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 person who spoke was none other than Chen Jie, who was trapped in the underground canyon at that 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 anymore 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 abroad.

Although the family was not rich and only the mother and son depended 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.

According to 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. However, due to her health condition, Chen Jie has been unable to get out of bed and move around.

She could only ask the couple to ask for information about Su Yun, but this was a civilian area and information 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 the country, or to notify the country first, but because it was located in a remote place, she had not yet made contact.

When he saw Su Yun with his own eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief.

She didn't know how Su Yun became like this.

His body was in tatters, like a wanderer, 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 are you like this?"

Chen Jie walked to Su Yun's side, looked at him and said anxiously.

It seemed that because someone suddenly approached, Su Yun suddenly glanced at Chen Jie warily.

The evil spirit and coldness in these eyes were intertwined. When their eyes met, Chen Jie felt a sense of fear enveloped her heart.

Subconsciously taking a step back, Chen Jie said again with some distress:

"Su Yun, it's me, Teacher Chen, do you still recognize me?"

There was no expression change on Su Yun's face, 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.

Naturally, Chen Jie didn't know the concept of 'transcendental enchantment', 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 almost collapsed, leading him to enter this semi-awake and semi-chaotic state of self-protection.

Such a high-spirited person once turned into a walking corpse when we met again.

Chen Jie felt very painful in her heart, and her eyes when she looked at Su Yun were full of distress.

Little did he know that the biggest problem was that Su Yun had accumulated too much evil energy in recent days, and the frequent killings caused problems in his mental world.

Coupled with the sensitivity of the extraordinary state, this kind of 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 exists 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 had been taking care of me before, now it's my turn...

Chen Jie thought so in her heart and quickly followed Su Yun's pace.

She was not too close to Su Yun, and always maintained 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.

Originally, Chen Jie had been thinking about how to return to the country. Now that she had found Su Yun, Chen Jie no longer had the need to stay.

The direction Su Yun was heading at this moment was to the east where the border of Daxia was located.

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 understand that Su Yun must have gone through a lot to become what he is now.

With worries and speculations in her head, Chen Jie followed Su Yun step by step, and their 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 combined 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, folding his arms with both hands, looking at Su Yun with eyes full of complicated emotions.

There was 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 was bulging, obviously equipped with weapons.

Slowly coming 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 China."

The man, who must have been the driver, hurriedly agreed, and then asked hesitantly: "Chairman, why did you escort 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 another 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 returned to peace again, and the trampled cigar lay quietly on the barren land. Perhaps only it could verify what had just happened.

…

At the same time, in Daxia, the explosion of Swordsman comics attracted a large number of fans.

At present, whether 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 coming back, 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 very confused and made Su Yun become more and more mysterious.

The release of the second volume of the Swordsman comic 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 true 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!

"You're bragging! Can this 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 he exists or not."

"The linkage between these two dimensions is too exaggerated. Shouldn't the swordsman be a foreigner?"

"I do 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 Daxia man, while the swordsman should be a Northern European.

The two places are thousands of miles apart, how could they 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 Munan hero.

"The Swordsman is so handsome. I have collected all the peripherals of the Swordsman..."

What caught Lu Hongya's attention most was such a comment, and a picture was posted below the comment.

The picture not only contains two issues of Swordsman comics, but also all the official peripheral figures about Swordsman.

This made Lu Hongya curious, and he quickly commented on this message:

"How did you do it? I couldn't get 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 out, receiving envy and comments from many people.

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 had already identified Swordsman as his idol.

The difficulty of these subsequent figures can be imagined, but Yang Datou never tires of it.

Even Yang Datou is very active in all forums about swordsmen, and he is very active in every forum.

On the one hand, this shows the boredom of Yang Datou's current life as a fisherman, 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.

Nowadays, no one knows that Fancheng, two hundred kilometers away, has been shrouded in oppressive clouds.

Fancheng, Shengu Village.

As Su Yun's hometown, this is also 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 clothes will be buried in Lingshui Mountain Cemetery.

