Walking into the makeshift position formed by the convoy, I searched for Tianyu, but I didn't find her.

At this time, several people came to the front, led by Kun Ba, who was also painted on his body and face, and followed by Ge Laojiu and Sun Yishou, who also hung up colors at different levels. Beside them, there was a person who was particularly eye-catching, wearing a white coat and coat, with towering hair, dressed like an ancient scholar, although his body was stained with blood, but it could be seen that he was not injured.

I was very surprised in my heart, how could such a handsome scholar in fancy clothes not find out about his existence before.

But when I thought of the Kun Eighth Sister I met before, I felt that it might be that there were many people in the team, and it was normal not to notice it.

The fifth master told the visitor that the explosion designed by me and the fat man saved everyone's lives at a critical moment.

Everyone looked at the two of us who were not injured at all, and gave us a thumbs up, and kept praising us for being amazing, and our wisdom and kung fu are all handsome talents.

I didn't have time to listen to these people's praise, and now I had a lot of things to solve, so I couldn't help but ask, "Where is my senior sister?" Where is the old man parked now? How did everything settle down next? ”

The scholar in the white coat suddenly said, "I don't see it, you are still a quick temper." Your senior sister took someone to drive back to the camp to collect supplies; The body of the old man was parked in the only tent on the east side; Follow-up things, it's not like I've been waiting for Fifth Master Zha to come back and deal with it. ”

I ignored this girly-speaking little white face, and pulled the fat man and the fifth master. Go straight to the old man's tent where he was parked.

The makeshift tent was not covered by a curtain, and a simple wooden bed was erected in the center to check the old man's body. It was parked on it, and there was a brazier on the ground, and someone was burning paper money.

The old man changed into a set of clean clothes, someone should have tidied up his appearance, and the old man seemed to be asleep.

The fat man and I couldn't stop crying anymore, crying and lighting incense on the incense table next to us, and bowing three times to the old man's body.

The fifth master patted me and the fat man on the back pityingly. I wiped the tears from my face and asked the fifth master, "Fifth brother, the old man's body can't be left like this." What are you going to do next? ”

Fifth Master looked at his uncle's body and said, "I plan to keep watch for the night tonight, and tomorrow I will send someone to send the old man's body back to the capital for burial." ”

After listening to him, I said to the fifth master: "Fifth brother, you go back and give the old man a ride." I'll stay here with my team and wait for you to come back. ”

The fat man also answered next to him and said, "Sven is right. Fifth brother, you go back to see the old man, and we are here to guard the team for you. ”

Hearing this, Fifth Master Zha shook his head and said, "In this situation, I can't go back. After the old man's body is sent to the capital, Xiao Huang will deal with it, which I am not worried about. ”

The team has just suffered a huge setback, and the soul figure has passed away again, and if the main backbone leaves again, the team will definitely be scattered.

After I just said a lot of things. I felt a little weak, and I didn't have confidence at all. It will make the people obey the command of me, a novice.

Although, just now I had a beautiful victory with the fat man and saved everyone's lives. However, in front of these experienced veterans, it is inevitable that the two of us are just a fluke and it is difficult to convince the public.

The mourning hall of the old man is set up in a simple tent set up temporarily, and the fat man and I are also the same as the fifth master, with a hemp rope on our heads, and a sackcloth on our bodies, bringing up heavy filial piety.

In this north-south competition, almost all of the people who went into the mountains to fight were the faces of the craftsmen in the capital, and it can be said that they were almost elite, and everyone stayed outside the temporary mourning hall, waiting to worship.

The fifth master set up the incense hall and ordered someone to invite everyone in. Because the makeshift tents were so cramped, worshippers had to go in groups to worship.

The first to come in was Ge Laojiu, he had a circle of gauze wrapped around his head, it is estimated that his head was concussed, he walked staggeringly, and was helped by someone to walk in, bowed deeply in front of the mullions, put on a stick of incense, and then walked in front of the fifth master and said to him: "People can't be resurrected after death, and they mourn on the festival!" The old man ascended to the Western Elysium early, which is irreversible in heaven's will. We should obey the will of Heaven, give it a comfortable ride, and do our best to not be overly sad and depressed. ”

I stood aside, listened to Ge Laojiu's comforting words, and said in my heart: Listening to you say these sour words, I feel even more uncomfortable in my heart now, where is this comfort? It's completely the tight spell on Sun Wukong's head.

Ge Laojiu was about to say something, but the men behind him reminded him that it was time to go out, and the people who were going to come in behind him were already urging him. He had no choice but to give up, nodded at me and the fat man who were standing aside, and walked out with the people.

