It was almost the end of the afternoon, and the transcendent ritual had been completed, so he only had to send the deceased to the earth for peace, but the burial matter needed to be decided by Lin Zongbian, so Master Tongze found Zhou Chuqing's door, knocked lightly, and asked, "Zongbian, are you in the house?"

After a while, Lin Zongyan's voice came out of the room: "Master, please come in." ”

When Master Tongze pushed the door in, Lin Zongbian immediately got up and saluted, saying: "I was in a very bad mood before, and I was offended in words, and I hope the master will not be surprised." ”

This sudden apology made Master Tongze stunned, but what made him even more curious was the calm mood that Lin Zongbian showed at the moment. He secretly wondered in his heart: "Why is Zong Yan so calm? Compared to before, it is really different. ”

But he wouldn't ask at this time, he only said: "The old man understands, Zong Yan doesn't have to mind. After a pause, he said: "The mourning hall has been completed, and the bodies of the lady and the child have shown signs of decay, so it is better to put them into the ground as soon as possible, but where to be buried still needs to be decided by Zong Yan." ”

Lin Zongbian closed his eyes and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Just bury it next to the 'Ten Thousand Books Tower', so that I can see them every day and never be separated." ”

Master Tongze frowned and said, "This... This is just afraid..."He wanted to say that this move was inappropriate, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help himself, and changed his words and said: "That's fine, the old man will go down and make arrangements." But you should also go and change your clothes, after all, you will have to preside over the funeral for a while. ”

Lin Zongyan responded casually, and slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Chuqing on the bed, as if he didn't want to say more.

Seeing this, Master Tongze didn't say anything more, got up and left the house, and went down to make arrangements.

About half an hour later, Lin Zongbian and Master Tongze appeared together in the main hall where the coffin was stopped. Everyone in the hall had been waiting for a long time, and the lifting bar had already been prepared next to the coffin, so they just waited for the master to give an order and then the coffin was lifted.

Lin Zongbian looked around at everyone in the hall, all of them were sad, and they seemed to be empathetic to his misfortune.

However, such a scene failed to make Lin Zongbian feel grateful and moved, because he suddenly found that not all the sorrows were true feelings, although many faces were pretending to be sad, but the eyes flashed with schadenfreude and joy.

For these false feelings, Lin Zongbian only looked at it silently, and did not attack, he hugged the fist group to show his salute, and said: "Lin's family is in misfortune, but it involves all good friends to share compassion, I'm really sorry." ”

The generous statements of the people immediately gossiped about nothing more than some "condolences and changes" and "take care of your body".

Lin Zongbian said again: "Thank you for your concern, but for now, let the deceased be buried as soon as possible." ”

Everyone said yes, and at the same time, several people rushed forward to lift the coffin, and then the people who burned incense to guide the way, played flags to summon spirits, and swept the dust at the tail also followed one after another, and escorted the coffin to the open space next to the "Ten Thousand Book Tower". At this time, several big men came out with hoes, and after inquiring about the location of Lin Zongbian's burial, they began to pick up the hoes and dig the pits, and it took only a stick of incense to dig out two pits, one large and one small.

Lin Zongbian on the side has been in the coffin for a long time, with thousands of thoughts in his heart, and the tears in his eyes have not fallen after enduring several times, he doesn't want others to see his vulnerability, and he doesn't want those who have evil intentions to succeed.

But Master Tongze on the side only said that he was unconscious due to injury, so he stepped forward and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Zong Yan, fall into the coffin." ”

Lin Zongbian nodded at this time, and then personally put the two coffins into the grave pit, during which someone wanted to help, but he also refused. As soon as he came out of the pit, the big men shoveled the soil, but in a few moments they buried the grave, and the insufficient soil was also carried by a few people in earthen baskets.

Lin Zongbian looked at the gradually rising mound, tears almost rushed out, he hurriedly turned sideways to calm his mind, and then ordered the servant beside him: "Go and get the stone tablet." ”

The servant retreated, and after a while, he returned with a white jade tablet that was high for one person.

Lin Zongbian took the stele, put it on the ground and held it with his left hand, and then poured a true qi straight into the index finger of his right hand, and immediately used his fingertips as a pen to write directly on the stele.

But seeing his fingertips crossed, white smoke immediately flew up on the stele, and when the smoke passed and the dust fell, the stele showed a vigorous and powerful word. His actions naturally attracted everyone's attention, among which Master Tongze was the closest, and he saw the most authentic with the inscription, and he couldn't help but read along the inscription that Lin Zongbian had written: "Married as a husband and wife, in this seventeen years." It is still insufficient, let alone a long-term donation. My temples are white, and this body is peaceful for a long time. In the end, when you are in the same hole, you will not die with tears. Every birth is like a dream, and every person is strong..."

But he read it, but he slowly lost his voice, because he felt from this eulogy that Lin Zongbian was deeply grieved under the disguise, and he didn't want to read it anymore, so he just watched quietly and accompanied him silently.

Lin Zongbian wrote very quickly, and after finishing the finishing pen, he poked the stele violently with both hands, and the stele was firmly embedded in the ground in front of the grave. At this time, another stone tablet had also been delivered, and he still used his finger as a pen to write his son's epitaph.

When the two steles fell into the ground, he suddenly turned around and clasped his fists to everyone present, and said: "Lin's family lost his wife and children in misfortune, and his heart was inexplicably sad, and he no longer had the energy to accompany you, so he just wanted to be alone here for a while. If you have any needs in the house, you can go to Zhang He to explain, and he can handle it with full authority. After a pause, he said: "Thank you for your help before, this kindness, I Lin Zongbian remember it in my heart, thank you." ”

Everyone in the audience also bowed their hands and comforted them, but at this time, a different voice suddenly shouted: "Lord Lin Meng, slow down, I have something to say!"

When everyone heard the voice, they immediately looked for it, only to see that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man standing in the middle of the crowd.

This person is burly, dignified, and not young when he hears the voice, but his appearance is extremely young, which makes it difficult to tell the age. Lin Zongbian naturally knew this person, he was Xu Jiangkui, the second eldest in the "Five Heroes of Dongting", and the person standing next to him at this time was the third Dai Shichun.

Seeing that it was this celebrity who stopped him, Lin Zongbian didn't lose his manners, so he said: "It turned out that it was 'Dongting' Xu Erxia and Dai Sanxia who arrived at the house, and Lin did not welcome him from afar, so don't blame him." After a pause, he asked, "But I don't know what senior Xu has to say?"

Xu Jiangkui only sighed again and again, and only lamented after a while: "Alas, in this battle, our 'Dongting Five Heroes' lost their troops, and only the 'Dongting Four Heroes' will be left in the future." ”