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Chapter 130: A Life and Death Friend

Three days later.

Today is when Mr. Feng is having funeral. I am wearing a black suit that feels a bit inappropriate, standing in front with a blank expression on my face.

There were people coming and going in the funeral venue, mostly guests with good temperament and dressing, and these were all here to attend the funeral.

"Yiming..." A hesitant voice came from behind me. I turned around expressionlessly and saw a tall beauty wearing a black long skirt looking at me, her eyes a little complicated.

"Sister Ning—" I was not surprised. Sister Ning's family is also a big family of Dongting generation, so it is normal for her to come to Mr. Feng's funeral.

Sister Ning nodded and walked over, with a hint of worry between her eyebrows: "Yiming, I haven't seen you for a while, but I didn't expect Mr. Feng to... Are you okay?"

I suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay, Sister Ning, you can go for it yourself. The funeral is still early."

Sister Ning hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then said, "Yiming..."

She was halfway through her words when she was interrupted by a voice coming from behind.

"Xiao Ning, who are you talking to?"

When Sister Ning turned around, I looked up and saw that it was Sister Ning's father, wearing the same black suit, and obviously came to attend the funeral. I remember his name was Shen Cheng.

He was stunned when he saw me, then immediately smiled and walked up to shake hands with me.

"Isn't this Brother Ma? Hello, long time no see, no, I should call Boss Ma now."

I put away my smile and shook hands with him: "Hello, uncle, there is nothing. I am not a boss, but just a guy."

"Brother Ma is too modest." Shen Cheng smiled and said, "Now, no one in Xiangbei area knows that Brother Ma is about to take over Boss Feng's business, so please take care of him in the future."

I nodded expressionlessly. Shen Cheng seemed a little embarrassed when he saw that I had no intention of replying, but he adjusted immediately: "Ahem, it's me that's abrupt. Today is the day when Boss Feng goes to the field. You shouldn't say such words. Look at my mouth, haha, you'll be busy first, I won't disturb you."

As he said that, he glanced at Sister Ning behind him again, his eyes flashed, and he smiled, "You have a good relationship with Xiao Ning. Now Xiao Ning doesn't do serious business at home all day. You can come over and have fun. Your aunt and I will definitely welcome you."

Then he said a few more words of politeness and turned to leave.

Sister Ning smiled a helpless smile at me and left with me.

Although Shen Cheng said I was going to be busy first, I actually had nothing to be busy with. Chen Shufeng was responsible for all the arrangements of the funeral. Because there was not enough staff, Zhang Feng also asked Xiao Li to bring a few people to help. Before leaving the coffin, I basically had nothing to do, just stood here and stared blankly.

The words of Zhang Feng and Chen Feng three days ago appeared in my mind.

Although Chu Sili and Fei Ruite still didn't know where to go, Chen Feng and Zhang Feng still decided to take me back first.

"Brother Chen, are you kidding? Now so many people don't know where to go. My brothers don't know whether they are life or death. Do you want me to go back?"

I looked at Chen Shufeng in disbelief.

Chen Qi looked at me with a serious expression and said, "Yiming, I know your mood now, but you know that the complexity of this matter has exceeded our original expectations. Now you have to go back, and we will send people to search for their whereabouts, but you, only you have to go back."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you need on the shore." Chen Feng said in a deep voice: "The situation on the shore is now very serious. Boss Feng is dead. Your designated successor has entered Dongting Lake. Many people are already trying to take action against the position of the leader."

"But-but I basically did nothing, so what if I just went back like this?"

"Of course you did it." Zhang Feng on the other side said, "You lifted the Dragon King's Coffin!"

"I didn't lift--" Before I finished speaking, I immediately understood what Zhang Feng meant: "Brother Feng, you meant--"

Zhang Feng nodded and said in a deep voice: "The Dragon King's Coffin has been carried back to the Dragon King's Tomb. It doesn't matter whether you carry it. What's important is whether the Dragon King's Coffin was really carried. Except for the four of us, no one in the Yinwu Gate knows the real situation now. As long as you go back alive and we are walking, people who don't believe it will naturally come to verify it."

"In the past few days, the entire Yinwu Gate has known that you are going to carry the Dragon King Coffin. Now you have survived, the Dragon King Coffin is not in place. No matter who carried it, the entire Yinwu Gate will soon think that you have carried the Dragon King Coffin. Now, as long as you go back, it is a dose of heart-boosting agent for the Burial Gate. With you here, no one dares to reach out to the position of the dragon head of the Burial Gate, and no one dares to grab the dragon jade pole from you who lifted the Dragon King Coffin."

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he looked at me quietly. I didn't say anything. Although I knew what Zhang Feng said really made sense, it was hard for me to accept it.

Chen Qian sighed and said, "Yiming, I know you feel bad. We didn't expect things to develop like this inexplicably, but now we have no time, you have to make a decision."

