After He Hao said that Guangling was attacked and Wei Fenghua died.

Luo Yan drove back to the dungeon by himself.

White? Come back with him.

Both of them take turns driving these days, and are almost on the road except for replenishing consumables.

So the others are still on their way, they're back in the dungeon.

As for Zeng Shan, they rushed back early.

Now the entire Hundred Battles Academy is full of white flags, and the atmosphere is sad.

Many people's eyes were bloodshot, and some female classmates even cried and swollen their eyes.

Seeing Luo Yan coming, Xie Guangyao squeezed out of the crowd.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Come on."

"Go see Mr. Wei one last time."

Wei Fenghua's body was kept in the academy.

Luo Yan saw him in the cold storage.

Wei Fenghua was lying in a coffin, wearing a black robe with cotton clothes and pants inside, and a white shirt and pants.

There are no buttons on the clothes, only they are fastened with straps.

Tape belt, that is, the meaning of the successor.

In addition to his clothes, Wei Fenghua also wore a black hat on his head and black cloth shoes on his feet.

Xie Guangyao said, "You are Teacher Wei's most proud protégé, and the principal thinks that you should be allowed to see him for the last time."

"So I've been waiting for you to come back."

"Come on, you can do the rest of the work."

"It's also a send-off for Teacher Wei."

Under Xie Guangyao's guidance, Luo Yan took the pressure money and put it into Wei Fenghua's pocket.

He put seven flatbreads in Wei Fenghua's hands, which were dog cakes, worn with twine, and placed in his left hand.

In his right hand, he holds a whip, which is called a dog whip.

The bread and the whip were used to cross the mountain of hungry dogs.

Afterwards, Luo Yan mixed Wei Fenghua's cloth shoes with threads, and then covered a black face-covering hand towel on his teacher's face.

In the end, he and Xie Guangyao used a yellow cloth to cover the deceased from head to toe.

Completed the entire 'Ritual of Resting'.

Then there was a sound of footsteps.

Luo Yan turned around and saw the old principal Pan Renfeng walking in.

Pan Renfeng was wearing a black robe, with a solemn expression, and nodded at Luo Yan.

"You're back."

"It's good to be back."

"He should be happy to have you to see Fenghua off for the last time."

Luo Yan said at this time, "Headmaster, can I be filial piety for the teacher."

Pan Renfeng glanced at him.

Nodding.

"Teacher Wei is alone and has no children."

"You're his last student, and his proudest protégé."

"Since you are willing to wear filial piety for him, I think Fenghua is also happy to see it."

"Wait, I'll have someone prepare."

It didn't take long.

Luo Yan wore a plain dress and wore filial piety to his waist and came to the mourning hall.

The mourning hall was located in the training hall, which was where Wei Fenghua trained Luo Yan.

The atmosphere in the mourning hall was solemn.

Next to the black coffin is an ever-bright lamp for incense, a brazier is placed on the ground, and next to it is a prepared paper coin.

Pan Renfeng called Luo Yan over.

Said.

"Originally, according to custom, the coffin needs to be stopped for seven days after the funeral, but you, Teacher Wei, have been gone for many days."

"In order to let him be buried as soon as possible, I discussed with everyone and changed the coffin to three days."

"In other words, the funeral will come out in three days."

"Since you are a 'filial son, you should stay in the mourning hall these days.'"

"Thou shalt keep watch over the lamp, and do not let it go out."

"Incense shall be offered, so that the incense will not burn, this

It means to continue the incense."

"Also, don't let animals like cats and dogs get close."

"Do you understand?"

Luo Yan nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

At this time, students in plain clothes came in one after another, and they helped to decorate the mourning hall.

Offerings, statues, banners, couplets and other things were gradually placed in the mourning hall.

Wait until you're done.

Looking at it again, there are black and white photos of Wei Fenghua hanging high above the mourning hall, laying down the characters under the book, and hanging couplets on the left and right sides.

Shanglian: The good name remains through the ages, and the loyal soul goes to the nine heavens.

Downlink: At the end of life, the virtue is there, and the body is gone.

Horizontal batch: Zun Ling goes west.

Pan Renfeng raised his head and stared at the statue for a few seconds, then patted Luo Yan's shoulder and left the mourning hall.

People in the mourning hall went in and out, not stopping for a moment.

Luo Yan received as a 'filial son'.

Before I knew it, I was busy until the evening.

From the time he came back to the present, he was dripping down, and only then did he have time to rest.

As soon as people relax, they can't help but think of the past.

"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of the plum blossom comes from the bitter cold."

In a trance, what Wei Fenghua said to him back then sounded in his ears again.

Luo Yan raised his head, looked at the black-and-white photo of his teacher's posthumous portrait, and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, my heart moved.

Then a familiar voice was heard.

"Fenghua let me tell you."

"He wants you to take back what humanity has lost when you succeed in your studies."

It's Di Zheng.

He walked into the mourning hall alone, first offered incense, and then turned to look at Luo Yan.

"Your teacher is a hero for life."

"Even at the last moment of his life, he bloomed with a dazzling brilliance that no one else could match."

Di Zheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened a video, and handed it to Luo Yan.

"This is the scene of his death that night, look at it."

Luo Yan took the phone.

You'll see it on the screen.

A red beast rushed to the gates of the Hundred Battles Academy.

Luo Yan's pupils shrank slightly.

Although there was a slight difference, he still believed that it was the red beast that appeared in the Pingyao underground city last year.

It's 'Celestial Ghost!'

And in front of the Heavenly Ghost, in front of the gate of the Hundred Battles Academy, a mecha stood like a god.

The outer armor on the surface of the mecha continued to crumble and eject, and the mech's internal body emitted a dazzling red light, like flowing lava.

Even through the screen, Luo Yan seemed to be able to feel the scorching heat and blazing.

That mecha is none other than 'Wu Hook.'

'Wu Hook swept a sword.

Suddenly, there was only one line left in heaven and earth.

On this line, everything is cut and flattened.

The red beast was even more disintegrated and fragmented.

The entire Guangling building that was higher than that line was all cut off.

See here.

Luo Yan remembered that when he returned to the dungeon today, he could see some high-rise buildings being built along the way.

It turned out that they were all flattened by a sword.

This is like a sword immortal, and Luo Yan forgot to breathe.

Long.

He put down his phone and looked at Di Zheng.

"The sword..."

Di Zheng nodded: "It's amazing, isn't it?"

"It was a shocking blow that Fenghua burned himself and gave up his life."

"When he was exploring the limit of empathy between humans and mechas, he pushed the empathy rate to 300%, exploring the limit of empathy that humans have been able to reach so far."

"At the same time, I also discovered a posture that transcends the boundaries between humans and mechas."

"Blade stance."

Di Zheng pointed to the 'Wu Hook' in the picture.

"People and mechs empathize with each other and burn themselves."

"With the body of the sword, the blood of the salary."

"Burn everything in exchange for the strongest and final blow."

"The so-called 'blade opening' is to let people and mecha completely open up their true sharpness and completely liberate themselves!"