For Shen Yan, this night was destined to be difficult.

He's a little confused.

Because he hadn't slept all night, coupled with the high concentration of his mental power, he now looked a little more tired, and there were bruises under his eyes.

The temperament of the whole person is sluggish.

Overnight, it was as if a different person had changed.

"It's dawn!"

A thick and majestic voice rang out.

Shen Yan raised his head and looked into the air in a bit of a daze, only then did he realize that it was dawning.

"Heavenly ...... Bright...... ......"

His gaze was blank, and he slowly raised his arm, wanting to touch the sunlight streaming in through the lintel.

But his palm pierced through, ethereal, and fell into the void.

It's like a mirror flower in the water.

He was stunned, and he hadn't reacted yet.

At this time, Zhao Bo hurriedly ran over, seeing that his face was pale, and he had not slept all night.

"Head of the family, the time has come, and I want to bury ......"

Zhao Bo leaned against the wall and gasped.

After all, he is older, and he can't compare to young people, and the way he breathes looks a little scary.

Shen Yan looked over, pursed his lips and smiled, and wanted to get up, only then did he realize that his legs and feet were numb.

As soon as I moved, I was very sour and numb.

Several guards beside him also trotted over with their eyesight and helped Shen Yan up.

Sit on a chair that has already been prepared on the side.

The chairs are cushioned and extremely comfortable to sit on.

When Shen Yan sat down, he immediately came up and knelt on the ground, pinched his legs, and dredged the meridians.

Shen Yan waved his hand.

Only then did the attendants go over and help Uncle Zhao sit down.

The Shen family respects the head of the family, and if the head of the family is there, he cannot sit without the order of the head of the family.

Uncle Zhao sat in an uncushioned chair, but it was also a little more relaxed than before.

"Are you all here?"

Shen Yan looked at Uncle Zhao and his tone was flat.

Zhao Bo was about to get up and give his hand, but he saw Shen Yan wave his hand, and then he sat down and said, "It's all here, the relatives and friends of the main family, the subordinate forces of the Shen family, and several forces attached to the Shen family." ”

Hearing this, Shen Yan's complexion did not change at all, and his gaze fell on the coffin.

Because the incense paper money here has not been broken since yesterday, there are many different smells.

However, Shen Yan got used to it for a while.

As if thinking of something, he looked at Uncle Zhao, "How is Yu'er?"

Zhao Bo was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but shudder, and didn't reply directly.

Shen Yan saw Uncle Zhao's abnormality, his brows furrowed, and his tone became a little more stern.

"Talk back!"

The voice was a little fierce.

Uncle Zhao shrunk his neck and said, "The head of the family, I was busy all night, the old master left too suddenly, without any preparation, and the burial location was selected overnight before it was finalized, so I didn't have time to look at it." ”

Shen Yan thought for a while, nodded after half a sound, and seemed to believe Uncle Zhao's words.

"Then who knows?"

Zhao Bo hesitated for a while, watching Shen Yan's face gradually become difficult to look at, and then said slowly: "Shen Chun." ”

"Pass on Shen Chun. ”

Shen Yan waved his hand, and the person beside him immediately trotted out.

After doing this, Shen Yan closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Zhao Bo also breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many hours are left for the coffin?"

Shen Yan said suddenly.

Zhao Bo said: "After the rooster crows three times, it's okay." ”

Shen Yan nodded and continued to close his eyes and rest.

Those beautiful maids were also pinched lightly, with moderate strength.

"Head of the house!"

It didn't take long for Shen Chun to walk in.

His face was very calm.

Seeing Shen Yan, he bent down and bowed his hand.

"How's Yu'er?"

Shen Yan said.

He didn't open his eyes, perhaps because the maid pinched her feet too comfortably, and her voice was a little lazy.

Shen Chun chuckled in his heart, he was silent and did not speak.

Uncle Zhao on the side was a little nervous, and subconsciously moved, but he didn't sit down and fell down.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Without Shen Yan's order, those guards didn't dare to move forward.

Uncle Zhao was already a little exhausted, and he couldn't get up at all, so he had to sit on the ground.

Shen Yan opened his eyes and said, "Uncle Zhao, why are you so excited?"

"Returning home, the old man is not excited, but his legs and feet are sore, and he didn't pay attention for a while. ”

Zhao Bo arched his hand.

Shen Yan waved his hand, and several guards behind him walked over and helped Zhao Bo up.

Then, he pointed at Shen Chun and said, "You go on." ”

"Head of ......"

After Shen Chun finished saying the word head of the family, he began to be silent again.

"Speak, are you mute?"

A guess gradually appeared in Shen Yan's heart.

He didn't want to hear the news from Shen Chun's mouth that he was thinking in his heart.

Shen Chun didn't seem to be able to bear such pressure, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Young Master, he ......"

"Help me up. ”

Shen Chun was still talking in a slurred manner, but at this time, Shen Yan no longer had that patience.

As soon as his words fell, the beautiful maids helped him up.

The legs and feet are much better.

The maid was about to continue to support him, but he shook him off.

Shen Yan glanced at Uncle Zhao and Shen Chun coldly, and immediately strode out.

As soon as I left the lobby, the first rooster crowed.

"Head of ......"

Zhao Boyi was excited, and stood up instantly, but his legs and feet were sore, and he fell to the side weakly, but fortunately, there was someone by his side and he helped him in time.

At this time, he couldn't take care of so much, and said in a panic: "The family master, the time is coming, and the old family master's burial is important!"

These words are true.

Just when Shen Yan hesitated, the second rooster crow sounded.

"Head of ......"

Uncle Zhao's voice was a little more helpless.

Shen Yan finally eased his complexion, he turned around, walked into the main hall, and sat on the futon before.

"Let them all come in!"

Compromise, or helplessness.

The dead are great!

Uncle Zhao nodded, and hurriedly ran outside, his legs and feet were no longer in trouble at this time.

Shen Chun on the side projected a grateful gaze towards Zhao Bo.

After all, it's enough to drag it out for a while.

However, Uncle Zhao didn't pay attention to Shen Chun at all, what he cared about was not helping the latter, but the burial of the old family master, which in his opinion was a big deal.

It didn't take long for a large crowd of people to rush in at the door.

These people walked slowly, and their steps were not hurried or slow.

The dozen or so people walking in the front were all wearing linen and filial piety, wearing white burlap coats without seams, hemp ropes and straw ropes tied around their waists, and grass frogs on their feet.

These are all members of the Shen family's family, all of them are Shen Chun's cousins, and they have some close blood relations with the old family master Shen Shirong.

They didn't call out to the head of the house, they all walked silently, and everyone had red eyes.

Behind these people, the group of people were dressed in long black robes, not to mention how sad they were.

"Head of the house!"

It seemed that seeing Shen Shirong's desolation, those people couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly.