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1. Memorial to the deceased(3/3)

He didn't seem to feel Chen Qiu and Qingqing hiding by the forest. The man was straight, with his hands behind his back, facing the unruly tombstone.

Close your eyes and pay tribute, with no expression on your face.

This person should be missing him sincerely.

However, Yaoqin had never told him that someone came to pay tribute to his master today?

"Senior brother, who is that?"

Qingqing lowered her voice and asked Chen Qiu beside her:

"Is that my master's friend? Just like Uncle Song, I have never seen him."

Before Chen Qiu could answer, he heard a sound coming from his ears, thick and low, like a cloud of thunder.

"Two friends, let's see you. I am an old friend of Lu Duwei."

Chen Qiu and Qingqing looked at each other and asked each other to invite each other. It would be a big deal for him to hide it like this.

He then walked out with a knife and walked out to his master's tomb.

He clasped his fists at the man who looked over thirties and asked:

"Is there any name for your honor?"

The man glanced at Chen Qiu, looked at the knife around his waist, and finally looked at Qingqing hiding behind Shen Qiu.

His eyes stayed on Qingqing for a moment, then turned back to look at the simple tombstone in front of him.

He sighed lightly and said:
Chapter completed!
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