Chapter 146 Funeral, Resurrection, I come with a knife
"is it you?"
However, Su Yun was in a confused state at this time and did not respond to the voice at all.
The speaker was none other than Chen Jie, who was trapped in the underground canyon at the time. She watched Su Yun fall into a crazy mental state with his own eyes, and finally cut his way out with one knife after another!
Chen Jie couldn't hold on any longer in such shocking emotions, her eyesight went dark and she fell into a coma.
But when she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed of a family outside the country.
Although the family was not rich, with only mother and son dependent on each other, they took good care of her.
Chen Jie didn’t know what happened during this period, so she quickly asked the owner of the house.
In the couple's description, Su Yun turned into a weirdo and disappeared after leaving himself in front of the two of them.
This has always made Chen Jie very worried. Unfortunately, Chen Jie is ill and has been unable to get out of bed and move around.
She could only ask the couple to find out the news about Su Yun, but this was a civilian area and the news was originally blocked, so Su Yun's disappearance was like disappearing from the world.
In the past two days, Chen Jie's wounds finally stopped worsening and even began to improve after being covered with some unknown herbs.
This made Chen Jie recover well. She wanted to go outside for a walk, but accidentally saw Su Yun.
Originally, Chen Jie had been thinking about how to return to China, or to notify the country first, but because it was located in a remote place, she had not yet made contact.
At this time, when he saw Su Yun with his own eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief.
She didn't know how Su Yun could become like this.
He looked like a wanderer with his body in rags and tatters, and his eyes were dull, like a walking corpse.
His body has been completely printed with blood and turned dark red. After seeing him, people around him will always hide far away subconsciously, and no one dares to get close.
Seeing Su Yun like this, Chen Jie naturally felt a little scared.
This was completely different from the Su Yun in her impression, but despite this, Chen Jie still mustered up the courage and slowly approached Su Yun.
“Su Yun, don’t you remember me? Why is it like this?”
Chen Jie walked to Su Yun, looked at him and said anxiously.
Su Yun suddenly glanced at Chen Jie warily, as if someone was approaching suddenly.
The evil spirit and coldness in these eyes were intertwined. When their eyes met, Chen Jie felt a sense of fear enveloped her heart.
She subconsciously took a step back, and Chen Jie said again with some distress:
“Su Yun, it’s me, Teacher Chen, do you still recognize me?”
Su Yun's face showed no change in expression, but for some reason he didn't attack Chen Jie. Instead, he looked dullly towards the east again and walked forward step by step.
At this time, Chen Jie had also realized that something must be wrong with Su Yun and that he was in an extremely morbid state.
Chen Jie naturally didn't know the concept of "transcendence", so Su Yun's state seemed to Chen Jie to be a mental problem.
It was hard for her to imagine how Su Yun took her away from there, but when she fell into a coma, all the pressure was borne by Su Yun.
Perhaps it was because of that incident that Su Yun's mental state was almost on the verge of collapse, leading him to enter this semi-awake and semi-chaotic state of self-protection.
The person who was once such a high-spirited person turned into a walking corpse when we met again.
Chen Jie felt very painful in her heart, and the eyes she looked at Su Yun were full of heartache.
Little did he know that the biggest problem was that Su Yun had accumulated too much evil spirit in recent days, and the frequent killings caused problems in his spiritual world.
Coupled with the sensitivity of the extraordinary state, this problem is stimulated in the most comprehensive way.
If an ordinary person encounters this kind of problem, at most he will develop some mental illness, but there will not be too serious consequences. But Su Yun is too special. As a person who can enter the extraordinary state, his spiritual world is completely different from that of ordinary people. different.
It is impossible for ordinary people to be possessed by demons, but it does exist in Su Yun.
After confirming that this person was Su Yun, the fear in Chen Jie's heart disappeared.
She watched Su Yun gradually walk towards the east, and she was worried that Su Yun would have another accident. Therefore, Chen Jie didn't care so much. She didn't have time to say goodbye to the mother and son, so she followed step by step.
He has been taking care of me before, now it’s me...
Chen Jie thought so in her heart and quickly followed Su Yun's pace.
She was not too close to Su Yun, always keeping a distance of about half a meter between them.
