Chapter 43: Funerals

There are two rooms in the side room, one in the room and one in the outroom, separated by a curtain. Ji Cha lifted the curtain and went to the back room to change clothes. Hong Chen took off the gray robe directly in the outhouse and changed into a blue and gray robe. The boots sent were a little big, Hong Chen took two steps and tried them, found that his heels were a little stretched, and put back on the black cloth shoes he had before.

The robe is loose and woven in cotton, making it much more comfortable to wear than linen clothes. Hong Chen saw that others were wearing silk clothes, which were very light and smooth, and he thought that it would be very cool to wear in the summer, and he thought that when he had money, he would have to buy a few better clothes, at least they would be similar to the Taoist robes on his body.

Hong Chen picked up the fake streamer that Ji Cha left on the table, and waved it twice at the air, only to feel that this knife was very light, and the material was much better than ordinary steel knives, and he said in his heart: "Even the fake one is so easy to use, if it is true, it is estimated that it will be even better." When I have a good knife, and I meet that person named Luo Qinghan again, I will definitely not be defeated. ”

One of them was in the outhouse, the other in the inner room, resting separately.

By dawn, there were two more knocks, followed by Jiang Ting's voice: "Dare to ask the two heroes if they can rest?" My second senior brother and I have already gathered the disciples of the Wind Chasing Sect who were originally in the Fengguang Gate, and we will go back to the Light Gate to seek justice. ”

Before Hong Chen could answer, he heard Ji Cha shouting in the back room: "Okay, okay, let's go out immediately." ”

Immediately afterwards, Ji Cha walked out of the back room, his hair had been pulled into a Taoist bun, the color of the Taoist robe was different from Hong Chen's body, it was gray and white, and he stepped on black boots, which made the whole person look very clean and elegant.

Ji Cha went over and opened the door, first said hello to Jiang Ting, and then turned back to Hong Chen and said, "Don't stand stupidly inside, let's go quickly." ”

Hong Chen walked away from the room with a fake streamer, and when he saw Jiang Ting, he was slightly stunned. I saw that she had changed into a pure white dress, and she still had a white belt on her head, so she remembered the matter of the Golden Daomen, and faintly thought: The head of the Golden Daomen died, and the entire people of the Golden Daomen changed into white clothes; Mrs. Huang's father died, and she also changed into a white dress; it seems that if a person dies, the people close to him will have to change into white clothes. But why change to white instead of black?

With a little doubt, Hong Chen and Ji Cha followed Jiang Ting all the way to the Taoist temple, only to see that there were more than 20 Taoist priests standing here, some of them had turned white, and the rest were basically middle-aged, but the little Taoist priest last night was not among them. There was a person facing the Taoist priests, but if he looked closely, he was Lu Xingwei, like Jiang Ting, he had changed into pure white clothes, and his head was tied with a white belt, which hung down to his waist.

Lu Xingwei saw Jiang Ting and the three of them coming, and said, "Your senior uncles and junior brothers are ready to go to the Chasing Light Gate at any time. Sister, what else do you have to say?"

Jiang Ting nodded, turned to face the Taoist priests, and his eyes turned red: "You are all my uncles and brothers, and you are my father's peers and nephews. Now that I have learned that the real murderer of my father is someone else, and this wicked man is now enjoying the century-old inheritance of the Scenery Gate, my heart is full of grief and anger, although that person is my husband, I will never forgive. I hope that you can look at the friendship of the same family in the past, and make decisions for me and my father, and seek justice!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a thin beard immediately stepped forward, hugged his fists and said: "Senior Sister Jiang, in fact, our big guy has long felt that the murder of the old master and the suicide of the little senior aunt are very strange, but there is no evidence, so there seems to be nothing to do about Huang Xiaosheng. This time, Senior Sister Jiang brought back the bones of the old master, we will do our best to help the old master and Senior Sister Jiang regain the Scenery Gate, and avenge the grievances of the little aunt and Senior Brother Lu Zhaoxue, so that the big guy can also return to the Scenery Gate!"

Jiang Ting stared at him and said, "Are you Zhang Xian's junior brother?" the thin-bearded Taoist priest nodded. Jiang Ting suddenly shed tears and said: "I remember that you entered the scenery gate at the age of thirteen, and there was a fever epidemic one year, and you also fell ill, and the little aunt cooked medicine for you and several other sick junior brothers every day, but you didn't want to drink it, saying it was too bitter." The little aunt specially found a non-bitter recipe to boil medicine for you, and you took it for half a month. ”

When the slender Taoist priest Zhang Xian heard this, he remembered the past of learning martial arts in the Fengguang Gate, and remembered the death of the little aunt, the loneliness after being driven out of the Fengguang Gate by Huang Xiaosheng, and the desperate and had to defect to Lu Xingwei, and the others of the Wind Chasing Sect were saddled with the infamy of colluding with the traitors, how many grievances soured in his heart, and tears couldn't stop falling on the placket: "I swear to kill Huang Xiaosheng!

