"You take it with you for self-defense! On one's mind! Usually go to places with fewer people! The insurance has been opened! Pull the trigger and you're good to go! Beware of not going off! ”

After explaining, Guan Xiaoyu leaned over and slept directly on Wang Jingyang's floor.

Wang Jingyang looked at Guan Xiaoyu, who was alone in the bunk, and could only laugh awkwardly a few times, and then fell asleep on the floor beside him.

Although Wang Jingyang and Guan Xiaoyu ran outside for most of the night last night, the study and life of the third year of high school could not allow Wang Jingyang to sleep lazy, and the most important thing was that he had to make breakfast that day before Sun Jifan got up according to Tian Yan's requirements.

"Buzz!"

In a slight vibration, Wang Jingyang slowly opened his eyes, he casually turned off the vibration PHS, if the alarm clock made noise to the Sun family who had not yet woken up, he would definitely hit Sun Tao with a few big-eared melon seeds.

As for this PHS, Wang Jingyang has been using it for four years, which was left to him by his mother when he was alive, and as for Wang Jingyang's phone card, it had been suspended in arrears as early as a month ago.

Thinking that Guan Xiaoyu had snatched a lot of "stolen money" from the big horse monkey yesterday, Wang Jingyang decided to go to the service hall after school today to charge some phone bills.

Wang Jingyang got up and glanced at Guan Xiaoyu on the floor, but found that the crumpled floor was already empty......

Wang Jingyang yawned heavily, he picked up the faded schoolbag on the side and stuffed the lightning eagle into it.

Leaving the attic with his schoolbag, Wang Jingyang found that Sun Jifan's door was open and the bed was empty.

Wang Jingyang's head buzzed suddenly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the bathroom, only to see that it was also pitch black inside.

Wang Jingyang was immediately stunned, and said in his heart that this Sun Jifan shouldn't have come back overnight......

Thinking back to the picture of Sun Jifan and MK.VI fighting last night, Wang Jingyang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"I am looking up, above the moon ......"

At this moment, Wang Jingyang's PHS let out a subtle musical ringtone.

Although PHS has been shut down in arrears, the called function is still there.

Wang Jingyang looked down and saw the words "Teacher Wu" on the screen.

Teacher Wu is Wang Jingyang's homeroom teacher Wu Gaolin, nicknamed Wu Fatzi.

Of course, Wang Jingyang is not a fool, Wu Fatzi called him early in the morning, something must have happened.

"Hey! Wu Fat ...... Mr. Wu! ”

"Hey! Wang Jingyang? ”

"It's me! Teacher! ”

"Oh! Arrive at school half an hour early today! We're going to Chu Ling's funeral! ”

"Ah......h

Before Wang Jingyang's mind could turn a corner, Wu Fatzi had already hung up the phone.

After relieving himself, Wang Jingyang recalled Guan Xiaoyu's words - "MK. Most of VI's hosts will die......"

Thinking that the Banhua he had a crush on had turned into a cold corpse like this, Wang Jingyang couldn't help but have sour eyes at the corners of his eyes, he looked down at the outline of the lightning eagle reflected in the schoolbag, and couldn't help but tighten the strap of the schoolbag......

Although Sun Jifan is not at home, Sun Tao and his wife are still there.

After Wang Jingyang stewed a pot of preserved eggs and lean porridge, he hurried to catch the first train.

After getting out of the car, Wang Jingyang trotted all the way to the door of the high school.

At this time, all the students led by Wu Fatzi had arrived.

"Just here! It's waiting for you! ”

Hong Chan, who was at the same table, looked at Wang Jingyang and greeted him from afar.

"Something! Delayed! ”

Wang Jingyang replied briefly.

After a while, Wu Fatzi guided the students to get on a bus.

As the class flower of Wang Jingyang's class, Chu Ling not only has an outstanding figure and appearance, she is even one of the top students in the entire Qinglin Middle School, whether it is in the former junior high school or the current high school, she is the leader of various science competitions in the province, and even won awards in national competitions for a time.

As the big sign of Qinglin Middle School, it is naturally reasonable for the school to organize personnel to attend the funeral.

About half an hour later, Wang Jingyang and his party came to a high-end community.

As soon as he entered the community, Wang Jingyang saw a wreath and tents.

The next link was the school leaders led by Wu Fatzi and Wang Jingyang, who went over one by one to mourn.

When it was Wang Jingyang's turn, he couldn't help but take a second look at Chu Ling's crystal coffin.

At this time, Chu Ling's body had already changed into a shroud and put on heavy makeup.

A middle-aged woman with a similar face to Chu Ling was lying on the crystal coffin crying in the dark at this time, while Wu Fatzi and several school leaders were saying comforting words such as "Festival mourning and change".

On the other side, two policemen were communicating with a middle-aged man, who seemed to have dried his tears and was talking to the police with red eyes.

"Don't worry! The city leaders attached great importance to this case......"

"Condolences change! We must give justice to the dead......"

After Wang Jingyang finished inserting three sticks of incense, the two policemen got into a police car and left.

Looking at the police cars in the distance, Wang Jingyang couldn't help but secretly wonder: Should these policemen find Guan Xiaoyu......

