Song Yi was in a trance for a while, and suddenly remembered a long time ago - in fact, it was not too long, less than two years, at that time, he was still in his hometown, he made an appointment with his friends to climb the mountain, and camped in the mountains at night. In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up from his dream, and his sleepiness disappeared, and when he saw that the time was only half past four in the morning, his companions were still asleep, and it was inconvenient to disturb him, so Song Yi quietly climbed out of the tent and lay on the grass, looking at the silent starry sky overhead.

Away from the city's atmosphere and light pollution, the stars in the mountains and fields are exceptionally bright. Staring at the stars in the sky and listening to his companion's long breathing, he seemed to think about some absurd things, but no matter how he thought about it, he never thought that one day he would come to another world and use someone else's identity to live his new life.

With a long sigh, Song Yi retracted his thoughts, went back to his room to rest, and when he opened his eyes again, half of the sky had begun to turn white.

The day has come to send a spirit and say goodbye to Old Man Gao.

The weather was clear, the breeze was blowing, the sky was covered with just the right amount of clouds, and the sun was bright but not scorching.

Song Yi packed up and arrived at the martial arts arena, he found that some people had gathered in the arena, or talking in twos and threes, or waiting for the opening in silence.

Song Yi slowly walked to an unobtrusive corner of the field and carefully examined this world. Although Gaojiabao is a merchant and not a martial artist, this martial arts field is built with great courage: a large piece of land is square, estimated to be ten acres square, the same as the main road in front of the door, all paved with white stones, and cleaned spotlessly.

There is a circle of houses built around the square, and the main building facing the north side of the square is tall and majestic, although the structure is only three floors, each floor is two stories high of ordinary houses, the shape is square, and the momentum is extraordinary. The houses on the east and west sides are slightly shorter, but they are also carved beams and painted buildings, delicate and atmospheric, with pink and white walls, blue and gray tiles, and the oily green columns of the same gate, neat and tidy, quite impressive.

Obviously, this square that is named as a martial arts arena, but does not serve as a competition, is the venue for Gaojiabao to welcome and send off, entertain merchants, or hold important family activities.

At this moment, more than 100 people have gathered in the martial arts arena, of which about 30 people are relatives of the Gao family and servants who listen to orders here, and more than seventy percent of the population are guests from all walks of life who came to see off Old Man Gao.

Song Yi looked at them one by one, these people were very fresh, and they should all be business partners of the Gao family, and a few others were dressed differently, thinking that they came from far away from outside the territory.

Looking around, he didn't find the Wang family, Song Yi was wondering, and suddenly saw Gao Cheng coming in a hurry, looked around, and approached his side.

"Brother Song, come so early?" Gao Cheng greeted him.

"It's not too early. Song Yi pointed to the guests on the field: "You can be earlier than me." ”

"They are all visitors from afar, and they are tired. Gao Cheng sighed: "Most of the Gao family's current industry depends on the old man's life's hard work, when he was young, the old man traveled all over the world, met a lot of business partners, and had a lot of business dealings with each other. Like the middle-aged man in the blue robe, the representative of the Changshan Lu family, is our largest trader in the southeast, and the last business before the old man passed away was finalized with their family. ”

Song Yi followed his hand and saw a tall middle-aged man standing there, surrounded by several young people, talking to each other.

"The young man in black, who looks about the same age as Brother Song, has already begun to take over the family's business. And the woman in the green dress over there, despite her delicate nature, she is Gaojiabao's best collaborator in wood......"

Gao Cheng explained one by one, three words and two words are one, Song Yi recognized the guests on this time, but never saw the Wang family, was about to ask, Gao Cheng sighed, and said in a low voice: "Although there are many guests, there are only a handful of these people who sincerely mourn, most of them are just a false number of courtesies, just go through the motions, and when they say goodbye to the coffin, after the luncheon, they should leave one after another." ”

"Hmm. Song Yi didn't know much about the funeral rules within the boundaries of Huzhou City, so he didn't say much, so he only nodded.

"Doing business, looking at the big scene, the broad travel, in fact, the undercurrent is surging, intrigues, confidants and friends are difficult to find, if you really encounter any disaster, maybe ......"

Song Yi glanced at Gao Cheng and said in his heart, so when your family was in trouble in the Wang family, they didn't help, also because you don't think they are confidants and good friends, even if they have a lot of contacts, are they just exchanges of interests?

Of course, he wouldn't say this, but Gao Cheng took the initiative to mention it: "Actually, I don't understand, why did a shrewd person like the old man refuse to pull the Wang family in the first place? It stands to reason that the friendship between the two families is good, and the juniors have even decided on a marriage ......."

"Maybe it's just too shrewd...... Have you ever heard a sentence: smart but mistaken by smart?"

"Oh?" Gao Cheng was stunned for a moment, thought about it, shook his head and smiled: "It's the first time I've heard of it, but this is very reasonable, yesterday Brother Song advised me to mention some high battles, don't rush for quick success and quick gain, go astray, I guess it also means." The second brother has never suffered since he was a child, but he has grown up pampered, and he has practiced and learned his skills, so he really has to be cautious about some things, lest he ......"

