Luo Yizi arrived after Luo Yicheng, her eyes were red, her tears seemed to have dried up, and she looked at Luo Yicheng, who was holding Chen Changan's corpse and crying bitterly, standing with wide eyes like a piece of wood.

Suddenly, a light rain fell in the sky.

Snow began to fall in the back.

At first, the snowflakes were scattered and scattered, and then they were falling one after another.

The heavens and the earth turned white.

Luo Yizi suddenly couldn't stand steadily, her eyes turned black, and she fell unconscious.

Before he fell unconscious, his sister's cry was still lingering in his ears.

She felt intense heartache for Chen Changan's death, as if her heart had been pulled out by someone ruthlessly, but she didn't know what was going on, when she saw her sister regretting it to the extreme, she was also happy for Chen Changan, as if she had taken that breath

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Rain in the snow.

The coolness in my heart seems to be blended with heaven and earth.

There are more and more people in the neighborhood.

Other weak people did not dare to approach.

Jia Jiyou and the others also came, standing aside, no one spoke.

The rain and snow fell on their faces, and they couldn't tell who was crying.

This snow and rain lasted for three whole days.

The whole continent was sure that it was Heaven shedding tears for a hero.

It was also from that day on, that everyone on the mainland stood up in their hearts as a glorious example.

Up to the people who are about to enter the earth, down to the young children who have just opened their minds.

The snow and rain stopped.

The sun was still setting from the sky as usual.

In front of a large hall.

Two white lanterns were hung.

There are also many white flags around the hall.

The atmosphere was depressed and deserted.

In front of the main hall, two women wore linen and filial piety, and their bodies were plain white.

It was Li Bingyun and Luo Yizi.

The two of them are peerless beauties, even though they look haggard, their eyes are red and swollen, their faces are pale, and their lips are a little blue, they are still incredibly beautiful.

They stood in front of the temple, waiting for the guests to come.

Today is the day of Chen Chang'an's burial.

Friends and family would come to see him again.

At this time, two people just flew down in front of the main hall.

The people who came were Gou Dao and Shen Jinzhen.

Gou Daoren's face was bloodless, and he appeared ten zhang away in front of the main hall, looking at the door of the main hall with a dull gaze, and did not take a step forward for a long time.

It's as if this step is not over as long as it is not taken.

After standing for a whole stick of incense, a bird's cry suddenly sounded in the sky.

He remembered a certain year when Chen Changan came to the door with a big bird.

"I'm here, this big bird is delicious, do you want to eat it roasted or boiled?"

Chen Changan's smile flashed in Gou Daoren's eyes, and in an instant, Gou Daoren's eyes turned red again.

My heart was throbbing.

The only friend that I have. Also coming.

Gou Daoren walked towards the main hall with difficulty.

Every step is reluctant to fall behind.

In the end, he still walked in front of Luo Yizi and Li Bingyun.

"Two. Festival of mourning"

The voice trembled.

Li Bingyun looked at Gou Daoren with a blank gaze, not knowing when Gou Daoren would arrive, and at this time, his mind was full of the words that Chen Changan told her that day.

It wasn't until Chen Changan flew outside the territory to face foreign enemies that she reacted to what Chen Changan meant by those words at that time.

In a few days, friends and relatives will come to greet him.

It turned out to be this greeting.

Tears fell unconsciously, obviously crying for three days, it should have dried up, and now why is this!

Li Bingyun cried and tried to squeeze out a welcoming smile: "Please inside"

Luo Yizi didn't speak, her expression was like wood, and she walked inside with Gou Daoren.

Just a few steps away, she almost fell.

She is obviously one of the top powerhouses in the mainland, but at this time, she looks as weak as a mortal.

Fortunately, Shen Jinzhen reacted quickly and stepped forward to support Luo Yizi, so Luo Yizi did not fall.

Gou Daoren didn't react at all, he only looked ahead, and his steps became heavy again.

A coffin appeared in his field of vision, right in the middle of the main hall.

Next to the coffin, two women dressed in linen and filial piety knelt on the ground, motionless.

It is Luo Yicheng and Huang Jiaojiao.

Huang Jiaojiao cried for two days, trying every means to resurrect Chen Changan.

