The seven days of the spiritual cessation have passed. On this day, it is time for Ren Hao to be buried.

The one buried in Wulong Villa is just a tomb.

Like most people in this era, the leader still has to return to his roots after his death.

In the early morning of that day, all the decent people who came to pay their respects changed their clothes and waited in the back mountain of the villa.

The Taoist priests of the Jade Emperor Palace and the servants of Wulong Villa have already prepared all the things needed for the funeral ceremony.

After all, I am a martial arts worker, and there are not so many cumbersome rules for funerals.

The sound of sorrow and music started. Huang Wusan, wearing a Taoist robe, held a whisk in his hand and attracted the spirit in front of him. Ren Hao's brothers held the portrait of the painting, dressed in mourning, and followed behind him.

He is the clan brother of Ren Hao's leader. He is in his forties this year, but he doesn't look much like Ren Hao, but his body is as tall as it is.

Because I am not from the Jianghu, I don’t have much interaction with others when I arrive at Wulong Villa.

At this time, I was buried with my clan brothers, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart, and my eyes were red.

Behind him, Chen Qiu, Tie Niu Monk, Xiao Lingsu, Dongfang Ce, Li Yijian, and Qin Xuming were carrying coffins on all sides, wearing black clothes, carrying Bai Xiao, and extremely solemn.

This person carrying the coffin is also very particular.

They are all the chief disciples of major sects in the world.

Li Yijian simply became the new leader of the Heluo Gang. If Lin Huiyin is a man, she would come to help her spirits. In the end, Qin Xuming, the person who represents Wulong Villa, was overtaken.

The coffin is also the best golden nanmu, but there is no Ren Hao's body in the coffin, but it is dressed in a dress and some of the Alliance Leaders' personal belongings.

Finally, there is a jade scroll edict.

It was a couplet written by Zhao Ming, the king of the Southern Kingdom, and a national seal was added to show respect.

The edict was filled with hundreds of words, bringing Ren Hao's achievements to the point of serving the country and the people, and generously posthumously named Ren Hao as the "General of the National Protection".

But in fact, the southern country does not have this military position at all.

The reason why I was granted this title was not only to thank Ren Hao for his righteous deeds, but to show my presence on this important occasion.

It is convenient to recruit people from the martial arts world in the future and serve the court.

The dispute between good and evil has come to an end. There is no demon sect to fight. The upright people also have to find a way out for themselves. Taking advantage of the opportunity of cooperation between the martial arts world and the court, it is also a way to advance.

There are still some battles in the northern and southern battles.

As long as you are not afraid of death, you can make some military achievements in the future.

However, most martial arts people here have no good feelings for the imperial court.

If someone had accepted such an official position before Ren Hao, he would have been gossiped behind his back. But now, everyone is dead, and death is the most important thing, and it is a posthumous title. It is hard for the people in the martial arts world to say anything about the hawks in the court.

However, with the arrival of Ren Hao's brother, several of the Ren family's nephews were very happy.

There are still some honors.

They are not from the world. For the people, it is really good for the family to be valued so much by the court.

At this time, these nephews of the Ren family stood outside the crowd and had a great chat with Zhao Biao, the King of Huainan and Zhao Lian, who came in a low-key manner.

The coffin carried by six people and walked past the crowd.

There are also spiritual banners and white papers falling down in the air.

Amid the sound of sorrow and sadness, the scene became more and more solemn and sad. Some of the people who were truly sad, or who were more good at acting or doing things, were already crying out.

The sorrow and joy, accompanied by the crying, made the solemn and more sincere feelings on Mount Zhong.

On the edge of a cliff, a tomb pit had been dug. After six people put the coffin into it, people from the martial arts world came forward to worship one after another. It was Li Baoguo, the representative of the Tiance Army.

The young general Tiance half-kneeled on the ground and put the package in his hand into the tomb pit.

"The adoptive father originally said that he would also send the armor and iron guns he used when Ren Zheng was young, but time could not catch up."

Li Baoguo put his gun that he had used for many years into the tomb pit, and he said to Chen Qiu next to him:

"I buried my armor and gun here, just as the Tiance Army's ceremony for the leader of the alliance. If the armor and weapons used by the leader could still be found, they would be sent directly to Nantong.

