The old fox took a deep breath, sneered and said to me, "Yes, I have something to say to you." The words are very simple, I will never interfere in the affairs of you and Wanfutu and the Lu family. If you lose, then you get out of here, and don't let me see you in the future. If you win, then congratulations, I can send you a future. ”

I said coldly, "Okay, that's a good choice, I'm a little scared if you help me with everything." ”

"Let's go." The old fox said this weakly.

I left the memorial service.

The next morning, Zhang Ling returned. At noon, Liu Meiling's daughter in the United States also returned. Liu Meiling's daughter is a very beautiful woman, in her thirties, and her husband came back with her, and the two didn't say anything, but kept a vigil in front of Liu Meiling's body for the night.

On the third day, Liu Meiling was going to be buried.

On this day, there was a light rain in the sky. Liu Meiling was pushed into the crematorium, and an hour later, a box of ashes was delivered. The ashes are packed into beautiful urns and sent to a suburban cemetery for burial. On this day, it is no longer low-key, no longer simple. The road was blocked, the police cars flashed red and blue police lights to open the way, all the police on duty wore black armbands, and the civil servants of all departments in the city were silent for ten minutes.

The wreath piled up the suburban cemetery into a hill, and there was only one wreath that could be placed in front of Liu Meiling's grave.

Wreath of the old fox.

There is only one name on Liu Meiling's tomb, Liu Meiling.

and a photo of Liu Meiling before her death.

That evening, the news network published an obituary.

The People's Artist died in Shanghai at the age of sixty-five. There are ...... works during his lifetime, and Comrade Liu Meiling is a model among the older generation of artists in China. He is a national first-class artist who has made significant contributions to the art of our country.

On this day, the entire Shanghai market was immersed in sadness. The old fox let everyone leave, sitting in front of Liu Meiling's tomb, there was only one person, who lost his usual spirit and shrewdness, just an old man who was about to die. After Sun Xiaoqing attended the funeral, he left with Ben Ben, and Zhang Ling, who had returned from Denmark, stood at the foot of the cemetery hill.

Zhang Ling's eyes were red, and she had obviously cried. It's no wonder, it's a girl after all. And the old fox is her uncle, and Liu Meiling is also her aunt.

The cold wind poured down the neckline and into my body, making me shiver. Zhang Ling said to me: "Life is so fragile, Aunt Liu called me a week ago to ask me about my life in Denmark, but I didn't expect that she passed away in just a few days, and she left in such a hurry."

"Life is so impermanent, maybe people who were alive and kicking one day will die the next moment." I can't help but feel the same way, I am the one who witnessed Liu Meiling's death, and I can understand this feeling best. I talked and laughed with you the night before, and the next morning I was separated by yin and yang.

Zhang Ling raised her head and looked at me and said to me, "Hao Ren, if you die earlier than me, I will definitely not let you go." ”

"I'm dead, and you still don't let me go?" I looked at her and made a half-joke.

Zhang Ling said: "I want to put your ashes in a small crystal bottle, take the small bottle, and live with me for the rest of my life." ”

I teased, "I thought you were going to crush me to ashes." ”

"You bastard." Zhang Ling hit me.

The impermanence of life is beyond everyone's imagination, in fact, I don't understand why Liu Meiling died so suddenly, but if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that before Liu Meiling died, she seemed to know the Tao. When a person's life comes to an end, I think the only thing worth remembering in this world is probably only that feeling.

In fact, I know that Liu Meiling deliberately chose the time when the old fox went to the meeting. In order to make the old fox never forget her for the rest of his life, in order to hold the old fox for the rest of his life.

And I, I'm afraid, am the only person Liu Meiling needs to explain before she dies. As for what it is, I think it has something to do with her son, who died at the age of fifteen. She said that the old fox had done too many bad things and would go to hell after she died, but in fact, I knew that she was willing to accompany the old fox to hell, but she was not willing to let her son not be reincarnated after death.

The Buddhist hall in her home was probably built after her son's death.

The old fox couldn't sleep, not because he had a ghost in his heart, but because he was a ghost himself, and he could dominate one side even if he went to hell.

This is the domineering of the real superior.

That night, I didn't sleep all night.

I don't know what the road is for, and I'm not sleepy.

The whole person seems to understand a lot of things all of a sudden, but in the haze, he seems to understand nothing. By the time dawn came, I suddenly understood that there were things that I would never understand while I was alive. For example, the meaning of life, philosophy is a rather disgusting subject. Because all philosophies are based on the existence of human beings, no one knows what it is really like after the death of a Taoist person.

Or, at the moment of death, what was on your mind.

After dawn, I took Zhang Ling back to the city.

arranged Zhang Ling in Yushan Golf Villa, and then I made a direct call to Sun Youbo: "Kill Wan Huihui, put the head in the bowling ball and give it to Wan Futu." ”

Sun Youbo didn't ask anything, only answered yes.

After that call, I said to myself, "It's time to give the enemy some color to see." ”

Life only exists because of natural selection. Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat dried shrimp, and dried shrimp eat dirt. Survival of the fittest, this is the world of the world. I think that's probably the true meaning of life.

After making this call, I made another call to Lin Guoqing and Zhang Xiaojun, and asked the two of them to go to the old place for tea. After arriving, I told the two of them the phone I had just made to Sun Youbo, and Lin Guoqing frowned after hearing it and said, "Preemptively?" ”

I nodded and said, "yes, instead of sitting back and waiting, it's better to strike first." Isn't it just Wan Hui Hui, I want to see what Wan Futu's hole cards are. ”

Lin Guoqing smiled and asked me, "Now that the old fox's wife has just died, isn't it okay for you to do this?" Not afraid to annoy the old fox? ”

I said, "Don't be afraid, the fox is cunning, but after all, he is just a fox." ”

"That's awesome." Lin Guoqing said.

Zhang Xiaojun also gave a thumbs up and said, "Why do I feel like he's pretending." ”

I smiled lightly and said no more.

However, just as the corners of my mouth were raised. Sun Youbo called me: "Wan Huihui is dead." ”