But from beginning to end, Chen Jie's attention was always on Su Yun.
She was worried that if Su Yun was allowed to wander around aimlessly, more unforeseen dangers would occur.
Chen Jie has been thinking about how to return to the country. Now that she has found Su Yun, Chen Jie has no need to stay anymore.
The direction Su Yun was heading at this moment was exactly to the east where the border of Daxia was.
If he keeps walking towards this road without changing direction, the two of them will eventually return to the territory.
The only thing that worried Chen Jie was whether Su Yun's state was temporary or whether it would be like this from now on.
Although he didn't know where Su Yun went after escaping from trouble, he could also understand that Su Yun must have gone through a lot to become what he is now.
With worry and head full of speculations, Chen Jie followed Su Yun step by step, and the two figures gradually disappeared at the end of the road heading east.
At this moment, in an unnoticed corner...
A graceful figure stood in the corner looking at Su Yun and Chen Jie without saying a word.
She has long golden hair and a fair complexion that is unique to Caucasians.
This blond woman's clothes are often expensive, and matched with her noble and cool temperament, such a person should not appear in a place like a civilian area.
But at this moment, he stood there quietly, with his arms folded, looking at Su Yun with somewhat complicated emotions in his eyes.
A luxury car parked behind the blond woman, and soon a white man got out of the car, wearing a smart suit.
The man's waist is bulging, obviously equipped with weapons.
Slowly came to the side of the blond woman. The man stood respectfully behind and whispered: "Chairman, everything has been taken care of. Is there anything else I need to tell you?"
“No, just buy a ticket and go back to your country.”
The man, who must have been the driver, hurriedly agreed, and then asked hesitantly: "Chairman, why did you **** him all the way to Europe and help him erase all traces of surveillance?"
Facing the driver’s question, the woman just let out a breath, and then said softly:
“Because he saved my life...”
This answer made the driver obviously confused. He looked at the woman in surprise, as if this was something difficult to understand.
But the woman did not give the man a chance to speak. Su Yun had disappeared from his sight. Then the woman turned and walked towards the car:
“Let’s go, this place is close to the border of Daxia, and the surrounding forces are also very complex. We shouldn’t appear here, otherwise it will be very troublesome.”
The driver agreed very much with this statement, so he strode into the car and gradually drove the black off-road vehicle away from the slum area.
The entire slum area has returned to peace again. The trampled cigar lies quietly on the barren land. Perhaps it is the only one that can verify what happened just now.
…
At the same time, in Daxia, the explosion of Swordsman comics attracted a large number of fans.
At present, whether it is online or offline, the most talked about topic in the circle is the release of the second comic book of Swordsman.
This kind of comics naturally attracts a large number of young people, even Lu Hongya, who has always been obsessed with taekwondo training, is no exception.
Since attending the last Chinese martial arts seminar, Lu Hongya learned some basic Chinese martial arts from Lin Guodong.
Since returning, Lu Hongya’s daily life has changed from simply practicing Taekwondo to practicing the basics of Chinese martial arts from time to time.
During this period, Lu Hongya also tried to contact Su Yun, and even checked his live broadcast interface from time to time.
But since then, Su Yun seems to have completely lost contact, and even now there has never been any live broadcast.
This made Lu Hongya feel very confused, and it also made Su Yun become more and more mysterious.
The second volume of the Swordsman comic was released, which quickly temporarily diverted Lu Hongya’s doubts about Su Yun.
She bought the comic immediately, but what also caught his attention was the last sentence of the comic.
“Adapted from real events?”
Like most people, Lu Hongya’s first reaction after seeing this line of text was to check online to see if he could find the source of the real incident.
However, at this time, there are already rumors on the Internet about many things happening to the swordsman at the border. Some people even claim that the swordsman is the hero of Munan!
“Come on, brag! Can these be related?”
“There is no news about Hero Munan so far. What does he have to do with the Swordsman? Moreover, the existence of Hero Munan is just a rumor. It’s hard to say whether there is such a person.”
“The linkage between these two dimensions is too exaggerated. Shouldn’t the swordsman be a foreigner?”
“I think it’s possible. I see that everything uploaded on the Internet is true. Although there is no substantial evidence, many people are saying it.”