On the other side, Yu Wu was silent from the beginning, but suddenly spoke.

"Boss, I think you should go back. This place is too weird. We fell down last night and didn't disappear with others. Maybe someone deliberately arranged this way. The water was too muddy. Instead of lying inside and stirring up the mix, it would be better to jump out first, wait for the water to clear a little, and then look back. It would be better."

I bit my teeth, but I didn't say anything, but my heart was surging.

If Lao Huo and the others had not disappeared, even if I had not lifted the Dragon King Coffin, I would have no objection to let me go back. To be honest, I didn’t want to stay for an hour, but now everyone has disappeared, only Yu Wu and I are left. Do you want me to leave them and go back by myself?

Fei Ruite has nothing to do with the whereabouts of the cultists, but Lao Huo, Chu Sili, Tan Jin and even Lu Qiu, they all took their lives to this ghost place for me, and they all saved my life. Now they are all missing in the middle of Dongting Lake, but they want me to go back intact. This feeling is like I betrayed them.

But I also knew that I could not act emotionally. I raised my head, Zhang Feng, Chen Feng and Yu Wu both looked at me quietly, waiting for my answer.

I was silent for a while before speaking, "I understand, I'll go back with you."

Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, showed joy, and said, "Fortunately, you didn't stubbornly say you wanted to stay. I was really worried about this before. Yiming, I know you are very uncomfortable. Don't worry, I will help you. Just wait on land, and we will search for them here with all our strength. It is impossible for so many people to disappear without leaving any traces. I believe there will be news soon. And now the Dragon King coffin has entered the cave, and this area of ​​water is much safer than before."

I nodded and didn't say anything again.

My thoughts came back to the present in a blink of an eye. In the past three days after I returned to the shore, nothing happened. Everything was very calm. There seemed to be no storm at Yinwumen. I just continued to live alone in my original room in the yard, and I rarely even left the door.

It was not until last night that Chen Qiang and the others sent someone to pick me up, saying that Mr. Feng's first seventh year has arrived.

Of course I was keeping my soul in person, but nothing happened unexpectedly. I was like the Taoist priests at funerals I had seen before, and they were often spreading ashes and chanting the mantras and burning the ladder. However, after twelve o'clock, there were no footprints on the incense ash.

I am not surprised by this. My guess on Bagua Island may be true. Today is the seventh day after Mr. Feng returned to the land, but it is not Mr. Feng’s real seventh year. Since the night of resurrection has passed, of course there will be no ghosts.

Then today is the day of the funeral. I said before that I would carry the coffin for Mr. Feng after I came back. Although I couldn’t carry the Dragon King coffin, I would carry Mr. Feng’s coffin no matter what.

The funeral of the Longtou of the Burial Gate naturally cannot be held in the small store in Dongtingxiang. Early in the morning, I followed Chen Qiang and the others to this auditorium, and then stood here without doing anything and stared blankly for half a morning.

In my contemplation, a sudden sound came to my senses.

"You're Ma Yiming?"

Standing in front of me was an old man wearing a black Tang suit and looking very old, supported by two young men, one from the left and one from the right.

Although the old man was covered in white hair and wrinkles, he could not see any decay in his complexion. His eyes were flashing, and there was a sharp light like a falcon. It seemed that his body was filled with a soul of thirty or forty.

"It's me, you are--" I said with a whisper.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Pang? As a leader, you are not sitting in the distinguished guest room, so why are you going outside to do it?"

Another sound rang out, Chen Shu, who was wearing the same suit and had a white paper flower on his chest, walked over.

Faucet?

I was shocked when I heard this. In this way, this person is one of the current leaders of Yin Wumen.

Each of the five gates has its own dragon head. I only know that Mr. Feng is the leader of the funeral gate. Although Zhang Feng has a high status in the Feng Shui Gate, he is still inexperienced, so he does not have the position of the dragon head. As for the other three gates, I don’t know much about it. I don’t know which leader the old man in front of me is.

Mr. Pang did not reply immediately, but squinted his eyes and looked at me, and said, "I am old and my body is not good enough. I always sit and don't move, but I will live a few years later. I can't compare to you young people with strong energy and heroes will be young."

As he said that, he looked at me and suddenly laughed: "Ma Yiming, you are very similar to Boss Ma back then."

At this time, I heard Chen Shufeng standing beside me whisper to me: "This is the dragon leader of the Sect now, Pang Dao."

"What are you talking about so much?" Mr. Pang obviously heard Chen Feng's words and smiled: "I was a friend of life and death with your grandfather back then."

"Oh?" I was stunned for a moment and asked, "I have never heard from my grandfather mention this. If I say so, I have to call you Grandpa Pang."

Mr. Pang smiled, but his tone suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Of course, your grandfather almost died under my hands back then. This is not a friend of life and death, what is it?"
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