The funeral of Su Mengzhen, the first generation of the British lord of the shrine, was held in mid-July, which was the first seven days.

The mourning hall is located on the main hall of the shrine and is arranged in plain white.

The funeral ceremony is an ancient system, and the priests from the Takezu Taisha Shrine wear white clothes and bird feathers on their heads, smear oil paint on their faces, blow bamboo horns, or rattle bells in their hands, and perform mournful songs and dances.

The curling white smoke from the incense burner also seemed to exude a miserable smell.

There were more than 400 priests who were invited, and the singing resounded through the heavens, and could be heard many miles away.

A huge plaque was placed in the center of the hall, flanked by the bereaved clans and the important officials of the shrine, and the seats that housed the samurai filled the huge square, and the mountain road that extended outward was crowded with men and women who came to watch.

Everyone looked sad.

But grief does not make people's restless hearts feel at ease, and even more, some people's grief is purely fake.

"We're in a very sad situation right now. Su Can's advisor Lin Tonggu sighed.

After learning of Su Mengzhen's death, Shenxiao Dao showed a momentum of imminent action, and the radicals in the Three Rivers also expressed their desire to attack the Divine Hall for revenge, as if it was not a big deal that they also died not long ago.

Su Can's beautiful eyebrows twisted slightly, and she also sighed: "Yes, Lin Tonggu, what do you have in mind?"

Lin Tonggu lowered his voice: "Prince Xinxing, I think our Divine Hall should be subdued to Shenxiao. ”

Su Can was startled, but he just moved his finger and motioned for him to continue.

Lin Tonggu said: "Now people's hearts are disordered, and if you want to settle down, it will take at least a year. If we nominally surrender to the gods, it is impossible for the gods to cross the three rivers to digest us. This is a conspiracy. ”

Of course, Su Can knew that the "settle down" in Lin Tonggu's mouth was replaced by Su Can who killed Wu Feng, who was unconvinced.

While considering whether Lin Tonggu's expedient measures were feasible, a middle-aged man with a narrow face in the upper seat high-fived and said, "It is indeed a wonderful strategy, our Heavenly Martial God Sect is no longer capable of fighting wars." ”

He emphasized the words "Heavenly Martial God Sect", not the Divine Hall.

This is the hall master of Qingzhou Palace, Deng Zheng.

Qingzhou Hall is a special existence in the Divine Hall, or in other words, it is even one level higher than the Divine Hall from a certain point of view.

Although the Divine Hall is the inheritance of the Gaoyang clan among the seven disciples of the Martial Ancestor, there are unjustifiable places.

Wuzu is said to have seven great disciples, known as the Three Gods and Four Emperors, and established seven famous sects, and the Heavenly Martial God Sect is one of them.

With the passage of time, the Seven Great Martial Sects gradually declined, and now they are basically gone.

The situation of the Heavenly Martial God Sect was very peculiar.

As a hereditary sword god palace sacrifice, the Jibe clan has been a powerful figure in the Heavenly Martial God Sect for generations.

Under the words of the Sword Emperor Jibu Qianyan, the Tianwu Divine Sect established the two halls of Qingzhou and Iwakura, as wings, and the lords of the two halls were all served by the descendants of the Jibu Qianyan.

Therefore, the main family of the two halls of Qingzhou and Iwakura, the Deng family, is the direct descendant of the Thousand Deaths of the Taboo Department. And the Su family and the Wu family of Shentang, although they are also separated from the Jibu clan, they are just concubines.

The Heavenly Martial God Sect has now completely lost its authority, and the descendants of the Gaoyang clan have been reduced to priests, and under the support of the Qingzhou Temple, they are responsible for sacrificing their ancestors.

However, the two halls of Kiyosu and Iwakura were squeezed by the shrines that were separated from the Kiyosu Hall.

His Royal Highness Qingzhou, there were originally three halls of gods and ghosts, and the temple not only annexed the other two halls, but also seized most of the land of Qingzhou and Iwakura, and by the time of Su Mengzhen, Qingzhou Hall was even more coerced and had to succumb to Su Mengzhen.

Hearing this, Su Can didn't have much of a good face.

Taking advantage of the period when Su Mengzhen was critically ill, Deng Zheng, who was in line with the yang and yin, had already re-recruited more than a dozen dock forts into the command of the Qingzhou Palace, because the gods and dragons had no leader, and everyone had to turn a blind eye to this kind of thing.

Deng Zheng smiled leisurely: "Son Xinxing, things are impermanent, many things, don't think so dead." ”

His meaning is very clear, if Su Can wants to get rid of Wu Feng as a result, he can cooperate with him.

Zuo Chengzheng, who was next to Su Can, glanced at Su Can.

This kid still has a cold face, and his eyes are like a lone wolf in the night.

Su Can's heart moved.

Zuo Chengzheng's strategy for him was to kill Deng Zheng first, and then get rid of Wu Feng.

Taking advantage of Deng Zheng's return from the funeral, he attacked and killed Deng Zheng, and then gathered troops to capture Qingzhou City, so that Su Can's strength and prestige would reach a peak, and it would not be difficult to quickly solve Wu Feng and reorganize the Shentang.

Pragmatism is a very obvious ploy.

But Su Can also knew that Qingzhou City had a history of more than 3,000 years of operation, and the city was high and deep, so it was not easy to take. This is also one of the reasons why Su Mengzhen's talent is strategic, and he only forced Qingzhou to obey.

