Three days later, Wu Fan was discharged from the hospital, and he was able to move his body freely, although he could not do the same difficult movements as before, but at least he was able to perform the most basic exercises.

Early in the morning, Chen Tian found him.

"Let's go, Commander Gao's funeral is about to begin. Chen Tian said calmly, he used to be a soldier, maybe dying on the battlefield like Gao Tian will be the destination of a soldier, and it is also gratifying that Gao Tian will be able to die like this.

Wu Fan nodded and followed behind Chen Tian.

Chen Tian wore a black practice uniform and black cloth shoes, looking like a martial artist.

Found Chen Tian's car in the parking lot of the hospital, it was a black Hyundai, not luxurious, and the price was naturally not expensive.

After getting into the car, Chen Tian was very well prepared and handed a set of black tunics to Wu Fan.

"I don't know your size, so I bought it for you. ”

Wu Fan's previous clothes have long been lost to where they were, and they have been wearing hospital gowns, Chen Tian is very careful, and has prepared clothes for Wu Fan, which is also his favorite tunic suit, the reason why it is not the navy blue that he often wears, is because of today's occasion.

The funeral was held in a martyr's cemetery, which was cordoned off and no unrelated persons were allowed to enter.

All the people were dressed in black with solemn expressions, there were old people, middle-aged people, but there were not many young people, and in addition to that, there were a few women.

I don't know when, a light rain fell, but no one held an umbrella, and everyone stood quietly in the rain.

Accompanied by a melodious tune, the ceremonial soldier covered the body of Gao Tianhui with a national flag, wearing his favorite military uniform, a military hat on his lower abdomen, two hands slightly closed inward, surrounded by a circle of white flowers.

Huaxia pays attention to the return of fallen leaves to the roots, does not practice cremation, and adheres to traditional burial, which makes Wu Fan like it very much.

As the music ended, a gray-haired old man in a military uniform stepped forward with a cane, with the rank of general, and his age should be the founding father.

The old man was the head of Gao Tianhui during his lifetime, and Gao Tianhui had served as the general's guard, and he had a deep affection.

"This kid is dead," said the old man, in a calm tone, like the calm before a storm.

There was no sound in the black crowd, waiting quietly, listening to the old man's voice.

With a "bang", the old man's crutches slammed on the stone slab on the ground.

"My son is dead!" was the old man's second sentence.

Gao Tianhui was born as an orphan, and later joined the Cold Ice Gate, and joined the army after the death of his master.

And the old man has been riding horses all his life, without children and daughters, and the two have a deep relationship, like father and son.

A line of tears flowed from the eyes of this old man who had experienced the sea of swords and fires, and everyone was silent, this is a father's deep love for his son.

The old man trembled and took out a golden medal from his military uniform, then turned around, staggered, and hung the medal on the left chest of the High Heaven Society with trembling hands.

"I hereby confer the great Chinese warrior, Comrade Gao Tianhui, the rank of major general!"

After speaking, everyone saluted.

The solemn national anthem sounded, accompanied by a slanting drizzle, and slowly buried under the heavy gaze of everyone.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

On the occasion of the sealing of the land of the High Heaven Society, a thirty-six cannon salute sounded, and the newly promoted major general of the Huaxia Kingdom, who was only forty-two years old, closed his eyes forever.

Subsequently, a group of soldiers carried a tombstone with neat steps and erected it on the grave of the High Heaven Society.

The tombstone is engraved with several sharp characters - Major General Gao Tianhui.

Very simple tombstone with no superfluous information.

The black-pressed crowd lined up and placed the small white flowers in their hands in front of the tombstone, muttering something.

Wu Fan followed behind Chen Tian, gently placed the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone, stared silently for a few seconds, and then came to the old man like everyone else and bowed deeply.

"I know you, fought this kid to the end. The old man suddenly said in a low voice, his sad expression not hidden.

"That's my honor!" replied Wu Fan firmly.

"Thank you!" the old man replied.

Wu Fan didn't dare to take it, and hurriedly lifted the old man.

The old man didn't say anything more, Wu Fan immediately turned around and left, and Chen Tian was waiting for him on the other side.

Wu Fan, who came to Chen Tian's side, inadvertently noticed two people, it was the two warriors who left with Gao Tianhui during the decisive battle with the electric dinosaur, and the two who were talking in a low voice did not notice Wu Fan.

Wu Fan didn't mean to go up to say hello and take a face-to-face, even if they had fought side by side, but in the end, they met in the rivers and lakes.

"It's a shame, if it weren't for this time, he would have been able to go further. Chen Tian said with a regretful tone, whether he would have anyone else but Gao Tian.

"yes"

Wu Fan agrees with Chen Tian's point of view, for martial artists, the age of thirty to fifty is the peak period, and for Gao Tianhui, it can be regarded as a jealous talent, who died young.

"By the way, what's wrong with the blood seniors?"

At this time, Wu Fan suddenly remembered Chen Tian's uncle, and his blood was endless.

Hearing this, Chen Tian's expression was not very natural, he couldn't say that he was sad or happy, he was just very embarrassed!

"Uncle Blood is seriously injured, although his life is held, his martial arts are basically useless. ”

For a martial artist, this is undoubtedly more uncomfortable than death, and perhaps this is not as refreshing as dying in battle like Gao Tianhui.

"Uh" Wu Fan didn't know what to say, he really couldn't think of any words of comfort.

On the contrary, it was Chen Tian, who continued with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Uncle Blood is fine, and he is even quite happy, he refused the subsidy of the sect and the state, and found a job he likes. ”

"Oh?"

"With Dr. Xu's help, he successfully applied for a job at an island film company and became the leading actor in a new series of romantic action movies"

“”

Wu Fan sweated profusely, thinking of the question that was answered like a stream of blood, and suddenly felt that this was indeed a job that was very suitable for him.

Riding Chen Tian's black Hyundai, the two found a restaurant, and they have not eaten since the morning.

This is a very ordinary Chinese restaurant, the decoration is average, and the consumption is average, but it can be seen that Chen Tian often comes here, and the waiter is very familiar with Chen Tian.

Sitting down next to the bed, Chen Tian casually ordered a few dishes and said, "Li Jun, do you remember, he is getting married." ”

For the slightly funny fat man, Wu Fan naturally remembered that he was engaged before responding to the national call, and after this life and death trial, it was normal to get married as soon as he went back.

"When?" Wu Fan felt good about Li Jun, although he was timid, he still stood up heroically in the end, responded to the call, and was a trustworthy person.

"I'll let you know in advance next month!"

Wu Fan nodded, his mobile phone number had already been reissued, which was really nothing for the military.

The dish is up, authentic Sichuan cuisine, the red pepper makes people very appetizing, and it goes well with rice.

Because there was business in the afternoon, Chen Tian didn't call for wine, and the two left after eating the dishes they ordered.

The amount of food has become smaller!

Feeling the swelling of his stomach, Wu Fan was very strange, after this incident, his body became strange, not only difficult to control, but also the demand for external nutrients became lower.

The right hand clenched into a fist, and it felt like the air was being grasped in the hand, and it could be pinched and exploded with a slight pinch.

"It's weird"

Wu Fan couldn't figure it out, so he could only dig it out slowly.