After failing to succeed in the end, he scolded Luo Yicheng for a day.

Now on the third day, she fell silent, her face was withered, her expression was wooden, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at the coffin blankly.

Completely immersed in the memories of Chen Chang'an.

Luo Yicheng lowered his head, his eyes were different from the other three women, there was no redness and swelling, only indifference.

His gaze was like that of a dead man.

Gou Daoren stepped forward, and when there were still three steps left from the coffin, he stood still again.

After a long time, he stepped forward and continued to try to persuade Luo Yicheng and Huang Jiaojiao to mourn, and then stuck to the coffin and looked at the person lying inside.

Chen Changan's body was completed by Luo Yicheng and others in a special way, and cleaned, his face was pale, as if he had been smeared with white powder, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned.

But seeing this shallow smile, Gou Daoren suddenly shook his head and fell back.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Shen Jinzhen quickly stepped forward and hugged Gou Daoren.

Gou Daoren tried his best to adjust his emotions and let the corners of his mouth smile, but at the moment this smile looked more ugly than crying.

"Brother Chang'an, I listened to you and worked hard to improve my personality, and you see, I am already married to Jinzhen! You, your temperament is not good enough, you are too anxious, you obviously said that you want to drink our wine."

Gou Daoren leaned on the coffin and told Chen Changan seriously, as if Chen Changan could really hear it.

It's just that the latter words, as if choked, can't be spoken.

"Brother Chang'an, I will be happy, thank you for your many years of companionship and care"

After adjusting for a long time, Gou Daoren finished speaking.

Touching Chen Changan's cold hand, Gou Daoren, with Shen Jinzhen's support, walked towards the area full of seats on the side of the main hall.

The custom in this world is that when a person dies and is buried, relatives and friends should accompany him to eat and drink, which is regarded as the last journey of the deceased.

Gou Daoren sat down, looked at the front of no one, picked up the wine on the side, saluted forward, and raised his head to drink.

One cup is not stopped, and the next one is continued.

Today, don't get drunk, don't rest

Then.

Outside the main hall, there were people again.

Jia Jiyou is here.

Jia Jiyou has been staying here for the past three days, but today, he has not stepped out of the room and come here.

Even now in front of the main hall, he still didn't go inside.

He is different from Gou Daoren, and his face looks a little red at the moment.

The eyes are also red.

When standing, there is a little shaky.

Yes.

I drank before I came.

In fact, he drank every day these days.

Stuck in a hangover.

Only wine can numb his heart.

Only wine made him feel that there was still the good brother who had accompanied him all his life sitting in front of him!

He still had a jug of wine in his hand.

I stood there for a while, raised my head and took a big sip before walking inside.

"Chen Changan! You kid tricked me again, drank and ran away! Come out! We continue to drink!! ”

Jia Jiyou shouted and walked inside.

Luo Yizi looked at Jia Jiyou and didn't know what to do.

She knows very well the relationship between Jia Jiyou and Chen Changan, which is comparable to her biological brother.

Only Li Bingyun stood up.

"Senpai, please inside."

She has to follow Jia Jiyou to prevent Jia Jiyou from getting drunk and doing anything out of the ordinary.

She didn't want her master to be at peace after he died.

Jia Jiyou staggered inside, smiling all the time.

It seems that he is really looking for Chen Changan, who has escaped, and continues to drink.

But when he entered the main hall and saw the coffin lying in front of him, his eyes still blinked and turned red.

He stood still for a while.

But after forcing himself to pour himself a few sips of drink, he laughed again and walked forward with a smile.

"Chen Changan, is it comfortable to lie inside? Come, get up and drink! ”

Jia Jiyou looked at Chen Changan in the bushes and shouted.

Seeing that Chen Changan didn't answer, he pointed at Chen Changan with a smile: "Look at it, pretend to be dead and run away from drinking, right?" You've always been better than me to drink, and you've been like this since you were a child, so why don't you get better when you get older? You say it yourself, a man can't say no. Come, I'll pull you up."

Jia Jiyou reached out to pull Chen Changan.

Li Bingyun just wanted to step forward to stop him, when Luo Yicheng's voice suddenly sounded.

"He's dead! Can you make him more peaceful! ”

(End of chapter)