The person in the photo is Qian Yukun, and in addition to the wreaths and photos stacked in an orderly manner, there are many people standing in the hall, many people standing in front of the photos.

They were all dressed in black, and each of them had a white cloth tied around his right sleeve.

When Luo Qi walked down the stairs and into the hall, those people all turned their heads in unison and looked at him.

Facing everyone's eyes, Luo Qi, who was wearing clothes that were obviously different from those of others, and had a general's medal on his chest, frowned slightly, he was in a low building before, and his sense could not be expanded, and when he went down the stairs, he habitually did not have a sense to investigate first, and at this time he was not psychologically prepared, so he was a little caught off guard.

And Luo Qi never thought that Qian Yukun had been dead for nearly ten days, and there would be such a posthumous portrait.

However, Luo Qi quickly calmed down, and soon made a sad expression, and was just about to open his mouth to ask for a pillar of incense for the deceased old man, when he saw that those people in the hall suddenly straightened their waists, and then saluted him with a standard military salute.

"Smack!" ~~ The sound of stepping, which is neat and clear, echoes throughout the hall.

Watching everyone's movements, Luo Qi, who heard the sound of everyone stepping on the ground, was still a little stunned at first, but before he came back to his senses, he heard those who saluted him, and shouted at him in unison: "Admiral Luo!" We've been here for a long time, and we've finally waited for you to come! ”

There were no less than a hundred of them, but the words they spoke together seemed to have been rehearsed in advance, and their tones were almost identical, and they did not seem noisy at all.

"Ugh!"

Luo Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, forgetting what he wanted to say before for a while, and saw that the crowd in front of him suddenly made way for him, and through this path, Luo Qi saw a coffin and a table.

The table was placed in front of the coffin, on which were placed a plate of fruits and vegetables, a plate of dried meat, a plate of steamed fish and a bottle of wine, in addition to these tributes, there was also a small copper-yellow tripod, which contained fine sand, and many sticks of incense were inserted on the sand, and the top of the incense was lit with fire, and the surface of those fine sand was covered with thick incense ash.

Two red candles, standing side by side in front of the copper tripod, the candle flame is very quiet, and the candlelight is very weak.

A tablet engraved with the three characters of Qian Yukun with a red pen is placed behind the copper tripod.

Luo Qi looked at the table and the coffin, and after being silent for a while, he crossed the path and came to the table.

"Little brother."

Slightly hoarse, full of sad voices, it reached Luo Qi's ears, Luo Qi was slightly stunned, then looked for the sound to look to the side, and saw Zong Zemin holding a bunch of red incense and dressed in black.

"Give, give."

Zong Zemin held the incense in his hand and handed it to Luo Qi, who quickly stretched out his hands and held the incense.

To be honest, Luo Qi is not too familiar with Qian Yukun, and the relationship between the two cannot be said to be too close, but since Qian Yukun is dead, Luo Qi still expresses his respect for him.

Honestly lit the incense with the candle flame, and then honestly planted the incense, Luo Qi bowed three times in a row towards the tablet on the table, and then turned to look at Zong Zemin with some puzzlement, and then whispered: "Zong, well, Professor Zong, what's going on?" It's been so long, why is the general's body still here!? ”

After all, it was in the mourning hall, and Luo Qi didn't call Zong Zhumin an old man as usual.

"Little brother, don't you know, we also want to let the general enter the ground as soon as possible, but Sergeant Hui won't let it!"

Zong Zemin pursed his mouth, his tone was extremely dissatisfied, and he seemed to be very unaccustomed to Huigen's actions.

"Then Sergeant Hui said that Admiral Luo must be allowed to do this in the future in order to consolidate the hearts of the people in the base, I'll go to him!"

Zong Zemin suddenly said something that was not too dirty, and then said with indignation on his face: "I am ashamed that the general trusted him so much during his lifetime, and handed over the control of the armed helicopter fleet to this person!" As a result, this person didn't let the general be buried, he really deserved to be hit by five thunders, and he couldn't die well!! ”

Zong Zemin's voice was a little louder, but everyone in the hall had an indifferent expression on this, and even some people nodded vigorously with Zong Zemin.

It can be seen that these people really have a lot of opinions about Huigen's approach.

Luo Qi turned his head to observe the faces of the people around him, pursed his lips again, and then took a breath with his nose, and a suspicious look appeared on his face.

"Professor Zong, after so many days, hasn't the general's body decomposed?"

Hearing this, Zong Zemin pursed his lips slightly, then shook his head at Luo Qi, and said with a puzzled face: "Little brother, I can't answer your question, this, although the general's body has obvious signs of dehydration these days, there is no trace of decay, this, this ......." ”

Zong Zemin's tone was full of doubts, he really couldn't explain the secret that Qian Yukun's body didn't decompose, Luo Qi heard this, but he was a little surprised in his heart, and immediately said: "Can I open it and see General Qian?" ”

Hearing this, Zong Zemin sighed slightly and said, "Yes, I had to wait for you to come before nailing the coffin." ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi turned his head to look at the rest of the people with an inquiring gaze, but he didn't see any doubts on the faces of these people, so he boldly walked to the coffin behind the wooden table, and carefully moved the coffin lid to open a little gap.

Through the gap, Luo Qi looked at Qian Yukun's bloodless pale face with the naked eye, and at the same time expanded his senses, and carefully explored for a while, only to determine that Zong Xuanmin did not deceive him, Qian Yukun's body really did not have any traces of corruption, and it was different from what was seen with the naked eye, Luo Qi found that on every inch of Qian Yukun's skin, there were many very thin and tiny soil particles that ordinary people could not see at all.

It should be these soil particles that protect Qian Yukun's body from being disturbed by bacteria and flies.

"Ugh."

Gently closing the lid of the coffin, Luo Qi shook his head slightly, and then sighed.

Regardless of whether the body is rotten or not, when Luo Qi saw Qian Yukun's sunken cheeks and a much thinner face at first glance, Luo Qi could be 100% sure that Qian Yukun was really dead.

Since the vicious battle with Zhou Fang, Luo Qi has broken through the realm and entered the void, and his strength has made a qualitative leap, and at the same time, he can see things that many people can't see, and he can see clearly whether a person is really dead with just a glance.

"Is nailing a coffin a nail coffin lid?"

Qian Yukun's death made Luo Qi a little regretful, but this was already the case, and Luo Qi couldn't force it, so he turned his head to look at Zong Zemin standing in front of the wooden table, and said, "What do I need to do?" ”

Hearing this, Zong Zemin met Luo Qi's gaze but turned his head to look at Fu Jun, who was standing beside him and had not spoken.

Facing Zong Zemin's gaze, Fu Jun saluted Luo Qi with a solemn face, and then said in a very serious tone: "General, I once made a will. ”