People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 11 Funeral
The human brain is a treasure trove of memories.

The things that the human brain has experienced, the problems that have been thought about, the emotions and emotions that have been experienced, and the actions that have been practiced can all become the content of memory.

These memories are usually sealed when they are not needed.And when needed, relevant memories can be actively retrieved.

The fusion of memories from the two lives gave Lu Ming an advantage.

That is, he can recall the memory of the original owner of the body.

Bit by bit, everything is clear.

No matter good or bad, good or evil.

Accept, integrate, become one with each other, and then become whole again.

The trivial and trifling things that were originally ignored, and the "useless things" that were buried deep in the memory, were all searched out by Lu Ming. He is reviewing the life of the original owner of the body in this way, and hopes to learn from those neglected things. In the memory, find the information that you can use.

He will not let go of any suspicious places.

Just as he will not let go of any hope of life!

Time passes and the sky shines brightly.

The sound of footsteps coming from the door woke Lu Ming up.

Opening his eyes and looking behind him, he saw Ah Wu standing behind him holding a food basket.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Ming's face: "Fifth brother."

Ah Wu looked at Lu Ming, not knowing what expression to make...

He is not a fool, since he already knew the outcome of the battle of trapped beasts last night, he knew in his heart that this young master might not be as simple as he usually appears.

'It's just strange... how can this person change so much? '

The doubts in his heart were not shown on his face. Ah Wu took out the food from the food basket and piled it in front of Lu Ming.

"Let's have something to eat."

"Thank you fifth brother."

The sound of drinking water, chewing...it wasn't until Lu Ming finished eating that Ah Wufang asked again: "Didn't you sleep all night?"

"Yeah." Lu Ming nodded obediently: "Isn't it necessary to guard the spirit for my father?"

"Don't ruin your body just to guard the spirit, if the leader has a spirit in the sky..." But at this point, Ah Wu suddenly didn't know how to continue talking.

If there is a spirit in the sky, how can it be like this?
After hesitating for a long time, Ah Wu finally sighed deeply: "Don't blame the eldest sister, her situation is not..."

"Fifth brother, I know." Lu Ming spoke, interrupting Ah Wu's words. He knelt in front of the memorial tablet again, half-closing his eyes and keeping vigil carefully, but he already had the intention of expelling the guests.

This made Ah Wu stop talking.

He just said softly: "Today is the last day of the wake. Sister asked me to bring you a message, saying that she has arranged everything for today. Master, just come step by step."

Lu Ming nodded, indicating that he understood.

……

The funerals in this world are all three days old.

That is to say, the day of death counts as the first day, then the second full day of vigil, and the mourning is held in the afternoon of the third day to bury the deceased in peace.

And today is the last day of the funeral.

After Ah Wu left early in the morning, there were more people in the mourning hall.

Some came to worship on the last day, some were going to send Lu Yao to the ground, and some were waiting for a feast.

Of course, it is also indispensable for the people in the gang to wear sackcloth and filial piety, kneel and sit behind Lu Ming to guard his last few hours - after all, those who are in the Tao, what they pay attention to is affection and righteousness.

The chaotic and orderly morning passed, and just after noon, Yu Luocha walked into the mourning hall.

She first bowed three times in front of Lu Yao's coffin, and then came to Lu Ming.

"Brother, Uncle Lu, Uncle Yu, the auspicious time has come."

The younger brother refers to Lu Ming.

Uncle Lu's real name is Lu Ya, and he is Lu Yao's sworn brother. The two have the same surname but are not related by blood. Currently, Lu Ya is the leader of the Dizi Hall and a powerful faction in the Sanxiang Gang.

Hearing Yu Luocha said that the auspicious time had come, Lu Ya got up slowly, his somewhat literati-style face was faintly mournful, and he looked at Lu Yao's body with sorrow, and a few tears were squeezed out Eye sockets.

"I will stay with you for a thousand days, but I will eventually say goodbye."

"It's pity that I have been with my eldest brother for 18 years. Although we can't be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, I hope to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day..."

"Then you follow Lao Lu to die, what are you doing?"

The head of the Renzi Hall, Yuqing, although his name is elegant, but he looks like a big and a big three.His tone matched his appearance, and when he heard Lu Ya's jabbering, he responded directly.

These words caused Lu Ya's breath to stagnate, and he thought for a long time before he said, "If it wasn't for protecting the legacy left by the elder brother, I would have given up my old life!"

Yu Qing: "Hehe, the words are better than the songs. They are all green onions in round tubes. What kind of garlic do you put on? I think you dance the most when Lao Lu is dead! By the way, the Pegasus gang's banquet a few days ago, Are you enjoying Lu Ya's food?"

"Cough cough cough..." Lu Ya coughed twice, ignored Yu Qing, and looked at Yu Luocha instead: "My niece, this auspicious time has come, I will stop haggling with this barbarian , how about we start now?”

Lu Ya took the initiative to find a step, and Yu Luocha gave him some face.

Looking at Lu Ming, without Yu Luocha saying anything, Lu Ming had already slipped and knelt in front of Lu Yao's coffin.

"Father! You! Go all the way!!"

The sound echoed in the mourning hall for a long time.

Another master of ceremonies shouted loudly: "Get up!"

……

"Wake up today, may your family and home be peaceful, and may you be prosperous and prosperous forever!"

There is also the sound of suona, beating drums, rumbling and bustling.

Today, when Lu Yao was buried, the main roads in Xuanshui City were blocked, and guards lined up along the way, and the officials in the city just turned a blind eye to this.

Although Lu Yao is dead, the majesty of the tiger's death still exists, not to mention the huge Three-phase Gang is still there... Although those who are well-informed know that it will not be long before the Three-phase gang will be in chaos, and there is also the Pegasus gang watching.

But whoever dares to cause trouble on this occasion is not giving the Sanxiang Gang face, but no one dares to take such a serious step.

The spirit-sending team lined up with elders, and amidst the sound of suona, the spirit-sending team escorted Lu Yao all the way to the cemetery in the city.

The grave pit has been dug long ago and the burial place has been properly arranged.

After prostrating three times and bowing nine times, Lu Ming covered Lu Yao with the first handful of loess.

The howling sound was endless.

Sing the spiritual voice into your ears.

When the loess submerged the coffin, Lu Yao's life came to an end.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Lu Ming faintly felt many eyes sweeping from behind.

He couldn't tell whose eyes those eyes were, and he couldn't tell whether the mixed emotions in the eyes were good or evil.

It was just a bit of cold wind blowing, which made Lu Ming faintly feel his body trembling, and the chill came from his heart.

Today, Lu Yao's past has come to an end.

Tomorrow, Lu Ming will be responsible for the violent wind and rain.

I don’t know how much wind and rain this frail boy can withstand.

"Go back."

Yu Luocha's voice came from behind, announcing the end of the funeral.

……

Taking advantage of his physical discomfort, Lu Ming left early and did not attend the subsequent banquet.

The uncles in the gang don't care about this... The old gang leader is dead, the young gang leader is useless, everyone has their own schemes, and no one cares about what happened to Lu Ming.

——At least on the surface, I don’t care.

Lu Ming rode the carriage all the way back to his home.

Luzhai, the main entrance.

The housekeeper and the first maid, who had already received the news, had been waiting at the gate of the mansion for a long time.

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