The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the sky is clear.

Looking at the Liyue Calendar today, and looking at it, it reads:

It is advisable to repair graves, break ground, erect monuments, bury them, and move them......

It is advisable to be buried.

The Zhao family of Crimson Cloud Slope is also a family with a head and face in Liyue Harbor.

Starting from the previous generation of family owners Zhao Heng, this Zhao Heng carried goods at the dock when he was young, and worked as a buddy in the store.

As the old saying goes, Zhao Heng knew what he wanted, and returned to Liyue Harbor to start a business.

At the time, people also knew that Zhao Heng was a person who did not accept the old, and the old naughty boy of Scarlet Yunpo was famous, and some children especially liked to play with him, eating candy and playing with toys.

Today's funeral, outside the mourning hall of the mansion, and in the courtyard, are full of people.

They had different attitudes towards Zhao Heng's death.

There are sincere feelings and sadness, there are also sighs and sighs, and there are jealous Zhao Heng in their hearts, seeing that he is young and peaceful in his old age, and seeing that he has not been serious for most of his life, his heart is quite unbalanced.

In any case, the deceased is the greatest, and everyone has a heavy and depressed expression on their faces that matches the atmosphere of the funeral scene. In the mourning hall, a group of female dependents knelt in the coffin with red eyes and sobbed.

This scene, if Zhao Heng lying in the coffin board could see it, he would definitely stare at his eyes and blow his beard.

It's too damn unlucky, the master is just dead, and he is dying, not a tragic death.

Aren't all men going to die? What are you crying and crying about?

If Zhao Heng had been to another world, he would definitely resonate with Zhuangzi, who sang in a drum.

It's almost time for the funeral.

Presiding over the overall situation is Zhao Heng's eldest son Zhao Baoshan, the modern head of the family, middle-aged, burly and upright, with a relatively old-fashioned personality, but he respects and is filial to his father.

Zhao Baoshan has been with Zhao Heng since he was a child, listening to him talk about his past hard work experience, sometimes enthusiastic and sometimes sad, feeling that his father is a true man who stands up to the sky.

Zhao Baoshan found the Yiqi and asked where the Yiqi Hu Hall Master was at this time.

Liyue's funeral is a delicate job.

Whether it is the method of stopping the spirit, the method of burial, or the tablet utensils...... These have doorways, find an old pedant, can talk for a long time.

Therefore, this kind of person who presides over the funeral must be knowledgeable and prudent.

Today's presiding officer is the seventy-seventh generation hall master of the Afterlife Hall, a young girl Hu Tao.

The contrast seems to be enormous.

But no one in Liyue Harbor would be despised by Hu Tao's age. Over the years, Hu Tao has already proved with her strength that under her leadership, the Hall of the Dead is still the most authoritative institution in the field of funerals.

Liyue Harbor is a big city, and people die every day for various reasons, so it's impossible for the Church of the Dead to do all the business, not to mention that there are other towns and villages outside of Liyue Harbor.

The Hall of the Dead is only the most famous one, the same as Bu Bu Lu.

In the face of Zhao Baoshan's inquiry, the female etiquette was also secretly troubled.

The hall master told her to take over for the time being, and the rest didn't say much. The hall master has always been elusive, and where he went, he really didn't know where he went.

However, the female etiquette was not flustered, Hu Tao treated the funeral of Bai Shi more than anyone else, and there was never a mistake, so she said softly.

"Mr. Zhao, please rest assured, the hall master is not here, it should be something extremely important. At this time, it should be on the way back, and there will be no delay. ”

Zhao Baoshan nodded, his father had gone to the Afterlife Hall alone before his death, and instructed the aftermath to be handled by Hu Tao, the master of the Afterlife Hall.

Zhao Baoshan believed in his father's vision, but he didn't quite understand why his father would sometimes show a confused smile after Master Hu came a few days ago.

The family also laughed and said nothing when asked.

Zhao Baoshan, as the person in charge of the overall situation of the Zhao family, also met and talked with Hu Tao, who presided over the overall situation of the funeral, after his father's death, and he could see the girl's solemn and serious attitude towards white affairs.

Therefore, there is no plot where Zhao Baoshan feels that Hu Tao is contemptuous of the Zhao family.

After a while, Hu Tao hurried over, followed by a masked man, who was ragged and embarrassed, as if he had spent several days in the wilderness.

Someone noticed it, but they saw that it was Hall Master Hu who brought it personally, and he didn't stop it.

Hu Tao first went to find the ceremonial man, and without waiting for the latter to ask where she had gone, she asked her to find a clean dress to change into for the masked man behind her, and immediately went to the coffin bearers who were squatting in a corner and Qiqila's homely house, and carefully advised.

The fourth coffin bearer, who had experienced ups and downs, sneered when he heard it, hehe, it's nothing else, he wants to be a fun person.

So he leisurely took the cup, went to pick up the free tea to drink, and took some melon seeds by the way, ready to watch the play.