"The Munan incident seems to have calmed down. No reports have come out for a long time. Is it over?"
Such remarks naturally attracted many people's comments, but most people were just curious and few believed it.
After all, in their opinion, the hero of Munan was a Bactrian, while the swordsman should be a Nordic.
How could it be possible that the two places are thousands of miles apart and could be the same person?
Just like Lu Hongya, he just laughed at this rumor and didn't think there was any connection between the swordsman and the hero of Munan.
“The Swordsman is so handsome, I have collected all the peripherals of the Swordsman...”
What caught Lu Hongya’s attention most was this comment, and a picture was posted below the comment.
The picture not only contains two issues of Swordsman comics, but also all official peripheral figures about Swordsman.
This made Lu Hongya curious, and he quickly commented under this message:
"How did you do it? I couldn't grab it at all...you actually got it all together?"
…
At the same time, in the small mountain village at the foot of Ranshan Mountain in Rongyang City.
“Didi…”
In a slightly messy bedroom, Yang Datou sat in front of the computer happily, looking at the messages he sent, receiving many people's envy and comments.
For him, who is an otaku, this is a great psychological honor.
On the wall of this messy bedroom, there are many figures of swordsmen.
After seeing the first issue of the Swordsman comic, Yang Datou has already identified the Swordsman as his idol.
The difficulty of these subsequent figures can be imagined, but Yang Datou is still enjoying it.
Even Yang Datou is very active in all forums about swordsmen, and he is very active in each forum.
This aspect shows that Yang Datou’s current life as a fisherman is boring, and on the other hand, it also shows Yang Datou’s admiration for swordsmen.
But at this time, neither Lu Hongya nor Yang Datou, nor the netizens on the Internet, knew about Su Yun's affairs, because the official statements and publicity about Su Yun's deeds were placed after the funeral.
Now no one knows that Fancheng, 200 kilometers away, has been shrouded in oppressive clouds.
Fancheng, Shengu Village.
This is Su Yun’s hometown and also the place where the funeral begins.
According to everyone's discussion, the funeral will be held in Su Yun's hometown. After the wake, the clothes and crown will be buried in the Lingshui Mountain Cemetery.
So at this time, the conspicuous white silk ribbon was hung in the house in his hometown in Shengu Village.
Although it was just dawn, many black cars had already driven into Shengu Village and parked on the village road.
This time is still early for the city, but for the villagers living in the village, it has already woken up.
At this time, every household would have a simple breakfast and then start preparing to work in the fields.
But today, so many black cars drove into Shengu Village, which naturally made all the villagers very curious. They stretched their necks and looked outside through the windows, full of doubts about the purpose of these black cars.
Morning dew condenses into water droplets on the leaves and slowly falls. Occasionally it will hit the bodies of passers-by, leaving some traces on the clothes.
In the open space next to Su Yun's hometown, and the soldiers who were arranged to come to help, they set up a white shed.
The dazzling white color looks a bit abrupt under the old elm tree, and also brings out the sadness.
Yang Shan finally got the news of her son's death, and she cried all night.
Sitting on the edge of the kang, I thought back to Su Yun’s voice and smile since childhood.
This news was too sudden and too heavy for Yang Shan.
He said that he was beaten and hammered in Su Guowei's arms. It seemed like he was complaining, but in fact it was not a helpless expression.
Su Guowei didn't speak from the beginning to the end. He just sat silently next to Yang Shan, his eyebrows lowered and the clouds lingering.
After the funeral arrangements were finalized three days ago, detailed preparations have begun in all aspects.
Xu Kui sent some soldiers, and the Fancheng police also sent some idle police officers, and they all came to Shengushan to help build the mourning hall.
In the past three days, the soldiers coming and going made this small mountain village suddenly become lively.
The villagers also learned that the old Su family was actually building a mourning hall, so they naturally gathered together to discuss the matter.
“What happened to the old Su family? Who died?”
“Aren’t these three people in Old Su’s family all the time? Old Su, his wife, and a son.”
“Yes, the funeral shed was suddenly erected. If it wasn’t Lao Su and his wife, it would only be his son.”
“No way, I saw such a young man when his son was there, why did he leave so quickly?”
