, he had a kind of amazing handsomeness and nobility, and a touch of alienation.

A white-haired young man wearing a white shirt, at this time appeared in front of everyone with a wooden cane, and the bell tied to the wooden staff made a sound that attracted attention when he walked, and he glanced at Zhao Lansheng and Duanmu family masters who locked on to the crowd, his eyes narrowed, and a sense of déjà vu came to his face.

Sure enough, it's like a ......

The young man's wooden staff slammed the floor a few times, everyone opened their eyes and knelt down, Hua Ruofeng looked up, and made sure that he still didn't see the figure of that person, he knelt down unwillingly, and shouted with everyone: "Great Elder." ”

"God bless my Mo clan, today to mourn and comfort the souls of the dead, may they rest in peace."

The head of the Duanmu family has long been red-eyed, An Zhen has been dead for many years, although he has to participate in the death day every year, but every time he listens to this sentence, he is particularly sad.

He couldn't accept her loss.

An'er ......

After the Great Elder had spoken again, he walked out with all the people in the room, ready to go to the altar.

The head of the Duanmu family didn't move for a long time, still stunned at the copper bell, his eyes blinking blankly. Seeing this, Zhao Lansheng walked over and didn't say anything, just held his shoulder and said in a faint tone, "It's time for you to worship." ”

"I don't need you to remind you." He coldly shook off Zhao Lansheng's hand, and then walked with the crowd.

Hua Ruofeng smiled gloatingly, "It seems that he still feels uncomfortable seeing you and being ignored?" ”

"You can ask your dad how he feels."

“……”

I'll go!

and shut him up with his affairs!