The atmosphere was peaceful, and the suona sounded, a song that broke the soul.
Zhang Yuanwai did not invite other friends to come over, because today his son was beaten to death, and in fact he still had to be buried alive!
Say it out, shame on you!
He only let those relatives in his family come over to make arrangements.
"Kill that horse. I prefer to eat horse meat. Your horse looks pretty good. Kill it quickly." Lin Fan urged.
They didn't dare to disobey and killed their best horse.
The horse's legs and feet were weak from the fright yesterday, and it has just taken some healing medicine, so it is about to be killed.
Poor, poor!
The Zhang family hung up white paper lanterns, and some people burned incense and prayed.
The heaven and the earth mourn together.
The lingering sound curls up!
Lin Fan was eating horse meat, and Xue Wujiang pulled him up when he ate half of it.
"Hurry up and pay homage to the deceased, this is the minimum respect."
Lin Fan nodded, and followed to burn a stick of incense to Mr. Zhang.
"Let me out! I'm afraid of the dark! I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Let me out!"
There was Mr. Zhang's roar coming from inside the coffin, but he was very weak.
Lin Fan was quite satisfied with this, because he actually made a small opening in the coffin, allowing Mr. Zhang to breathe and live for a while.
"Daddy, why is brother Zhang Xuan not dead yet, we are going to hold a funeral banquet for him?" A child opened his eyes innocently and asked the old father on the side.
The old father opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say a word.
Instead, it was Lin Fan, the big brother next door, who said with a smile, "He's dead, he died thoroughly, it's the work of a demon spirit."
What children are afraid of are evil spirits, and they are so frightened that they hide aside and dare not come out.
"Big brother, can you help me suppress the evil spirits?" He asked naively.
Lin Fan nodded and said, "Of course I can. My generation of monks protects all living beings like you. Don't be afraid, my son. My brother will help you suppress evil spirits!"
Then, he kicked on the coffin, and the force passed along the coffin into Mr. Zhang's body, breaking Mr. Zhang's tailbone.
"Ahh!"
Mr. Zhang screamed, he had no more strength, and completely calmed down.
The child on one side was terribly frightened and asked, "Brother, who is that screaming?"
Lin Fan said with a smile; "That's because the evil spirits are about to be wiped out, and they uttered a little mournful cry with their last bit of strength!"
The child was very excited and asked, "Is the evil spirit gone now?"
Lin Fan nodded.
The child stepped forward and thanked Lin Fan very politely.
"Stop showing off, it's time for me to offer incense." Xue Wujiang urged from behind.
Lin Fan nodded and stepped back.
Xue Wujiang stepped forward and stuck a stick of incense on it.
Then, he opened his mouth and said: "Young Master Zhang is invincible in the world."
Everyone's faces were very ugly, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
Invincible?
The person who was pinched to death by the two of you with one finger, you say he is invincible?
This is not respect, this is simply ridicule, it is irony!
Xue Wujiang continued to insert a stick of incense, and said, "Master Zhang is approachable."
This is even more ironic, Zhang Xuan is a rich dude who bullies men and women, they all see it in their eyes.
Then, Xue Wujiang rewarded the third stick of incense, and said: "Regard Mr. Zhang, your eyes are as bright as torches."
This is the most ironic!
How did Zhang Xuan end up where he is now?
It's because you have eyes but don't know Taishan, and you messed up the wrong person!
In the end, he "coughed" a few times.
When everyone was wondering, he had already spit out a mouthful of old yellow phlegm on the coffin, which happened to block the small hole.
"What are you doing!" Everyone was furious!
Xue Wujiang said embarrassingly: "Sorry, I have a little cold recently, and I can't hold it back."
Then, he retreated.
Lin Fan stretched out a thumb towards Xue Wujiang, and said, "High, high, high!"
Still Xue Wujiang is tall! In the end, he spit a mouthful of phlegm onto the small hole.
The small hole is right above Mr. Zhang's mouth!
Does Zhang Gongzi inhale or not inhale?
If you don't inhale, you will die.
If you breathe init's a bit disgusting, so I won't talk about it for now.
Xue Wujiang chuckled, Lin Fan was eating horse meat at all.
After the two of them ate a horse and drank a lot of good tea, they got up and left.
Seeing those two people leave, the Zhang family just went crazy and wanted to open the coffin.
But they found that the coffin was so strong that it couldn't be opened!
They used knives, guns, sticks and axes to chop, chop, and smash.
Those red things are harder than iron, without leaving any traces!
Zhang Yuan's legs went limp, and he collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.
Lin Fan and Lin Fan could still hear Yuanwai Zhang crying.
"How is it?" Lin Fan asked.
"It's very beautiful, I've never heard such a beautiful voice before." Xue Wujiang said with a smile.
Lin Fan nodded and said, "Cultivating immortals means doing whatever one wants."
"We are Chicheng in our hearts, but this is not a reason for others to oppress us."
"If people in the world bully me, humiliate me, slander me, slander me, we will kill and go back."
Xue Wujiang nodded, feeling that he had learned a lot today.
However, the two of them did not go back to the sect immediately, but drank some tea in a roadside teahouse, rinsed their mouths, and washed away the smell of horse meat.
They just went back to Zongmen.
When we arrived at Zongmen, the moon was already high.
Several disciples saw that the suzerain and Xue suzerain had returned, and hurriedly sent a bowl of porridge to them.
The two of them ate porridge and enjoyed it very much.
Disciple Liu Ye was a little puzzled: "Isn't it just a bowl of porridge? Why do you eat so happily, as if you haven't eaten before."
It's more like those famine refugees who haven't eaten for three days.
In his impression, the suzerain didn't care about his status at all, he always accompanied them to drink porridge, so the suzerain never complained!
Lin Fan said: "One porridge and one meal should be hard-won. This is a gift from nature, and it is a rare delicacy in the world."
Liu Ye nodded, and retreated from Lin Fan's room.
"How is it? What did the suzerain say?" Several other disciples were waiting outside the door, very excited.
Liu Ye opened her mouth and said, "We can't."
"What do you mean?" The other disciples were extremely puzzled.
Liu Ye opened his mouth and said, "We really can't do it, our hearts are too bad."
"The suzerain just said to me: 'One porridge and one meal should be hard-won, this is a gift from nature, and it is a rare delicacy in the world.' Look at us again, eating some porridge, complaining every day that bird feathers are fading out of our mouths coming."
The other disciples bowed their heads in shame.
What is the identity of the suzerain?
That is one of the rare gods in the world!
However, the suzerain can eat such a simple meal with relish?
As expected of a master, this mentality is a thousand times, ten thousand times better than theirs!
"We still need to practice, we need to practice hard!"
"One day, we can be like the suzerain, even if we eat a bowl of porridge, we can eat infinite truths of the universe!"
"Even if you drink a sip of water, you can see the true meaning of cultivation!"
They cheered themselves up, very excited!
After a while, they took back the suzerain Xue Wujiang's bowls and chopsticks, and went back to continue doing chores.
Those elders were still awake, looking at the Tie Hanhan, they sighed.
"These iron fools, when will they see the true face of the Sovereign!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com