"We can't say for sure about this, but have you noticed that usually when there is a funeral in our village, the villagers help build the mourning hall. But when their family built the mourning shed, it seemed that many outsiders helped, and they all looked... Very strong!”
The sturdy outsider that the villagers said was actually Xu Kui and the Fancheng police.
They came and went in casual clothes when setting up the memorial shed in the past few days, which naturally caused more doubts to the villagers.
During these three days, everyone quickly built the memorial tent.
Today, accompanied by the misty sky, it is also the time when the funeral officially begins.
Strictly speaking, white ceremonies are the top priority in rural areas, and generally speaking, there are also more complicated rituals.
Although this kind of ceremony is rare in the city, after considering the comprehensive situation, when discussing the details of the funeral, representatives from all parties still chose to hold it in accordance with the long-standing customs of Shengu Village.
So at this time, Su Guowei had already left the house with a look of gloom and sadness.
He walked along the village road and came to the Su family's ancestral grave alone. In the village's words, he wanted to send a message to his ancestors.
In Shengu Village, this step is also called reporting the temple number.
Su Guowei knelt in front of his ancestral grave for a long time. No one could hear what he was saying, but when Su Guowei left the ancestral grave, there were some tears on his face.
After reporting the temple number, Su Guowei went to inform various villagers along the village road.
When such ceremonial events are held, the whole village is usually present, so Su Yun's funeral is no exception.
Su Guowei was dressed in mourning clothes. Since the Su family had no descendants, he had to do the mourning in person.
This link also has certain requirements. The person reporting the funeral must wear mourning clothes and cannot enter the door when arriving at other people's homes. Only at this time can the door be banged hard, and the faster the better.
When every household hears such knocks on the door, they know that someone has done something wrong and has come to report the funeral.
Therefore, the family will quickly go out to greet the deceased, and those who announce the funeral must kowtow regardless of their age.
Su Guowei went door-to-door to inform the villagers that they would go to the funeral shed one hour later than expected.
This is also because Su Guowei considered that the leaders of all parties will come at that time, and staggering the time with the villagers is also a more appropriate way to handle it.
At the same time, in the funeral shed, in front of a wooden coffin, Yang Shan sobbed and put a set of Su Yun's clothes into the coffin.
When the coffin lid gradually closed, Yang Shan raised her head and saw the black and white portrait of Su Yun, she could no longer hold back her face and cried bitterly.
Some female police officers in plain clothes as well as Xu Jiajia and Zhou Xiaoxiao hurriedly came forward to comfort them, but how could they understand the pain of losing a child?
At the same time, Feng Shaoyu, Professor Sun and others were on Lingshui Mountain not far away.
They took shovels and dug into Su Yun's grave.
If this matter were viewed by people in the village, they would be quite particular about finding some people who specialize in tomb digging, and choose the so-called Feng Shui treasure land.
But this link was naturally omitted by Feng Shaoyu and the others. They just selected the best location in Linshui Mountain for Su Lin.
Feng Shaoyu, Professor Sun, Professor Cai, Gu Ye, Zhou Nanhai, and Chen Ye formed a team to dig the tomb.
In the early years, when coffins were made of small wood, it was enough to dig shallowly to a depth of about three feet. Therefore, at that time, it usually took four people to dig the tomb.
But now because the coffins are bigger and most of them are hidden deep, the team has changed from 4 people to 6 people now.
These are the traditions of Shengu Village, and they are strictly implemented by everyone, which gradually makes them take this funeral seriously.
For the 6 of them, if there are two more people digging tombs, the rotation can be slower, and everyone can also have a little rest.
After all, digging a tomb is a laborious job, and you have to rely on a shovel to dig out the soil bit by bit.
They did not choose to bring in machines for excavation. In their opinion, manual labor was the best way to respect Su Yun.
At this moment, since we have been digging continuously for nearly an hour, everyone’s arms are sore and numb and they can’t use any strength.
A few people were sweating profusely and had to take a break from time to time, and others came forward in turn to ensure that there was no pause in the polishing process.
This will be Su Yun's final resting place. After completing the funeral in Shengu Village, the funeral procession will bury Su Yun's clothes and clothes in the Lingshui Mountain Cemetery.
At that time, it also means that all dust will return to dust and dust will return to earth, and people in the world will have to say goodbye to the deceased no matter how reluctant they are to leave.
