In this world, there are not many people who are forced to ask Comrade Lao Zhang to come out to mourn.

But unfortunately, the old monster is here today.

It's enough to knock everyone's jaws off.

It's a formal occasion!

You know, the last time the old monster appeared on a formal occasion was back eight years ago.

Moreover, the most incomprehensible thing is that the old monster also brought the little monster with him.

Facing the glittering eyes cast by Wang Chaopeng and Tang Anjun, I was in no mood to respond.

They are confused, and I am even more confused than them.

Like Comrade Lao Zhang, a giant demon in the Jindan period, everything they do and everything they say is by no means untargeted.

Zhang Shiwei didn't say anything after shaking hands with me, but looked around indifferently, as if looking for someone.

I hurriedly made sign language behind my back and asked Qiyan to quickly grab a certain Han girl.

didn't find anyone, Zhang Shiwei seemed to be a little interested, turned around with a cane, and shook hands with Wang Huipeng and others without saying a word.

Zhang Wei tiptoed forward to shake my hand, and slowly said, "My father said that day that he was the oldest employee in Fangzhou."

"Shi Lao Immortal has passed away, and he, the oldest employee in Fangzhou, should come to see Shi Lao on his last journey."

When these words came out, the people around them were all shocked and shocked, quietly changed color, and were silent.

Wang Huipeng's eyelids twitched fiercely, Long Guangyao's face was clean, and Tang Anjun, Zhuang Chihua, Tianjian and others subconsciously straightened their chests by one inch.

Countless people have cast the most complex and profound gazes at me.

At this moment, the cute and stupid was pulled over by Qi Yan, and he came to Zhang Shiwei and saluted: "Tianjia Army." Library. Pan Xiaoli. Salute to Comrade Zhang Shiwei, the oldest employee in Fangzhou!"

"Hello Zhang!"

"Welcome Mr. Zhang to the memorial service for Mr. Shi!"

Seeing the moment of being cute and stupid, the old monster's silent Lei Gong's face finally felt a little relieved.

"Hmm!"

With a slight press, the old monster stopped shaking hands with the others, and turned back with his cane to stand between Wang Chaopeng and Long Guangyao again.

His eyes were aimed at me, his fingers pointed at me, and he said softly in his mouth: "I asked this little ghost to change his surname to Zhang, and he didn't want to have a household registration book with me."

As soon as these words came out, five thunders thundered the sky, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked!

Tang Anjun, Zhuang Chihuate, and the old man's faces changed.

The corners of Long Guangyao's mouth twitched fiercely, his body shook heavily, revealing an indescribable weird smile, nodding silently, not daring to speak.

Wang Huipeng's eyelids were beating desperately, and he whispered with a smile: "I didn't teach the child teacher well. I'll review it with you."

Zhuang Chihua and Tang Anjun hurried up and said in unison, "Master Tong. Apologize to Mr. Zhang."

"I don't need to."

Zhang Shiwei glanced at me and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't have the surname Zhang, and no one dares to bully him."

The thunder swept the whole audience, destroying the withering and decaying!

Zhang Wei then smiled and said, "The child is very good at teaching and educating people. Our family has been learning from the children, and it has been very beneficial."

It wasn't until the cute and stupid led Zhang Shiwei and Zhang Wei Zhang Yang into the mourning hall that Wang Huipeng and the others dared to enter for the second time.

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at me.

Even Wang Chaopeng's eyes when he looked at me were two points more afraid.

At half past twelve, Shi Lao's memorial service officially ended.

In order to prevent the bald old man from becoming a demon, I specially asked Ye Buyi and Qiyan to personally escort Shi Lao's remains to Baoshan.

I stayed to see off the important guests.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shi Lao's body was cremated, and Qiyan and I acted as Shi Lao's juniors to pick up the bones and put them in the urn.

The urn is made of golden silk nanmu, and I paid for it.

Shi Lao deserves this honor, and I should also pay this money for public and private.

The red cloth wrapped the urn tightly and immediately embarked on the journey to Fangzhou Garden.

"Brother Tong, come and see. Did you pick up the leak again when you were hungry?"

"It's only 6,000 yuan!"

The early morning sun shines through the narrow gap between the two mountains on the morning market in the deep mountains and villages, and the rushing Qingqiu River flows southward.

The mountains are majestic, and countless cyan cone-shaped peaks are arranged in order to the sky, and there is no fog to lock the depths of the clouds.

The cold wind of the mountains saw the cracks burrowing into the body, and stabbed the body mercilessly. The biting cold sent out a strong alarm in my body about the sequelae of dragon slaying.

The road in disrepair has long been exposed under the pressure of heavy vehicles, like an earth-colored python stretching into the distance.

I don't know how many years of scrapped and tattered heavy trucks swept past one after another, bringing up endless silt and flying in all directions.

Uphill, a group of villagers stood by.

When the ragged heavy car increased the throttle and riveted the slope with all its might, the villagers rushed up, picked up all kinds of guys and frantically gouged down the refined coal on the car, and scattered before the escort people came down.

The third generation of coal rushed into the dilapidated Chinese medicine hall from outside the door, ignoring the shouting of others.

Being glared at by me, the third generation of coal hurriedly covered the plastic bag and winked at me frantically.

When he arrived at the corner of the Chinese medicine hall, the third generation of coal showed out the plastic bag like a thief, and he couldn't suppress his excitement: "Bronze sword. Bought for six thousand dollars. Did you pick up a big leak?" I glanced down and coughed, "Fake."

The third generation of coal was surprised, and said to me, "Didn't you tell you that this is an ancient battlefield? He also said that Zhang Fei had also been stationed here, and Zhang Zicheng and Li Xianzhong had fought guerrillas here......

"Zhang Xianzhong, Li Zicheng."

"Oooh oh ......"

Suddenly, the third generation of coal was furious: "Nima is a trigger, and the sun is hungry. Hungry to find the oil to settle the score."

Saying that, the third generation of coal went out.

It's just that at the moment of stepping out of the door, the third generation of coal stopped and turned around: "Brother Tong, don't you go with me?"

"If you're not afraid of being beaten, you'll go."

Suddenly, the third generation of coal shrank his neck, showing a sneer that couldn't laugh or cry, and kept scolding unscrupulous traders and black-hearted liars***.

The third generation of coal made a big windfall some time ago.