It is not difficult to kill Deng Zheng, but if after killing Deng Zheng, Qingzhou City still resists stubbornly, causing him to fail in attacking the city, not only will he not get the population and resources of Qingzhou Palace, but he will also be charged with the following crimes.

In this troubled world, sometimes the name is not a fart, and sometimes it is as heavy as a thousand pounds. Therefore, even a generation of heroes Xue Yiren, after Tianzifeng usurped the throne, did not dare to kill his master immediately.

So Su Can could only bite his lip helplessly.

Deng Zheng leaned comfortably on the soft seat, with a smile and a groaning look.

The reason why he dared to come was that he was sure that no one would dare to do anything to him.

Su Mengzhen passed away, Su Youguang was seriously injured, and there was really no one in this shrine.

Even that Wu Feng is just a veritable person who speaks of Yanyan.

I Qingzhou is rejuvenated, and then I am in charge of the land of western Henan, and I am expected to be-Deng Zheng thought proudly in his heart.

Elder Fan, the presiding officer of the funeral, straightened his back from time to time and looked forward to the entrance.

"Elder Fan, why haven't you seen His Highness Wu Feng coming over yet?" Elder Fan's friend Jiang Ren whispered in his ear from time to time.

"What a weirdo. It's not enough to see people for many days, but it's the same now...... They are already the masters of a faction. ”

"The funeral song is over, and it's time to burn incense. ”

"If you don't come again, you have to burn incense by Su Can's son first, and the time can't be delayed, otherwise wouldn't it be smiling and generous?"

A group of important ministers of the Divine Hall discussed one after another.

Ji Hongyan snorted lowly, and a sharp light shot out of his eyes.

"When the master passed away, this kid didn't shed a single tear at all! Hmph, how can this kind of person inherit the great position of my shrine!"

Her words sparked a chorus of echoes from many.

At this time, the chief priest of the Wuzu Shrine had already slowed over and said in a loud voice, "Please burn incense." ”

Elder Fan held the roster of incense burning order in his hand, and his face was embarrassed.

The high priest showed no mercy at all, and repeated: "Please burn incense." ”

Su Can raised his gaze and looked at the tall spirit card.

If Wu Feng was late, he would be the first to burn incense, which would undoubtedly be extremely beneficial to his reputation.

At this moment, there was a discussion at the entrance.

"Ah, here we are. ”

"The new hall master has arrived. ”

Elder Fan cast his eyes, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

He suddenly had an urge to join Su Can's side as well—he had been neutral before.

Wu Feng was not wearing mourning clothes at all, he was still dressed in a rough caftan brown, with a sword behind his back and his chest open, as if he was afraid of the heat.

Everyone looked at each other as if they were looking at a monster.

In an instant, Wu Feng became the focus of more than 2,000 people in the field.

Wu Feng only glanced at them lightly.

He suddenly grabbed a large handful of incense sticks, lit them all, strode to the edge of the incense burner, and threw the incense sticks into the incense burner.

A blazing fire suddenly scorched, and a large bunch of incense sticks all shattered to pieces, and then burned completely in a few breaths.

Everyone was stammering.

Such a crude way of burning incense is not only incredible, but also a way to offend the undead.

Wu Feng didn't wait for someone to question him, and then sneered.

"The master had already said that he would be buried thinly, but now after the war, the treasury is empty, and you have wasted a lot of money that should have been used for armaments. ”

"That's it, at the solemn funeral, there are people discussing whether to surrender or not, and now we can't see the shadow of the Shenxiao Army on our territory at all!"

Then Wu Feng turned his gaze to Mrs. Jasper, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.

She was in the middle of Mrs. Su, Su Lanjin, Xue Xiyan and other female dependents, and she could still show her beautiful face, and she was not completely compared, she was indeed a rare beauty.

Wu Feng felt more and more that there was something wrong with this woman.

"Why are you a woman here?" Wu Feng shouted.

Madame Jasper was stunned.

She immediately opened her eyes and said, "If His Royal Highness Wu Feng thinks that the concubine's body is a red face and trouble, and blames the concubine for not being able to die as a martyr......

With that, she jerked out a short knife from her bosom and stabbed it in the chest.

In an instant, blood spilled from her chest, and she fell backwards with a bang, and her beautiful eyes quickly lost their lustre.

For a while, the audience continued to exclaim.

Wu Feng had no mercy at all, and snorted coldly: "If you don't die, what do you have to do with me!"

Then he turned his eyes away from her.

It has been determined that Lady Jade is the dead man of Shenxiao.

The master was poisoned, and the injury was only one of the reasons.

Even if Lady Jasper does not kill herself, she will definitely die from the ******** in her body. And if she dies now, she can win everyone's sympathy, and make everyone think that Su Mengzhen is addicted to wine and brought disaster upon herself, and she is just a poor little woman who can't help herself in the troubled times!

Moreover, since Mrs. Jasper is dead, there is no proof of natural death.

Long Aotian, you are so ruthless and calculating. Wu Feng thought about it with hatred, and his heart was like a knife.

"Ahh......h

Wu Feng suddenly let out a long howl like a lone wolf, drew his sword and danced angrily in the air, the red light was bright, and the momentum was terrifying, making it difficult for everyone to speak, and they all held their breath.

When everyone came back to their senses, Wu Feng had already turned around, raised his head, and proudly went back to the way he came, disappearing outside the main hall.

"Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want. Hello sky, who is this!"

The desolate and crazy singing, stirring on the mountain road, spread for hundreds of miles, for a long time!