The weather today is rather gloomy, and it will even start to drizzle soon.
The rain hit Feng Shaoyu's face, and Feng Shaoyu couldn't help but look up at the sky and sigh:
“It seems that even God is regretting the passing of a hero...”
Professor Sun gritted his teeth without saying a word, his eyes red, and he beat the grave vigorously one by one.
In this case, everyone's mood is actually about the same.
Until now, it is difficult for everyone to accept that Su Yun has passed away, but the facts remind them over and over again that they must face this painful thing.
The only thing they can do for Su Yun now is perhaps this glorious funeral.
As Su Guowei and some spontaneous villagers began to take out noodle soup from each house and pour it along the street, this meant that the funeral had advanced to the advanced water-splashing ceremony.
This road will be where Su Guowei personally takes Su Yun to Lingshui Mountain after the funeral is completed.
During the following wake time, this street will be splashed again every day, hoping that the deceased can walk smoothly.
With the simultaneous implementation of several aspects, the funeral was finally carried out as scheduled.
First, several black cars drove into Shengu Village. Fancheng City Bureau Chief Li Zonghui came to the scene with a large number of plainclothes police officers.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Shaoyu and others rushed back from Lingshui Mountain. They entered the mourning shed and soon saw a heartbreaking scene.
As family members, Su Guowei and Yang Shan wore mourning clothes and stood on both sides of Su Yun's portrait.
Yang Shan couldn't help sobbing, covering her face and crying bitterly.
This voice touched the heartstrings of everyone present and made people feel distressed.
Su Guowei on the other side was also much older. His eyes were red, and he kept staring at the ground with his head lowered, and his arms were trembling slightly.
In the mourning shed wrapped in white silk, wreaths were placed on both sides, and elegiac couplets with black characters on a white background were the voices of all parties.
“Celebrities will last through the ages and inspire future generations.”
“The voice remains, the smile lasts forever.”
The silent narration in the elegiac couplet expresses the respect for Su Yun from all parties who came to attend the funeral.
In the drizzle, everyone stood in the mourning shed holding black umbrellas, silent for a long time.
The surrounding area has been protected by plainclothes police officers, not only to protect Su Yun's funeral from any impact, but also to protect all parties who came to attend.
Several more cars came, and the mayors of Rongyang City and Fancheng City arrived almost at the same time.
Zhang Zhenghuai personally escorted the mayor and walked into the funeral shed with the mayor.
The two mayors, dressed in black, came to Su Yun's portrait one after another and bowed deeply three times to show respect.
Su Guowei, who was standing aside, quickly returned the greeting to the two in accordance with tradition.
“Mr. Su, please have my condolences…”
The mayor of Rongyang City looked at Su Guowei, quickly reached out and held Su Guowei's hand, and said in a sincere tone.
Mayor Fancheng stood aside, nodded slightly, and said in a low tone:
"Your son is a hero. If the Su family has such a son, he should be a shining star!"
Su Guowei nodded lightly. At this time, he really didn't want to speak, for fear that if he opened his mouth, others would hear his trembling voice.
Soon, Feng Shaoyu and Xu Kui stepped forward. After bowing one after another, they stood aside silently.
Professor Cai helped the trembling Professor Sun to come to Su Yun's portrait. The moment he saw the portrait of Su Yun, Professor Sun couldn't help but shed tears.
“Child, you have suffered. You protected us and the national treasure, but we failed to find you.
Your story will definitely be spread by future generations, and everyone in Daxia will know that everything you have done is heroic.
The reason why we old guys are alive today is because you sacrificed your young lives for it.
We will not let you down, the secret of Chi Eugene's bones will definitely be revealed, rest in peace..."
Professor Sun’s voice was filled with tears. He was always strong and rarely lost his composure like this.
Professor Cai was also whispering what was in his heart. The two old men looked even more vicissitudes of life in front of Su Yun.
The next step was Master Gu. He walked step by step to Su Yun's portrait, but placed a playing card on the table.
“God of Death, I found this playing card. It must have been this playing card that cut off one of my ears.
I, Lao Gu, have always been a very bad person, and I know this very well.
I have lived a whole life, but I have lived like a carefree little person.