"Hey! Lao Wang! Hong Chan in the back gently patted Wang Jingyang's shoulder, "Why is this police here, this can't be murder, you said Xiaoling is so beautiful, shouldn't it be ......?"

"That's it! Don't talk nonsense! ”

Wang Jingyang immediately interrupted Hong Chan's words.

Hong Chan could only shut his mouth stupidly.

Hong Chan is Wang Jingyang's tablemate, and he is also one of the few friends who can talk to Wang Jingyang.

Hong Chan, like Wang Jingyang, lost his parents early and lived with his only sister, perhaps because of the two of them suffering from the same illness, the two of them can speak to each other.

At this moment, Wu Fatzi suddenly greeted the two from a distance.

"Wang Jingyang! Flood Python! ”

At the same time, the two looked at Wu Fatzi in unison.

"Why don't you two stay here and take care of Chu Ling's family!" Wu Fatzi asked for the opinions of the two.

After all, Wang Jingyang and Hong Chan are the kind of people who don't pay much attention to their studies, but their grades are quite good, and the mock test scores are basically above the score line of the second book.

"No problem!"

Seeing that he could skip class openly, Hong Chan took the brunt of the agreement.

Compared with Hong Chan, Wang Jingyang really wanted to stay and help, he nodded and agreed: "Oh! Teacher! No problem! We'll take care of it here! ”

"That's fine!"

Wu Fatzi nodded, then shouted a few more words and directed the other students to leave in the car

“Yes！”

Hong Chan exclaimed in surprise, and his happy appearance seemed incompatible with the sad atmosphere at the funeral.

Wang Jingyang immediately glared at Hong Chan viciously, and Hong Chan was embarrassed to continue his attack, so he stopped his mouth in amusement.

At the funeral, the two kept serving tea and pouring water to the mourners who came to mourn.

I was busy until dark, and it was almost time for the evening banquet.

It wasn't until the evening dinner that the two of them had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

In a burst of gongs, drums, and suona, the two were drowsy and mixed until the guests dispersed.

Wang Jingyang and Hong Chan sat on the bench, looking at the paper money and flowers on the ground, only to feel dizzy.

Hong Chan was even more regretful and shouted: "Damn! I would have gone back to class if I had known, so why did I stay here and suffer this foreign sin! ”

At this time, almost all the funeral guests had left the table, leaving only a few relatives and funeral personnel.

At this time, several uniformed funeral personnel had already opened the crystal coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, ready to transfer the body into another small wooden coffin.

Wang Jingyang understood that this was preparing for the cremation ceremony tomorrow morning.

Wang Jingyang looked at Chu Ling's body slightly, Chu Ling's body had already been dressed up lifelikely, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Thinking of this joke that he once had a crush on, which would turn into dust in the fire tomorrow, Wang Jingyang's nose couldn't help but feel sour.

Not long after, according to the requirements of the family, the funeral staff sorted out Chu Ling's relics before her death into a small wooden coffin, plaid skirt, hairpin, MP3......

On the side, Chu Ling's parents had been busy all day, serving tea and pouring water, and receiving mourners, at this time they were already exhausted, coupled with excessive sadness, Chu Ling's mother almost sat down in the mourning hall, but fortunately was supported by Chu Ling's father in time.

"That's it! Wife! You go back and lie down for a while, and I'll guard the ...... in the first half of the night."

Chu Ling's mother could only nod weakly in his arms.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jingyang hurriedly pulled up the flood from the side.

"Hey, hey, hey! What kind of airplanes are you doing! ”

In this way, Hong Chan was dragged all the way to the mourning hall by Wang Jingyang.

"That...... Uncle and aunt! Why don't you go back and squint for a while, and leave it to us first! Wang Jingyang volunteered to take over the work of keeping the spirit.

"Yes! Lao Chu! This young man is sturdy! Rest for a while! ”

"That's right! Although Lingling is gone, there are still two old people on it! You husband and wife can't carry it! ”

Several relatives and friends who have not yet left have also spoken and persuaded each other.

Finally, Chu Ling's father nodded weakly, he forcibly glanced at his watch with sadness and smiled at Wang Jingyang and the others: "You are Lingling's classmates!" Then please first! At one o'clock we'll come down and change you! ”

"If you can't get a taxi then! That's all there is to stay! Mother Chu also nodded.

In this way, after everything was arranged, Chu Ling's parents went upstairs to rest, and the funeral team and several relatives and friends also left one after another.

Only Wang Jingyang and Hong Chan were left in the mourning hall.

Hong Chan looked at Wang Jingyang a little depressed: "I said Lao Wang! You say you! You're not someone's son-in-law! What a bird! ”

"What! You're coming! I didn't force you! Wang Jingyang spread his hands and said.

"Forget it! I can't say anything about you! Hong Chan waved his hand and said, "That's right! Have you heard that Resident Evil Part 4 is about to be released in China! ”

Wang Jingyang waved his hand and said, "Alas! Don't mention it! I haven't even watched the fourth part of Devil Terminator! ”

"It's okay! I bought the disc yesterday......"

"Now there's a disc? You're a pirate......"

In this way, the two began to idle about Resident Evil and the Devil Terminator......