Therefore, at this time, the conspicuous white silk ribbon has been hung in the house in the hometown of 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 is already awake.

Usually 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.

The 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, a white shed was set up.

The dazzling white 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 recalled Su Yun's voice, appearance, and smile from childhood to adulthood.

This news was too sudden and too heavy for Yang Shan.

He said that he was beaten and beaten 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 beginning to end, just sitting 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 sent some spare 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 there only these three people in Old Su's family? Old Su, his wife, and a son."

"Yes, the funeral shed was suddenly erected. If it wasn't Lao Su and his wife, then it would be his son alone."

"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 from Xu Kui and the Fancheng police.

In the past few days, they were all in casual clothes when setting up the memorial shed, which naturally caused more doubts to the villagers.

In these three days, everyone quickly built the memorial shed.

Today, with the misty sky, it is also the time when the funeral officially begins.

Strictly speaking, weddings 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 traditional 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 the 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 this kind of knocking on the door, they know that something has happened to someone and they have 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 coffin, 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 rushed 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 used shovels to dig Su Yun's grave.

If this matter were viewed by people in the village, they would be quite particular about finding 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 chose the best location in Linshui Mountain for Su Lin.

Six people, 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 the coffin was made of small wood, it was enough to dig it 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 four people to six people now.

This is the tradition of Shengu Village, which is strictly implemented by everyone, and gradually they 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 grave is a laborious job, and it all relies 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.

Now that they 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 in the Lingshui Mountain Cemetery.

At that time, it also means that all dust will return to dust, and people in the world will have to say goodbye to the deceased no matter how reluctant they are to leave.

The weather today was gloomy, and it even started 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 worked hard on the grave.

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.

Perhaps the only thing they can do for Su Yun now is 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 reached an advanced stage of water-splashing ceremony.

This road will be where Su Guowei personally takes Su Yun to Lingshui Mountain after the funeral.

During the following wake time, this street will be splashed 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.

These police officers will carry out security work for the funeral and soon set up defense lines inside and outside the funeral shed.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Shaoyu and others rushed back from Lingshui Mountain. They entered the memorial 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, and the smile lasts forever."

The silent narration in the elegiac couplet expressed 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 favor according to tradition.

"Mr. Su, please forgive me..."

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 gently. 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 speechlessly.

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.

"My 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.

We old guys can survive until now 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..."

There was a cry in Professor Sun's voice. 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 aged in front of Su Yun.

Next was Master Gu. He walked step by step to Su Yun's portrait and 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 my whole life, but I have lived like a careless villain.

This time it was you who showed me what a hero is and what righteousness is.

I can live because you exchanged your life for me.

I have decided that from now on, I will devote myself to archaeology with Professor Sun and others.

Try my best to do something meaningful.

Rest in peace, hero..."

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 showing respect to Su Yun.

Then, 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 kid really makes people unhappy every time.

I never expected that a bastard 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.

Don't worry, we will 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 just 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, making my daughter cry every day for the past few days, and she has lost a lot of weight.

You kid is so irresponsible. You just left and left this mess to me.

Jiajia is a girl with a lot of character, and I have never seen her so sad.

Although the two of us don't have much contact with each other, you really left a deep impression on me.

You are a hero, and 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.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Jiajia, holding a white monkey, walked over with red eyes.

The moment he saw Su Yun's photo, the white monkey who was peaceful in Xu Jiajia's arms actually 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.

Seeing this scene, everyone present 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 more and more sad, and it seemed that 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, cried and looked at Su Yun's portrait 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.

You have overcome so many difficulties, and you have brought impossible surprises time and time again. How could you fail here?

I waited for you for three whole years in college, but you left so simply, 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.

At this moment, everyone lowered their heads solemnly. 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 heroes’ souls are vast...

Amidst the mournful music, cries continued to be heard, and only Su Yun's portrait was present, 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 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 entrance of the mourning hall, leaning on a cane.

When the security personnel were about to stop him, Su Guowei happened to see him.

"That's Su Yun's master, let him come in..."

As Su Guowei said this, he walked towards this side and quickly supported Divine Doctor Lu.