Gao Cheng sighed, Song Yi didn't say anything, listened to his words, and returned to himself.

"It's still good for cultivators like Brother Song, brothers and apprentices, fellow practitioners get along day and night, learn from each other and promote each other, presumably there are many sincere feelings, and few people think that snakes are few. Even if the days of cultivation are not so big and a little bitter, they have sincere feelings for each other, and they can stand up for each other when they encounter problems, advance and retreat together, and enjoy the landscape...... It was really a fairy day. ”

He said it with emotion, and there was a strong sense of yearning in his voice. Song Yi glanced at the thin cotton clothes on his body and sighed: "Actually, Brother Gao really hopes that he can jump out of this business and enter the mountain to practice, right?"

"This ......" Gao Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Say more, say more, it's impossible, it's better not to think about it." ”

While the two were talking and laughing, there were more and more guests on the field, but they still didn't see the Wang family. Song Yi was a little puzzled, and asked Gao Cheng quietly, Gao Cheng looked at the sky and said, "It should be coming soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a commotion at the east entrance, the crowd dispersed, and the group strutted into the entrance.

The Wang family is here.

Song Yi stared at this wave of teams, and that day at the door, because he didn't know about their entanglement with the Gao family, he didn't look carefully, and when he looked at it, he found that the Wang family didn't come much, and there were only eleven or twelve. Walking in the front, it should be the leader, is a man about thirty years old, tall and thin, with a gloomy complexion, since he entered Song Yi's sight, this person has been frowning, as if he is very dissatisfied with every grass and tree, every brick and tile in this square.

"That's the eldest son of the Wang family, the current head of the family, Wang Fu, and the dead prince is his younger brother......"

Noticing that Song Yi was observing them, Gao Cheng quietly introduced.

"The one in the back? ”

Song Yi noticed that Wang Fu was followed by a man, with a scimitar hanging from his waist, with a moderate figure, a thick face, and his facial features were featureless, even a little blurred, and he had no sense of existence at first glance, but Song Yi felt a strange smell from him, and he couldn't tell where the strangeness was, it was a faint sense of unease.

"He ......" Gao Cheng paused, and seemed unfamiliar: "He should be the martial artist brought by Wang Fu, I don't know what his name is, I think he should be a cultivator." This time, the Wang family came in the name of condolences, although they haven't asked for it yet, but they definitely can't get around that thing. Since I asked for something, I failed again last time, and this time I must have made preparations to come, including inviting cultivators from outside to help. ”

"Hmm. Song Yi nodded, and looked at the others again: several young people who looked like entourage, as depressed as Wang Fu, their eyes were vigilantly strafing around; two women in their twenties, slender and good-looking, I don't know if they were Wang Fu's family or what; an old man with white hair, his back was slightly rickety, but he did not look sick and weak at all, but he looked like a pine that had gone through wind and rain, and there was a sense of strength. At the back of the line was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, handsome and indifferent, but compared to the others, there was a bit of activity and agility in his eyebrows.

Overall, the team felt quite right for the occasion: deathly silent, deadly gloomy.

On the field, other people began to notice the arrival of the Wang family, and Song Yi pricked up his ears to observe the movements around him. After the practice, his body was more deaf and clearer than before, and he heard someone whispering about the dispute between the Gao family and the Wang family, and it was obvious that some of the guests knew the inside story. Most of these people have an attitude of not caring about themselves and waiting to see what happens, quietly retreating and giving up some places, and some of the guests are unaware of this, still chatting on their own, ignoring the undercurrent situation on the field.

Gao Cheng looked at them, then looked at the entrance, and said to Song Yi: "Brother Song, it's about to start, I have to go over, you take care." ”

"It's okay, you go get busy first. ”

Gao Cheng left, Song Yi no longer looked at the movements of the Wang family, walked towards one of the places where the guests gathered, took the time to talk to people, talked about the funeral ceremony in Huzhou City, and had a bottom idea of the next arrangement.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the people on the martial arts arena are gathering more and more, and after a while, Gao's father appeared, greeted the guests, and said slack, and then asked everyone to return to their places, and the farewell ceremony of Old Man Gao was about to begin.

A servant came up and asked Song Yi to go with him, and Song Yi followed his pace, walked to the position where he should stand, and waited for the opening.

The territory of the Yuesheng Dynasty is vast, and the customs of various places are also different, the boundary of Huzhou City has always been simple and straight, and there is no too extravagant exquisiteness, for the death of the elderly in the family, they are often mainly based on relatives, do not repair luxury tombs, and will not take the opportunity to collect money, and do a lot of things. Therefore, even a wealthy family like Gaojiabao will only hold a short and solemn commemorative ceremony, so that relatives and friends from all over the world can come to offer incense, and it is enough to miss it a little.

At this time, a loud horn sounded, the sound was like a whisper, like crying straight up to the sky, and the farewell ceremony officially began.