He was buried in the Ren Family Cemetery with the leader."

"Well, the general is determined."

Chen Qiu patted Li Baoguo on the shoulder and said a few words to him.

The crowd kept worshiping, and the world that had made trouble before, another good show of crying in front of the tomb.

But this time, no one stopped them.

The atmosphere in the entire back mountain was low, as if sad and nostalgic.

But for some people who are interested, they can feel a momentum of storm. Especially King Zhao Biao of Huainan.

Since coming, this important minister of the court has maintained a gentle smile, but his eyes always look at Chen Qiu, who gave the mourners, and always has meaningful eyes.

He is here to watch the show today.

Calculate the time, and it's time to start the show.

Not long after, Qin Xuming, who was farewell to the mourners in the back, walked hurriedly and said something in Shen Qiu's ear. Chen Qiu's expression did not change much, but just waved his hand.

This scene fell in Zhao Biao's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose three more times.

The show begins!

"Master! We are about to complain to you all the time, why did you let go!"

A sharp, crying shout came from the villa.

The solemn atmosphere of the entire back mountain was immediately provoked.

As everyone was stunned, a large group of people wearing mourning clothes, wearing spiritual banners, and leaning on wreaths appeared from the mountain road, crying one by one.

There are men and women, and even women and children with children.

It's really not like the style of the people in the martial arts world.

When Huang Wusan, who was talking to Taoist Master Wuyang, immediately frowned.

He recognized the man.

It was a martial arts master in the southwest of Qilu, Heze and Jining, called the "Thirteen Quick Swords", named Lu Bai, who was in his fifties and was only a second-rate martial arts.

But the success is famous in the world, and in that generation, it is a famous predecessor.

This Lu Bai is close to his Jade Emperor Palace.

His master is a nominal disciple of the former head of the Jade Emperor Palace.

In short, Lu Bai would call Huang Wusan a master uncle. In the past, when he encountered trouble, he would also have the sign of the Jade Emperor Palace.

But Lu Bai is far away today, what are you doing here?

Seeing a lot of people talking about it, they were very interested in watching the fun. As for Chen Qiu, they seemed to have never seen it at all, and they were still standing there, holding a shovel.

With several others, he put soil on Ren Hao's tomb.

Ignore the truth at all.

"Lu Bai, what kind of resentment do you want to complain about when you cry today?"

Huang Wusan waved his whisk in his hand and asked.

He didn't want to care about this, but seeing the large group of people behind Lu Bai crying, the scene was in chaos, and people pointed at it. As the leader of the martial arts world in Qi and Lu, he had to stand up and director.

When Huang Wusan asked at first glance, the old martial arts man in his fifties cried louder.

He wiped his eyes, stood up, bowed respectfully to Huang Wusan, and said:

"Ah, Master Wusan is here too, that's just right.

I have a tragic incident in the world that concerns my Qilu land. I am about to tell my fellow practitioners in the world. I also ask Uncle Wusang to uphold justice for our Qilu martial arts people!"

On the other side, seeing Huang Wusan appearing to the director, Lin Wandong, wearing a veil, frowned.

Although she occasionally feels unfair, she is used to being in the world.

When I saw today's situation, I knew that Lu Bai was prepared, Huang Wusan, the idiot!

I'm afraid I'm going to be used as a gun by this intent person.

"You say, I'll listen."

Huang Wushou was not happy with the noise. He waved his whisk and said loudly:

"All the fellows in the world are quiet, let's hear Lu Bai tell him his grievances."

As soon as the Tianlist’s master spoke, the entire back mountain immediately became quiet.

As soon as the leader of the martial arts leader Ren Hao left, the position of the righteous leader was suspended.

The old monk Yuanwu is the national teacher of the Southern Dynasty.

He is a man from the court and is not suitable to be the leader of the alliance.

So if you really want to choose, Huang Wusan, who is in charge of Tai A Jian, is the unrivaled new leader, whose martial arts, character, prestige, and background are absolutely suitable.
To be continued...