In the pre-disaster world, the dead were generally cremated, which is not a tradition of the Chinese people, but it is common because of some historical reasons.

In ancient times, in order to prevent the plague, burning the corpse with a fire was undoubtedly the most appropriate choice, and could ensure that the bones would never be left in the wilderness.

But Qian Yukun's burial method is not cremation, but it has become extremely grand.

In order to show this grandeur, Luo Qi nailed more than 100 finger-thick nails on the coffin lid under the guidance of Zong Zemin, and resisted the coffin to the top of the low building under the eyes of everyone.

Then, a staff member dressed in black rushed into a room in the low building, and released the news of Qian Yukun's imminent burial by controlling the loudspeaker's speech device.

And not long after this news was published, countless people poured out of the wall, including young and old, men and women, with loved ones and some alone.

Except for the people who stayed in the hospital with excellent soundproofing, almost all the people in the residential area came to the interior of the base, and at a glance, it was all black and pressed with human heads.

Luo Qi stood at the edge of the low building, silently watching the crowd surging below, he was not in a hurry to go down, because Zong Zemin and other people dressed in black should go down first with the spirit card and the copper tripod.

Luo Qi didn't wait long.

Zong Zemin and others soon appeared, when more than 100 people appeared, their heads were already tied with white cloth belts, no one beat gongs and drums, and there was no mourning team, only Zong Zemin holding the spirit card and Fu Jun holding the copper tripod, walking side by side at the forefront of the team.

Everyone silently made way for Zong Zemin and others, and everyone kept looking at Zong Zemin and others.

Through the crowd, Zong Zemin and the others slowly walked to the bank of the only river in the base under the attention of everyone, and then stopped under the attention of everyone.

Then, eight sturdy men dressed in black came out of the crowd of more than 100 people with pickaxes or shovels and rolled up their sleeves.

Qian Yukun made it very clear in his will that his funeral was not allowed to be fanfare, extravagance and waste, the cemetery should be on the riverside, and only soil burial was allowed, and it was not allowed to be buried too deeply.

According to the words in the will, Qian Yukun wanted to hear the sound of running water and the sound of drawing water from time to time after he died.

Choosing a place close to the river, and the soil was very dry, eight men dressed in black began to dig the soil with the tools in their hands, it was winter at this time, and the ground was hard in most places, but probably because it was often washed by flowing water, the soil on the riverside was particularly loose, and the eight men in the prime of life dug a pit that was not too deep without much effort, and then returned to the black-clothed people.

For a moment, everyone looked at the pit that had been dug out, and they all fell silent, but the silence lasted only a few minutes, and many people in the crowd began to whisper.

There were more and more whispers, and the scene seemed a little noisy for a while, and there was a tendency to become more and more intense, just when someone was about to question Chao Zong Zemin and others, who couldn't help it, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and swept over many people.

This black shadow was deliberately left by Luo Qi, and if he used all his strength with his cultivation at this time, no one in the base would be able to find him.

But at this time, many people raised their heads after the black shadow, and they quickly found Luo Qi hanging in the air holding a coffin with one hand and wearing an emerald green military uniform.

In the midst of the exclamations, more people raised their heads, and more exclamations rang out.

For all the people in the base, it is not the first time they have seen the people who can be suspended in the air, and even many people have not seen Luo Qi for the first time, but most of them are still shocked by Luo Qi's appearance in their hearts.

This shock is not simply out of surprise, but also contains the awe and fear of the mentally handicapped against the strong.

Whether it is Zhou Fang or Luo Qi, they have a strength that the rest of the people in the base can't match, in the case of Qian Yukun being killed and Zhou Fang being arrested, Luo Qi, who is hanging in the air at this time, represents the strongest force in the entire base.

Looking down at the surging crowd below, listening to the bursts of exclamations coming from those crowds, Luo Qi was silent for a while, and then in his calm tone, he said two words in a very soft voice.

"Silence."

The two words that Luo Qi said rang unusually clearly in the ears of everyone who looked up at Luo Qi at this time, so everyone gathered on the earth closed their mouths.

The exclamations, which were getting louder and louder, came to an abrupt end.

More than 200,000 people were completely quiet.

After hearing the exclamations under him stop, Luo Qi drove the heat flow in his body and fell from the sky to the ground at a constant speed.

In the process of Luo Qi's whereabouts, everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Qi at this time.

Falling to the ground, Luo Qi resisted the coffin into the shallow pit dug, then lowered his head slightly, and stood quietly on the edge of the pit.

The eight men who were digging the pit walked out at this time, began to fill the pit with the tools used to dig the pit, and poured soil on the coffin, piled it next to the coffin, and the sound of digging was so clear in everyone's silence that everyone's eyes moved away from Luo Qi's body and looked at the coffin that was gradually buried by the mud.

"Woo~~!!"

I don't know when the choked sobs suddenly sounded, and I don't know who shed the tears first, the sad cry quickly spread through the crowd of onlookers, and soon drowned out the sound of digging.

No wonder, no wonder Zhou Fang wants to kill you at every opportunity.

Luo Qi turned his head slightly, looked at the people around him, his eyes were full of reverence and admiration, and said secretly: You are so popular and so popular, no matter how high Zhou Fang's popularity is, he can't compare to you after all.

Old general, alas, he can't compare, but if he wants to replace him, he can only kill you.

Luo Qi sighed secretly, then bent down silently, bowed happily towards the tomb that was about to be buried, and maintained a bent posture, waiting for the eight men to cover Qian Yukun's tomb with the last soil.

"The past of the deceased, the memory of the present!! ……”

Zong Zemin raised the spirit card, and roared hoarsely and angrily wrote a sacrificial text written by someone who didn't know who wrote it, and more than 100 people in black clothes and pants all bent down and bowed to the formed tomb like Luo Qi.

More than 200,000 onlookers also began to bow to the tomb.

At that moment, the bright sunlight sprinkled on the interior of the base, bringing most people the cold of winter.