The rest of the Taoist priests were also infected by Zhang Shiyi's emotions. They were told overnight that Huang Xiaosheng killed the old master and killed the little aunt to blame Lu Xingwei, and the most in their hearts was the anger of being deceived, followed by the dissatisfaction with the current situation.

But Jiang Ting's words evoked their fond memories of Fengguangmen. Even if the relationship with the old boss and the little aunt was not very close at that time, and they might not be able to stay in a good position in Fengguangmen now, they felt that if it weren't for Huang Xiaosheng's vicious conspiracy, they would definitely continue to live a very happy life in Guangguangmen now, and they didn't have to be Taoist priests in this remote mountain.

For a time, seventy or eighty percent of the Taoist priests in the hall began to cry bitterly. Even a few white-bearded veterans clenched their fists, scolding with their necks: "Huang Xiaosheng, the son of the dog, is so rebellious!" "The old man was really blind at the beginning, and he taught you martial arts!" "When I go back this time, I will clean the door for the senior brother in charge with my own hands!" "I have long seen that the group of cubs in the Chasing Light Gate are not pleasing to the eye, and I have to teach them a good lesson!"

Lu Xingwei slowly opened a black box, revealing a knife with a silver handle and a white sheath. Hong Chen saw that the style of the handle of the knife was similar to the fake streamer in his hand, and thought to himself: "This should be the 'Moon Knife' Broken Breeze, and it should also be a good knife." Then he asked Ji Cha next to him softly: "Ranking seventh in Yunzhou by streaming, how much is the broken breeze?"

Ji Cha also replied softly: "Broken Qingfeng is only ranked twenty-first." ”

Hong Chen asked again: "Isn't the sun and the moon unparalleled, and the sun and the moon are called together? Why is there so much difference in ranking?" ”

Ji Cha replied: "When it comes to the best weapons, their materials and casting skills have their own characteristics, and it is difficult to say which one is better and which one is worse." Therefore, the top position on the weapon spectrum is that the more famous the knife, the higher the ranking. Sun and Moon Wushuang was originally ranked tenth in Yunzhou, but Huang Xiaosheng defeated many martial arts masters with a Japanese knife and eliminated many bandits in Yunzhou, so the ranking rose to seventh. Although Shattered Qingfeng is a pair of Chasing Streamers, it has never been brilliantly held by Lu Xingwei in his hands, and this twenty-first is still stained with another handful of light!"

At this time, Lu Xingwei hung the broken breeze on his waist and said slowly: "I understand that everyone is very excited to learn that the truth about the murder of the head of the family was not known back then. But we should not be too angry, we must remain calm, and we should not shout and kill as soon as we go to the door. Then it would become a fight between the two sects, rather than punishing the wicked. I hope that everyone will work hard to restrain themselves, and when the truth of the year is questioned from Huang Xiaosheng's mouth, if he does not repent, it will not be too late for us to use force. ”

Jiang Ting nodded and said, "Second Senior Brother is right, when you go to the Light Chasing Gate, you should keep in mind that we are only targeting Huang Xiaosheng alone, not the entire Light Chasing Gate. Otherwise, it will turn into a larger conflict, which will be detrimental to us. ”

Zhang Shi wiped away his tears and said, "Senior Sister Jiang, let's all listen to you and Senior Brother Lu." That's right, although the people who chase the light gate like to call us rebellious, they are also deceived by Huang Xiaosheng, and we will not target them. But if they insist on being a pawn for Huang Xiaosheng, we won't take a step back!"

"Let's go, let's go chase the light!"

Jiang Ting raised his arms and exhaled, and the hall full of Taoist priests rushed out of the hall.

Hong Chen and Ji Cha followed them outside, only to see a coffin more than three feet tall and a long length of a foot in the courtyard, as well as a long stick wrapped around white flags, and stacks of yellow paper money. Ji Cha couldn't help but smile in a low voice, and said to Hong Chen: "What this Wind Chasing Sect usually relies on for its livelihood is to do things for ordinary people, and these guys just happen to be able to use it." ”

Hong Chen secretly remembered the appearance of those things, and thought that if he saw these things again somewhere in the future, he would know that there was a funeral there, and it would not be the same as when he went to the Golden Daomen for the second time, because he didn't know that someone was dead, and he didn't know the situation, so he recklessly rushed over and got into trouble.