This time it was you who showed me what a hero is and what righteousness is.
I can live because you made an exchange with your life.
I have decided that from now on, I will devote myself to archeology with Professor Sun and others.
Try my best to do something meaningful.
Hero, rest in peace..."
Master Gu bowed deeply to Su Yun’s portrait three times, pausing for a long time each time. This was Master Gu’s way of expressing respect for Su Yun.
Subsequently, Chen Ye and Zhou Xiaoxiao came forward together. Until this moment, Zhou Xiaoxiao was still wiping her tears.
Chen Ye's expression was very ugly, but at this moment he still forced a smile:
“Su Yun, you really make people unhappy every time.
I never expected that a **** in my eyes could make such an important decision at a critical moment.
I, Chen Ye, have never admired anyone, but you, Su Yun, are the number one.
Go with peace of mind, we will definitely take good care of your family.
The hero has passed away, but his soul is immortal. I will target you..."
Zhou Xiaoxiao sobbed and nodded:
“Su Yun, you asked me for my contact information not long ago, but now we can no longer contact you.
I will often go to Lingshui Mountain to see you. It is a beautiful place.
I will also keep my contact information with you, even if I never hear from you again..."
After the two bowed respectively, they slowly stepped aside.
Under the drizzle, the black umbrellas intertwined with the white environment, and the sight was full of sadness.
Xu Kui came to Su Yun's portrait and stood there quietly looking at Su Yun for a few seconds.
Afterwards, Xu Kuifang sighed deeply and said:
“Su Yun, my daughter has been really tortured by you.
You just left like this, leaving my daughter in tears every day for the past few days, and she has lost a lot of weight.
You are so irresponsible, you just left and left this mess to me.
Jiajia is a girl with a lot of character. I have never seen her so sad.
Although we don’t have much contact with each other, you really left a deep impression on me.
You are a hero. The decision you made in the face of justice made everyone present feel ashamed.
Go in peace, I will bring Jiajia to see you every year..."
Xu Kui bowed and finished speaking, then stepped aside heavily.
Following the next step was Xu Jiajia, who was holding a white monkey and walked over with red eyes.
The moment he saw Su Yun's photo, the white monkey, who was peaceful in Xu Jiajia's arms, jumped down anxiously, went straight to Su Yun's photo, and put his face on the photo.
“Zhizhizhi…”
The white monkey shouted anxiously, as if he wanted to get Su Yun's memories, and gently touched his head as before.
When everyone present saw this scene, they all lowered their heads, feeling desolate in their hearts.
The white monkey's cry was obviously not loud, but it filled everyone's ears and stirred everyone's tense nerves.
Gradually, the white monkey’s voice became sadder and sadder, as if it understood something.
Soon, the white monkey followed the smell and jumped onto Su Yun's coffin, sitting there quietly, looking very pitiful and helpless.
At this moment, Xu Jiajia couldn't bear it anymore. She buried her head on Su Yun's coffin and cried loudly.
Xu Kui saw this in his eyes and couldn't bear to look away.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but Xu Jiajia threw away her black umbrella in the heavy rain, looked at Su Yun's portrait with tears and said:
“What are you doing? You just left. When you asked me to leave, you told me that you would be fine.
Why didn’t you do what you promised me? If I had known this earlier, I would never have left you.
So many difficulties have been overcome, and you have brought impossible surprises time and time again. How could you fail here?
I have been waiting for you for three whole years in college, but you left so easily. What should I do...
I will have to wait for you forever. "
Xu Jiajia’s voice was trembling and full of sadness. Her tears mixed with the rain and fell to the ground, as if they could carry the thoughts in her heart to where they came from.
Everyone lowered their heads solemnly at this moment. In the heavy rain, everyone remained silent and expressed their condolences to Su Yun in their hearts.
There is no light in the sky, but the heroic souls are vast...
Amidst the mournful music, cries kept coming, and there was only Su Yun's portrait on the scene, which looked so peaceful.
Perhaps this is the fate of a hero, to exchange his life for the happiness of the living.
In the face of great justice, Su Yun never gave in.
But in the face of death, it seems so small.
Everyone present slowly raised their heads and their eyes fell on Su Yun's portrait.
