The next day, the whole of the "Liuyun Dart Bureau" was busy for tomorrow's funeral, Liu Yu didn't understand the world and couldn't help much, so he practiced in the house.

Later, Mrs. Ai was called to her side to talk about her parents. During this period, he was very curious about Liu Yu's life in Huangsheng Mountain, and asked him repeatedly. Liu Yu also has questions to answer her kind mother.

At night, Liu Qing took Liu Yu to the mourning hall to worship and explain the matters to be paid attention to at the funeral tomorrow.

Before dawn, at the west gate of Jiuzheng County, there were bursts of mourning and music, and the Liu family of the "Liuyun Dart Bureau" was at the funeral.

The long spirit team was stopping in place to prepare, and in the middle of the spirit team was the "Eight Immortals Team", with seven mahogany coffins. There were no corpses in the coffin, only the clothes and weapons used in martial arts training.

Next to each wooden coffin stood eight men in white linen filial piety coats, which are the "eight immortals" in the world. The leader of the white-haired Eight Immortals at the front began to chant the sacrificial text loudly:

"Xianjun! Heaven and earth are open, and the day is auspicious. The ancestors had good fortune all their lives, and now they crossed the crane to heaven, and the filial man held the main mourning rod, and wore linen and wore filial piety beside the spirit; the filial daughter and filial daughter-in-law wore filial piety clothes, and the family was unforgettable. All the eight immortals tied the hearse, the force was spent on the golden coffin, the white crane spread its wings and the coffin stood up, and the flag fluttered in front. Relatives and friends came to the funeral and escorted the immortal body into the fairy country. Eight immortals and eight immortals, listen to me. After drinking the proprietor's heavy wine, the hearse should be carried on the shoulder, and the biological parents of Mo Dao others are like their own parents. Turning around and scrambling, everyone discussed; going up and down the ridge, don't panic; crossing the ditch and being too short, be careful, and safely deliver it to the cow's sleeping place, and the golden coffin falls in the center. Feng Shui treasures the land and blessings the people, and the children and grandchildren will be happy for a long time! The filial son and grandson lead the way, and all the eight immortals will lift up together! Ho ——!"

After the white-haired leader finished drinking, the remaining eight immortals echoed the "ho!" and finally followed by a high-pitched "ho". The Eight Immortals kicked the long wooden bench under the coffin, lifted the coffin and began to walk on the road.

As the only remaining eldest grandchild of the family, Liu Yu was dressed in a pure white filial piety dress in linen, and walked at the forefront of the spirit team with a huge white "soul attracting flag" in his hand.

Several descendants of remote relatives followed closely behind with "conjuring curtains" in their hands. Behind them are the relatives and friends led by Liu Qing, the female relatives and friends in the team are full of tears and crying, among which Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Song are the most prosperous, and the two of them are slowly moving forward with the support of their daughters.

The "Eight Immortals" were followed by a mourning band beating gongs and drums, followed by a large number of servants carrying wreaths, incense and candles, a palace with folded paper, horses, jewels, gold and silver, and finally four servants scattering paper money.

The whole spirit team was like a white dragon, under the leadership of Liu Yu, walking towards the Thousand Burial Slope in the west of the city, and Liu Yu, who was walking in the front, was dyed by this extremely sad atmosphere, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

I couldn't help but think in my mind that if my cultivation was fruitless, I would be buried by my relatives like this in a hundred years, thinking of myself lying in a cold wooden coffin and being carried to the cemetery, a cold air gushed out from my heart, which made Liu Yu tremble all over. Or in a battle with others, there is no place to bury them.

"No, I will not die like a mortal, no matter how tortuous and dangerous the path of immortality is, even if there are no bones left, I can't stop myself from picking the fruit of immortality. Liu Yu gritted his teeth and made up his mind to fight for the ethereal immortal fate.

After the spirit team arrived at the Thousand Burial Slope, they began to be buried, and the whole ceremony was solemn, complicated, and time-consuming.

In the meantime, after Liu Yu took the time to ask his father, he came to a tomb not far away. Looking at this desolate tomb, Liu Yu felt great grief in his heart.

The entire tomb occupies a large area, and is made of cyan adobe bricks in the shape of a small hill. Compared to some small mound-like graves next to it, it looks very beautiful. But there are weeds growing around the mound, and it looks very desolate. In front of the tomb is a huge ink-colored stone tablet, on which is engraved: the tomb of the loving father Liu Li

Sons Liu Xiao, Liu Jie, Liu Qingli

Liu Yu knelt forward, put the long incense in his hand in front of the grave, and then bowed his head and bowed. He said silently in his heart: Grandpa, grandson Liu Yu swears that he will live up to your high expectations, embark on a long road of life, and never give up.

After kneeling, Liu Yu slowly got up and cleaned up the weeds around the grave.

After the burial was completed, it was noon, and the relatives and friends of the Liu family rushed back to the Liuyun Dart Bureau. There are more than 100 tables of meals on the square of Liuyun Dart Bureau, feasting relatives, friends and neighbors. The funeral took place all day and did not end until late at night. In the silence of the courtyard in the middle of the night, sporadic cries were still heard.

A few days after the funeral, Liu Qing began to prepare for revenge. After the two fathers and sons discussed, they decided to pretend to dart again and pass by Mahu Mountain. The momentum is even greater than last time, luring the Black Tiger Village to come and rob the dart. Because this gang of bandits is very cunning, the government can't find their stronghold, so they can only lure the snake out of the hole.

In the next few days, Liu Qing visited the remaining dart masters under the Liuyun Dart Bureau and invited them to dart together, but most of the dart masters looked for various reasons to shirk it.

Liu Qing couldn't help but scold these white-eyed wolves in his heart, the Liuyun Dart Bureau has always provided them with a rich life, and they have become shrinking turtles whenever they are in danger. These people are afraid of the innate masters in the Black Tiger Village, thinking that they are going to die in vain.

Even if Liu Qing told his child Liu Yu that he was also a congenital master, these people still shirked it, obviously they didn't believe it, which made Liu Qing angry. Because if the number of darts is too small this time, the momentum will not be able to achieve the effect of luring the snake out of the hole.

"Dad, the children are young, it's normal for them not to believe it, you invite them to come to the Liuyun Dart Bureau tomorrow, and then the children will shoot in person, presumably they won't shirk. Hearing his father's complaints, Liu Yu thought for a while and then said.

"Okay! I'll send someone to invite them tomorrow, Yu'er, sorry for you. When Liu Qing heard what Liu Yu said, he thought about it and there was only that.

"Brother Li Tie, you are here too. A middle-aged man in a dart master uniform greeted a strong man with a tiger's head and bull's eyes next to him.

"Brother Wang Ming, aren't you here too? I'll just come to see the excitement, and all the brothers will gather. The strong man replied in a rough voice.

"Brother Li, that's right, I think the dart game is about to disperse. Liu Darttou boasted that his little boy was a congenital master, hehe, didn't he say that he was a scholar before?" A dart master holding a long sword next to him responded coldly.

"I don't believe it either, but I should give Liu Dart a face. Huo Darttou of the Wuwei Dart Bureau in the south of the city, please let me go to them, do you have any good places to go, if not, the Wuwei Dart Bureau is still short of people. The dart master surnamed Wang sneered.

On the square of the Liuyun Dart Bureau, there are dozens of dart masters, and the opinions are very noisy, obviously they don't take Liu Qing, the head of the dart, very seriously. Liu Yu looked at the messy scene below, and couldn't help but feel a little irritable.