Doctor Lu looked at Su Yun's portrait with emotion, 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 with a heavy face:

"Divine Doctor Lu, once a teacher, always a father. Su Yun will be very happy that you can come."

Su Guowei helped Divine Doctor Lu to the portrait, and then stepped aside.

Doctor Lu leaned on crutches, stretched out his trembling hands, and gently touched Su Yun's portrait:

"Son, I knew that when the village was doing some white stuff, I never thought it was you.

I only found out after I stopped the boy from the Wang family and asked.

You are so young, why did you just leave? The last time I saw you was like yesterday, and the next time I saw you was like a yin and yang.

I thought that if I passed 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 gave the black-haired person a chance.

After all, it’s killing people rather than saving them! "

Speaking of this, Divine Doctor Lu sighed deeply, with deep reluctance in his cloudy eyes:

"My child, if you call me master and bow down before 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 son is not a hero, as long as he can live well.

But heroes are destined to do this, go against the grain and use themselves to dispel the darkness and serve as the light of guidance.

Loyal for thousands of years, legacy for all generations.

This is everyone's best interpretation of Su Yun's righteous behavior, and it is also the best tribute to the fallen hero's soul.

Listening to the mournful music and cries coming from the funeral shed, the police officers in charge of 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, what they can do for Su Yun is to protect the peace of this last journey.

Many villagers not far away had already gathered around, but because it wasn't time for them to enter yet, they could only wait not far away.

For the villagers, they had never seen such a big scene in their lives, so everyone was 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 for many years after returning to the village. 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 seem to have seen on TV. He 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 will 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 them.

The reason why I found it strange was that the man's gait was very stiff, and he looked 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 in dried blood.

The police officer looked at the strange man in front of him suspiciously, but this man had no intention of stopping, but walked towards the mourning hall step by step.

Several police officers were very confused about this, and when they were about to go forward to ask, they saw the woman following behind.

The woman quickly stepped forward and showed her ID, identifying herself:

"Rongyang City Archaeological Center Chen Jie..."

The police officers did not know who Chen Jie was, nor did they know that a funeral belonging to Chen Jie was being held in another place at the same time.

After 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?"

Just as 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 going on here?"

The police officer sighed heavily:

“Yes, several mayors and representatives from all parties are here.

Su Yun is a hero and deserves to be treated like this at his funeral..."

"What?"

What the police officers 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 mourning shed, everyone had already begun the next session of collective silence.

Everyone held black umbrellas and lowered their heads, making the scene look very solemn.

"Su Yun, rest in peace..."

This is what everyone says 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. His eyes looked in the direction of the entrance of the mourning hall with some confusion.

Su Guowei's reaction quickly attracted the attention of everyone present. They turned back curiously and saw a strange man in ragged clothes standing at the entrance of the mourning hall.

It stands to reason that 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 remembered 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 already dead, 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 person seemed a little delirious. 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 weird.

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 whispered beside Zhang Zhenghuai, while Zhang Zhenghuai looked at Zhou Nanhai and others and asked with his eyes.

But several people shook their heads in confusion, 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 weird man, it was stunned for a moment, then suddenly screamed excitedly and ran towards this side.

But perhaps because of this sudden approach, the weirdo suddenly focused his attention on the white monkey.

The murderous look in his eyes immediately frightened the white monkey into running into Xu Jiajia's arms. He looked at the weirdo with aggrieved eyes and made a coquettish sound.

The strange behavior of the white monkey made Xu Jiajia feel a little confused.

She touched the white monkey gently, and then looked up at the strange man in front of her.

When their eyes met, Xu Jiajia suddenly frowned.

She didn't know why, but the eyebrows and eyes that were obscured by her long hair always felt a little 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 above the blade, and 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 his knife.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the wooden knife was extremely powerful and extremely sharp, and the coffin was sliced ​​open with a single slash. 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.

"Ka...ka..."

The crisp sound of bullets being loaded was heard, and the low and depressing funeral scene was disrupted by the sudden appearance of a strange man.