In the black and white photo, Su Yun looked at everything in front of him calmly, as if he really no longer had anything to do with the world.
At this moment, an old figure staggeringly appeared at the door of the mourning hall, leaning on a cane.
When the security personnel were about to stop him, Su Guowei happened to see him.
"That is Su Yun's master, let him come in..."
As Su Guowei said this, he walked towards this side and quickly supported Divine Doctor Lu.
Physician Lu looked at Su Yun's portrait emotionally and patted Su Guowei's hand that was holding him up with his trembling hands:
“What a wonderful child, how could God have the heart to take him away!”
Su Guowei sighed heavily:
“Mr. Lu, a teacher for one day and a father for life. Su Yun will be very happy that you can come.”
Su Guowei helped Divine Doctor Lu arrive in front of the portrait, and then stepped aside.
Physician Lu leaned on crutches, stretched out his trembling hands, and gently touched Su Yun's portrait:
“Child, I knew that when the village was doing some free things, I never thought it was you.
I only found out after I stopped the boy from the Wang family and asked.
You're so young, why did you leave so quickly? The last time I saw you was like yesterday, and the next time I saw you it was like a yin and yang.
I thought that by passing on the skills of Chinese medicine to you, I would be considered a successor.
Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the white-haired person who sent the black-haired person off again.
In the end, we are killing people instead of saving them! "
Speaking of this, Divine Doctor Lu sighed deeply, with deep reluctance in his cloudy eyes:
“Child, if you call me master and bow down to me, you and I will have the grace of a master and a disciple.
Today, the master will personally give you a ride. On the way to the soul, the master will take you step by step into Lingshui Mountain even if he risks his life! "
The voice of Divine Doctor Lu reached the ears of everyone present, causing a sigh of relief.
Su Guowei supported Divine Doctor Lu and stood beside him, treating him as an honorable person and sending his descendants off.
For Su Guowei, Yang Shan and Doctor Lu, they prefer that their sons are not heroes, as long as they can live well.
But heroes are destined to be like this, going against the road and using themselves to dispel the darkness and serve as the light of guidance.
This is the best interpretation of Su Yun's righteous behavior by everyone, and it is also the best tribute to the death of the hero's soul.
Listening to the mournful music and cries coming from the funeral shed, the police officers responsible for security measures on the periphery also sighed solemnly.
They all heard about Su Yun and admired Su Yun very much. However, because of their responsibilities, they could not go to the mourning hall to pay homage.
For them, the only thing they can do for Su Yun is to protect the peace of the last road.
Many villagers not far away have already gathered together, but because it is not time for them to enter the site yet, they can only wait not far away.
Such a big scene has never been seen by the villagers in their lives, so everyone is very curious at this moment.
“Old Su knows so many people, why have I never heard of him talking about them before?”
“Yes, it seems that these people are not small, and there are so many people guarding them.”
“I remember that Lao Su didn’t leave the village for many years after he returned. How could he know so many people and come to attend the funeral?”
“The people attending the funeral inside seem to be officials, otherwise there wouldn’t be such a tight defense. There is a person I saw on TV, who seems to be the mayor of Fancheng!”
“Not only the mayor of Fancheng, but also the mayor of Rongyang City next door is here!”
“All the people here are big shots. We’ll go in soon, but we have to be careful and don’t offend!”
The villagers were discussing in low voices, but none of them noticed that at this moment, the few plainclothes police officers standing on the outermost perimeter suddenly noticed something and frowned.
Looking through the villagers, these plainclothes police officers saw a figure not far away walking slowly towards this side.
The reason why I feel strange is that the man's gait is very stiff, and he looks like a lifeless machine.
After a few police officers took a look, they quickly stepped forward and opened a path through the crowd.
At this time, the villagers also noticed the sudden appearance of this strange man, and looked up and down curiously.
He looked like a homeless man in ragged clothes, but he was also carrying a wooden knife in his hand, which was covered with dried blood.
The police officer looked at the strange man in front of him suspiciously, but this man had no intention of stopping, and walked towards the mourning hall step by step.
Several police officers were very confused about this, and when they were about to go up to ask, they saw the woman following behind.
The woman quickly stepped forward and showed her ID to identify herself:
“Rongyang City Archaeological Center Chen Jie…”
The police officers did not know who Chen Jie was, let alone that a funeral belonging to Chen Jie was being held in another place at the same time.