After Hu Tao finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after waiting for a while, he saw the masked man who was silent and silently walked over and patted the other party's shoulder.

The masked man makes eye contact with Hu Tao, which roughly means the following:

“Are you ready？” ╮(•́ω•̀)╭

“yes！” (•̀ᴗ•́)و̑̑

Hu Tao took out the suona she was carrying.

Masked Man: ......

After that, Hu Tao went to Zhao Baoshan again and said that everything was ready.

At this time, the girl was still in a hurry and excited, her cheeks were slightly red, and her plum blossom eyes were bright.

Zhao Baoshan looked at the time, and also felt that it was almost there, so he sighed.

Funeral!

The four coffin bearers stepped into the mourning hall with vigorous steps, ignoring the choked and crying female dependents, and lifted the coffin.

Three powerful men and a thin masked man, with the shouts of 321, lifted the coffin on his shoulder, and walked out of the mourning hall.

In the funeral procession, Hu Tao walked in the front, followed by the four coffin bearers, and then the ceremonial procession and the wailing relatives and family members.

All of a sudden, with the sound of crying, the white paper Mora floated.

Leaving the mansion, the long procession walked down the streets of Crimson Slope, and there were many onlookers on the way to the crematorium.

Someone found a strange place, the coffin is generally carried by tying wooden frames on the left and right lower sides of the coffin, which is convenient for the coffin lifter, but now it is carried on the shoulder, the coffin is raised, and the coffin lifter is not afraid of falling down.

But when I saw that the person at the front was Hu Tao, oh, that was fine.

Over the years, Hu Tao has made a mourning funeral according to the request of some guests, and some people muttered that the one of the Zhao family is famous for being fun-loving, and I don't know what this funeral will be like in the end

Lin Xiaofeng also stood on the side of the road, and it was inevitable that those who were doing business would not deal with Qianzhuang. Lin Xiaofeng has also met Zhao Heng a few times, and his evaluation of him is that he is an old fox and an old naughty boy, and there is a rare trace of innocence in treachery.

Lin Xiaofeng, who was originally recuperating and working at home, heard the crying outside and asked Lin Bo, only to learn that today was the day of the funeral.

More than a month ago, the Lin family also held a funeral, and they were afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so they let the second brother go to the Zhao family.

But as soon as people reach middle age, after the vicissitudes of life and desolation, they miss the past more and more, and it is good to say that they also have an old relationship with Zhao Heng.

So, Lin Bo followed, and Lin Xiaofeng mixed in the crowd, silently watching the funeral procession.

At first, he didn't look carefully, but after a while, Lin Xiaofeng also noticed something strange.

The coffin bearer in the front left is thin, dressed quite differently from other coffin bearers, and wears a mask.

The more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

It won't be......

Hu Tao played a mournful music, and then she put down the suona, showed a smile, and then raised the suona again to her mouth.

As the saying goes, Hu Tao smiled, life and death are unpredictable!

The music suddenly changes!

When the four coffin bearers heard the prelude, they were all shocked.

Are you going to get started?!

moved, the movements of the four coffin bearers changed, their shoulders were raised, their steps were brisk, and with the demonic music of suona, the scene fell into an extremely weird atmosphere for a while.

Immediately afterwards, as the suona tune that had never been heard changed the rhythm, the movements of the four coffin bearers changed again.

Unexpectedly!

Unexpectedly, they stopped their steps in unison, sat on the ground, supported the coffin with their shoulders, and began to kick forward with their legs, clapping their hands, except for the coffin bearers who wore masks and couldn't see their expressions clearly, the three coffin bearers tried to hold back a cheerful smile.

Money can make ghosts grind, no way, this time Master Hu gave too much.

This, this......

Is the Hall of the Dead a grudge against the Zhao family?

There was such a big rebellion at the funeral!

Madamada, it's not over yet!

The movements of the four coffin bearers changed again, they actually changed to land on the ground with their hands and feet, crawling forward with the coffin on their backs, and swaying back and forth, and then there were people who lifted the coffin like throwing objects, pressed their knees against the coffin, and fluttered white scarves in their hands, like a guard of honor to welcome the new year...... and a series of moves.

The crowd was stunned, this is too much fun.

Relatives were furious.

Ridiculous! Amusing!

If the Death Hall does this, if the Rock King knows, he will definitely be furious and will be punished for eating the rock!

But, I mean, I'm just saying, is there such a possibility?

Lord Yan was indeed watching this funeral, and was threatened by the master of the Hall of the Past and forced to watch the whole thing?

The relatives were angry and about to step forward to tear the coffin hand, but Zhao Heng, who was at the front of the relatives ranks, waved his hand to stop it, and said loudly that this was his father's gesture before his death, and he asked Hu Tangzhu to do this.

When Zhao Baoshan said this, his expression was very bitter.

Enlightened, he enlightened!

Father's mysterious smile!

Is this what you envisioned? Father. Zhao Heng thought to himself.

