Tu Wenlong raised his eyes and looked at the sky, a pair of sharp eagle eyes swept across the surrounding people who were uneasy, snorted lightly, and then smiled coldly, "It can't be postponed, if you miss the auspicious time, it will not be good." ”

His voice was so loud that many people heard it, and there was clarity and understanding on his face.

The people in this industry are all outlaws on the one hand, but they especially believe in feng shui.

Especially the funeral of characters like Gu Huan, it is bound to be arranged, so that he can go all the way.

If you miss the auspicious time, it is very likely that you will not be able to live in peace in the future.

The people on the road who came to watch the ceremony and see it off also understood this taboo.

Since Tu Wenlong, the person in charge, said so, the other people naturally have no possibility of objecting.

Fortunately, when the coffin was carried out of the funeral, the sky suddenly cleared, so that the mood of these people who saw them off was originally gloomy because of the bad weather, but also turned into sunshine in an instant.

The funeral procession was very long, with a slip of black clothes and a slipping black umbrella, which looked particularly heavy.

Gu Qingyan, who was dressed in a white filial piety robe, wore white flowers on his head, held Gu Huan's portrait in both hands, and walked forward step by step, following the coffin.

She didn't cry anymore, but the despair and godlessness in her eyes, and the lifeless expression all showed that she was too sad and couldn't shed tears.

Her heart has been crying silently......

The burial place of Gu Huan also invited a feng shui master to specialize in feng shui, and the location was on the hill behind the headquarters of the Scorpion Gang, and he found a treasure place that is said to be an excellent feng shui treasure, and he was the place of Chang'an where he returned to the west.

Everyone escorted the coffin to the ground, and the black-clothed brothers in the gang had already dug a big pit, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in a Taoist robe was guarding the side.

The middle-aged Taoist priest is a disciple of the Xuanmen, and he is not a problem for searching for dragons and exploring caves.

His name is also very festive, called Fu Lu Shou.

As soon as Fu Lushou saw that the coffin had arrived, he hurriedly instructed people to put the coffin in the prepared position, lit incense and candles, and then began to recite the requiem mantra for the dead.

I heard that only by reciting the requiem mantra of the undead can you get rid of the evil spirit and resentment left by the undead and obediently walk towards the road to the Yellow Spring.

After reciting the requiem mantra for the undead, Fu Lushou shouted, "All beings avoid, and the undead enter the earth for peace, get up!" ”

At this time, Gu Qingyan, who had been quiet, suddenly pounced on the coffin, hugged the coffin tightly, and shouted bitterly, "Dad, Dad, don't go, Dad, don't drop the cigarette, Dad......"

The heart-rending shouts made the men on the road whose hearts were as hard as iron also red one by one.

"Xiaoyan, don't do this! If you do this, your father-in-law will not be at ease. ”

"Smoke, smoke, obedient, let go......"

Gu Huaien and Tu Wenlong hurriedly stepped forward left and right, wanting to pull her away from the coffin, so that Gu could be buried in the ground.

Gu Qingyan cried and choked and said, "I won't let it go!" I won't let it go! I want Daddy, I want my Daddy, woo woo woo ......"

Gu Huaien and Tu Wenlong glanced at each other, and finally, Gu Huaien let go, and Tu Wenlong hugged her horizontally.

Gu Qingyan watched the coffin put into the pit, and cried even more.

The entire cemetery seemed to echo with her desperate, poignant, heart-rending cry.

Tu Wenlong looked at Gu Qingyan like this, and felt even more pity and apology for her in his heart.

Seeing her so sad, desperate, and helpless, if things were to be reversed, would he let go of his hatred and live a good life with her?