As soon as Ge Lao Jiu stepped out of the threshold, Kun Ba squeezed in with someone, and exaggeratedly pounced on the coffin and cried bitterly, just like his own father had died. Looking at him howling without tears, twitching lips making the little eight above the beard, and can't stop snorting up and down, I really feel angry and funny, and I said: This guy's acting skills are too exaggerated, is the audience a fool?

Kun Ba pretended to cry, then stood up from the ground, tidied up his clothes, bowed and incense as usual, and then led people to the front of the fifth master. He wiped the corners of his dry eyes without tears with the corners of his clothes, and his voice was choked to persuade the five masters to mourn and change.

I ignored Kun Ba's false words, and found that the strange scholar in the white coat was standing behind Kun Ba, thinking: It turns out that he is Kun Ba's subordinate. However, a big man, how can he look like a girl, and he can't lift his stomach when he looks at it.

However, why does this little white face look so familiar, depending on where have you seen it?

Kun Ba put an end to his long and false words and deeds, and led people out of the mourning hall.

I immediately leaned sideways and whispered to the fat man, "Do you know that little white face?" ”

The fat man looked at me and said, "Who is still a little white face here except for you?" ”

I said to the fat man angrily: "It's not me, I'm talking about the man who followed behind Kunba, wearing a white coat and bunching his hair." ”

The fat man replied nonchalantly, "I didn't pay attention." ”

The fifth master, who was standing next to us, heard the conversation between me and the fat man, and said to us, "He is not a man. ”

When I heard this, I immediately asked in surprise, "He's not a man?" ”

The fat man heard it on the side, and said abruptly: "What? Is there a shemale in our team? ”

I've always been very concerned about the man in ancient costume who followed Kunba, not out of jealousy of someone who looks as handsome as me, but because I feel that he is familiar, giving me a very familiar and unfamiliar feeling, which makes me feel very concerned.

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, and the fat man said something very out of tune for no reason, saying that he was a "shemale." ”

This amused the fifth master who had been depressed because of the death of the old man, he burst out laughing, and felt that it was rude to lose his laughter in the mourning hall, so he hurriedly raised his hand to his lips and pretended to cough twice.

I heard the fat man say something inappropriate, and hurriedly kicked him, and the fat man also knew that he had lost his words, so he lowered his head in embarrassment and kept silent.

I was just about to ask what Fifth Master Zha meant by what he said just now, when someone walked into the tent and came to offer condolences.

It was Sun Yishou who came in, the old wound on his forehead was still there, and the new wound on his chest and legs was filled, and he limped to the front of the mullion, bowed and offered incense, and then walked to the front of the fifth master, I thought that although he didn't like to talk, he would at least say some words of comfort.

Unexpectedly, he didn't speak, but a very capable-looking subordinate behind him spoke first: "My grandfather asks the fifth master to mourn." ”

Sun Yiyi, who was standing on the side, nodded, his face was lifeless, his eyes were still erratic, and he couldn't see his attitude and thoughts.

Only then did I remember that since this Sun Yishou caught up with the team, he had hardly seen him speak, and even if he spoke, he had to interject inadvertently while others were talking, and then he did it hastily, as if he had said it and as if he hadn't said it.

It's really a strange person who can't be seen and can't be fathomed, which can't help but remind me of a person, who is also different from ordinary people, that is, the "resentful woman" I met when I robbed the tomb in Chenyu Village, who looked delirious, like a mental patient.

However, in the end, I escaped from the underground chain of tombs, and I couldn't understand whether it was he who came to the rescue.

But I know one thing very well, that is, this kind of people who are different from ordinary people, most of them are masters with unique skills and hidden secrets, and occasionally showing their skills is enough for you to ponder for ten days and half a month.

Sun Yishou's subordinates expressed their condolences for him very briefly, and then he came out of the tent surrounded by his subordinates.

Seeing Sun Yishou's mental state, I was worried that if he didn't have anyone by his side, he wouldn't even be able to find his way home.

The able subordinate who spoke for Sun Yiyi bowed to me and the fat man as he was about to go out, thanking us both for saving our lives.

I hurriedly replied, "What's the point of worrying about trivial matters, that's actually" As a result, before I could finish speaking, he quickly turned around and left without looking back, leaving me embarrassed, standing in place at a loss.

I was embarrassed and just wanted to laugh, and my heart said: Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, and it is no different if you are really by someone's side. Anyway, I'm used to being ignored, and I've seen a lot of cold eyes, so I just don't take it to heart.

At this time, a group of people walked into the mourning hall again, led by two people, one of whom was a small man with a thief's eyebrows, I remember that he was the man who had been staring at the rain and almost didn't make a fuss. At that time, I once doubted his eyes on women, you must know the current rain, but dressed as an ugly village woman, the face is so unrecognizable that even me and the fat man can't remember her original beauty! (To be continued......)