During the blowing, Hu Tao glanced at Lin Ye, who was half a step faster each time to direct the movements of the rest of the coffin bearers.

Suona lifts the coffin, this idea is completely consistent with the concept of walnut! And Lin Ye, who came up with this idea, also went to a funeral with her.

This time, Hu Tao did not fight alone, and the unprecedented satisfaction and joy made her play the suona hard, and the magical tune was repeated over and over again, higher than again!

The four coffin bearers also performed hard.

Music can be empathetic, gradually, except for a few diehards, most people savor the optimism of the song that is full of vitality and like everything is competing, this is a happy song.

And the action of carrying the coffin hand seems to be disrespectful, but in fact, combined with the song, isn't it an expression of the concept of seeing through life and death?

Lyrical with music, with dance companionship.

Since ancient times, the people of Liyue have been sad and lonely in autumn, and their emotions are like rocks, solemn and heavy, and they are very sad about white things, unlike the free Mondstadt.

But the master of the Dead Hall Hu Hall blew today, sweeping away the sadness at the funeral.

People think of Zhao Heng's life deeds, which can be regarded as scenery, and when he dies, he will also die at the end of his life, so it should be a happy funeral.

After self-hypnotic brain supplement, I unexpectedly felt that the suona carrying the coffin was good.

This is also the result of Hu Tao's previous efforts combined with Zhao Heng's old naughty boy's fun-loving comments, with this suona coffin, it is natural to achieve this not the most perfect but the most suitable effect.

Zhongli sat alone on the tall building, looking down at the team below, listening to the suona tune with calloused ears, and watching the coffin lifting. After a long time, he laughed.

Liyue should not be an ancient and rigid kingdom, but an inclusive and open country.

Humanity is truly a magical race, so magical that it is willing to guard it for thousands of years, and countless thousands of years for the next until it is completely worn out.

The Rock Emperor lived for seven thousand years, and he knew more than all human beings. But this is what the Rock King has seen, heard, and written, and in the future, he actually does not see much more than humans.

These changes are changes created by humans themselves.

What new changes will come after that?

Zhongli was looking forward to the thought that arose:

Is it time for me to retire and retreat into the background and silently watch Liyue's development?

The history of Liyue began with him, and the Emperor of the Rock was the history of Liyue himself, and now he has the idea of leaving history to the people of Liyue to create for themselves.

It was just a thought that made Zhongli's originally calm and unwavering state of mind ripple a little, and he needed more such thoughts to make him firm in this plan.

"Every hundred years, there will always be people who stir up the storm, Lin Ye, this time, is it you?" Zhongli said with a smile.

Yelan, who was in the crowd, watched the funeral with tears and laughter, so you asked me that the time was in a hurry to rush back to Liyue, just to be able to lift the coffin?

Lin Ye: Do you think I'm happy to carry the coffin? (serious face)

At this time, Yelan noticed a middle-aged man, Gong An, Lin Ye's father. Yelan saw that Gong An's expression was complicated at the moment, and she could understand it.

Presumably, Angong's heart is extremely messy.

In terms of general reason, seeing his son who he hadn't seen for many days lifting the coffin, his steps were still so dissolute, and a father was confused and ...... Confused.

No, it can't really be Ano, right?

Hasn't he become quite steady, could it be an illusion?

Or is it that you usually live too depressed and want to lift your coffin to relax yourself?

Forehead......

Lin Bo also recognized the young master, and he didn't know whether to say it or not, but when he saw Lin Xiaofeng's expression, he was silent.

“………”X2

For this suona coffin, some people are happy and some are angry.

The rejoicing people are Hu Tao's peers, who think that Hu Tao has opened up a whole new way of funeral, and they feel that they can stuff more content.

It turns out that it's not that the existing conditions can't keep up, but that the brain is not open!

After this suona coffin is lifted, it is destined to make the future funeral form more and more strange, and this is also what Hu Tao is willing to see.

The angry man is an old pedant, an old superstitious man, so angry that his beard trembles and his face turns red.

Master Hu's previous happy funeral, self-hypnosis, more or less reasonable, now?!

An old man surnamed Lu was so angry that he valued etiquette the most, thinking that everything was a etiquette system, and everyone should abide by the rules and not exceed the rules, this is what Lord Yan is willing to see.

In any case, Zhao Heng's funeral is a record of Liyue's history, and even decades later, there are still people who talk about the noon funeral that day, and the owners of the Hall of the Dead brought new fun and excitement to Liyue Harbor.

Hu Tao witnessed the coffin being incinerated in the fire, put down the suona, turned around, and looked at Lin Ye, who secretly took off his mask and gasped, the plum blossom eyes were bright and shining, and he said with a bright expression.

"Uncle Zhao will be satisfied with this funeral, and the hall master will also be satisfied!"

"Thank you for such a great idea! Woods! It's great to meet you! ”

At this moment, the girl smiled like a flower.