Looking at Chen Jie's ID, the police officer confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, then sent the ID back, and then asked doubtfully:
“Hello, Professor Chen, who was this person just now?”
While a few people were talking, the weird man had slowly walked into the mourning hall.
After Chen Jie took a look, she suddenly felt a little strange:
“Is there a funeral being held here?”
The police officer sighed heavily:
“Yes, several mayors and representatives from various parties are here.
Su Yun is a hero and deserves to be treated like this at his funeral..."
"What?"
What the police officer didn’t expect was that Chen Jie, who looked very quiet in front of him, suddenly widened his eyes and asked emotionally.
“What did you just say, whose funeral?”
…
At the same time, in the memorial shed, everyone has already started the next period of collective silence.
Everybody held black umbrellas and lowered their heads, making the scene look very solemn and solemn.
"Su Yun, rest in peace..."
This is what everyone said most to Su Yun. They only hope that the Soviet Union can go well all the way.
But at this moment, Su Guowei, who raised his head, was suddenly stunned, and his eyes looked in the direction of the entrance of the mourning hall with some doubts.
Su Guowei's reaction quickly attracted the attention of everyone present. They all turned back curiously, and then they saw a strange man in ragged clothes standing at the entrance of the mourning hall.
Logically speaking, the outer defense line will not let anyone in.
And this person doesn’t look like a villager.
But soon, the eyes of Feng Shaoyu and others fell on the wooden knife in this man's hand.
They clearly remember that Su Yun at that time was holding a wooden sword and fighting for the country as a swordsman.
It's just that in their minds, Su Yun is dead at this time, so they don't have any connection with Su Yun like the person in front of them, they just regard him as a fan of Swordsman.
This man seemed a little confused. Under the gaze of everyone, he did not respond at all with his eyes. He just stared blankly at the black and white picture in front of him.
Slowly, this weird man walked forward step by step. Since this was at a funeral, no one acted rashly. They just stood there and looked at him with confusion, not understanding what this man wanted to do?
Step by step, this person is like a zombie, so the scene at this moment seems a bit strange.
He finally stood in front of the portrait in a daze, looking at the black and white portrait in front of him with dull eyes.
Su Guowei instinctively protected Yang Shan behind him. This sudden person also made the atmosphere at the scene more tense.
"Who is this guy?"
The mayor of Rongyang City asked in a low voice beside Zhang Zhenghuai, while Zhang Zhenghuai looked at Zhou Nanhai and others and asked with his eyes.
But several people shook their heads one after another, and no one knew where this person came from.
But at this moment, the white monkey, who was lying listlessly on the coffin, suddenly sat up with excitement, and then began to look around as if he smelled something.
When its eyes fell on this strange man, it was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly screamed excitedly and ran towards this side.
But perhaps because of this sudden approach, the strange man suddenly focused his attention on the white monkey.
The murderous look in his eyes immediately frightened the white monkey and ran into Xu Jiajia's arms next to him. He looked at the weird man with aggrieved eyes and made a coquettish sound.
The white monkey’s strange behavior made Xu Jiajia feel a little confused.
She touched the white monkey gently, then raised her head and looked at the strange man in front of her.
Looking at each other, Xu Jiajia suddenly frowned.
She didn’t know why, but her eyebrows, which were obscured by her long hair, always felt familiar to her.
Whoosh!
However, at this moment, the weirdo suddenly pulled out the wooden knife and turned his wrist sideways.
There seemed to be a cold light flashing across the blade of the sword. The sharp sword energy was overflowing, causing Xu Jiajia to take a step back subconsciously.
However, this person’s target was not Xu Jiajia. Instead, he struck the coffin with a knife.
“Boom!”
There was a loud noise. The wooden knife was extremely powerful and extremely sharp. The coffin was sliced open with a single movement. The incision was smooth, and everyone's eyes widened.
In an instant, all the plainclothes police officers and soldiers present drew their pistols from their waists and pointed them at the weirdo with vigilance.
The crisp sound of bullets being loaded was heard, and the low and depressing funeral scene was disrupted by a sudden appearance of a strange man.
(End of this chapter)