People are in the heavens, not doing human affairs

Chapter 29 The Pope's Funeral
After venting, he left here in a hurry.

And he has two purposes for doing this, the first is to vent his anger, and the second is to attract the attention of the remaining direct disciples of the Haotian School and make them come here.

Tang Hao didn't know if the second goal could be achieved, but he had to try anyway.

Soon, the news that the Wuhun branch hall was smashed gradually spread, and Tang Yuehua and his party quickly learned of the news because they were in the Fasino province.

It's still the hotel in that small town.

Tang Yuehua patted the table: "That must be Ritian Geigei, that must be Ritian Geigei, where shall we find it!"

Afterwards, a group of people set off immediately and began to rush to Nuobing City.

……

At this time, Wuhun City.

After dealing with Rakshasa God, Qian Daoliu didn't immediately talk to Bibi Dong, but gave her a few days to think about it.

In the past few days, Qian Daoliu ordered Rakshasa God to let Bibidong have a dream from time to time at night, and the content of the dream was the battle of the three gods in the original track.

Hearing Qian Renxue calling her mother repeatedly in the dream, Bibi Dong's heart became more and more uncontrollable and agitated.

She wanted to see Qian Renxue, and even wanted to apologize to her, but she still didn't dare!

Perhaps, all it takes is one chance to break through her defenses, and perhaps their mother and daughter can get back together.

Pope's Palace.

At this time, Qian Daoliu was arranging the funeral of Chihiro Ji.

Now, it has been a few days since Chihiro Ji ascended to heaven, but the cause of Chihiro Ji's death is really disgraceful, and there is not even a body left.

Regardless of whether he was killed by Bibi Dong, or seriously injured to death by Tang Hao, a brat who had just been promoted to the title, it seemed that Qian Xun Ji was a waste.

His son almost wanted to embarrass him with his old face, and his family's ugliness should not be publicized. Therefore, Qian Daoliu didn't have any big plans, he just planned to gather a few people close to him to mourn.

a few days later.

On the top of the hill in Wuhun City, there is a building that is much smaller than the Pope's Palace, only about one-third the size of the Pope's Palace.

Its architectural structure is somewhat similar, except that the outer facade is as white as jade, but it is far less eye-catching than the Pope's Palace, and there is still a pious atmosphere around it.

This is the Douluo Hall.

The Douluo Hall is a place where only the dead Titled Douluo can stay, and it can also be said to be the tomb of the Titled Douluo.

No matter where the Pope's Palace is built, the Douluo Palace will be built along with it, and the location of the Douluo Palace must be higher than the Pope's Palace.

Now, the door of the Douluo Hall is rarely opened, naturally for the purpose of burying the former Pope Chihiro Ji of the Wuhun Hall.

The sound of mourning and music was desolate and melodious, but at this moment the sky suddenly began to rain, indicating that their mood was as dull and depressing as the drizzle.

There were no extra people at the funeral, only Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, the six priests, several elders, and the descendants of these elders came to see him off.

Among them, Tianyao, the little granddaughter of Golden Crocodile Douluo, has the best relationship with Qian Renxue, who is supporting Qian Renxue who is crying into tears.

Because Qian Xunji didn't even have a corpse, so, helplessly, his clothes were placed in the sandalwood coffin, and the coffin bearer carried him to the back of Douluo Palace.

Behind the Douluo Hall is the place where Titled Douluo is buried, and the previous popes of the Wuhun Hall are also buried in this road.

A group of people followed behind Qian Daoliu, their faces showing sadness and pain.

The pope's burial place was at the very center of the cemetery. With a bang, the coffin fell into a square hole that had been prepared.

Soon, the pothole was filled, and Qian Daoliu stood in front of Qian Xunji's tombstone, holding a bunch of white flowers tightly in his hand, and placed it in front of the tombstone.

"Baby, may you rest in peace."

Qian Daoliu's voice was full of pain.

Qian Renxue hugged the only three-year-old Tianyao, weeping silently.

Several priests and elders bowed their heads to express their silent condolences.

Soon after, a group of people left here and came to Douluo Hall.

Not everyone can enter the Douluo Hall, only those with the title Douluo level can enter within a certain period of time, such as now.

As the master of Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu can naturally come in and out at will.

With a creak, the door of Douluo Palace opened.

In the Douluo Hall, there is no gorgeous decoration, the whole is made of ancient rocks, on these ancient rocks, there is a layer of faint golden light.

Except for the direction of the entrance, the high walls on the three sides of the Douluo Hall are enshrined like golden square tablets.

Each plaque is about half a meter high and one foot wide, and there are only three or four Daewoo on it.

Looking around, there are more than a hundred golden plaques on the three walls.

Each of these plaques symbolizes a titled Douluo who was titled here after the Douluo Hall was completed.

In the center of the Douluo Hall stands a statue.

It was a ten-meter-tall, golden statue with three pairs of wings stretched out behind its back, and a huge golden sword was raised high in its hand, pointing directly at the sky.

The most peculiar thing is that there seems to be a layer of faint golden flames hovering around the golden sword.

This statue is none other than the statue of an angel god.

Everyone filed in, and all stood devoutly in front of the statue of the angel.

Qian Daoliu flipped his right hand, and a plaque with the words "Qianxun Ji" appeared on his hand.

With a slight push, the plaque flew to the wall in the center, embedded in a groove that had been prepared, and fit perfectly.

"Ji'er, may the angels and gods bless your soul." Qian Daoliu said with a sad face.

Several priests and elders also mourned: "May the angels and gods bless the soul under the Pope's crown!"

……

Soon after, Qian Daoliu was the only one left in Douluo Hall.

The others had already left, and the crying little Qian Renxue had been forcibly taken away by Tian Yao.

Qian Daoliu looked at the angel statue quietly, he still needs time to heal the pain in his heart.

……

the other side.

Qian Renxue had already returned to her mansion, she was leaning on Tian Yao's body, she didn't cry anymore, because her tears had been shed...

"Xiao Key, I...I want to go and see my mother."

Qian Renxue looked in the direction of Bibi Dong's mansion, with a hint of longing in her eyes.

Having lost her father and her father's love, she now yearns for her mother's love.

Looking at the expectation in Qian Renxue's eyes, Tianyao nodded: "Okay, let's go together, don't worry, I will protect you!"

Tian Yao raised his small fist and waved it.

Qian Renxue chuckled, and patted Tianyao's little head: "You are only three years old, and you still protect me without awakening your martial soul? It should be my sister who protects you."

"Xiao Key, don't go, I can go by myself." Qian Renxue worried.

Tian Yao patted Qian Renxue's hand away: "No, even if you don't take me, I will follow you. What if that vicious woman attacks you?"

(End of this chapter)