As soon as dawn, Xiao Chen took Zhuge Ming, Zhuge Qingyang and others to leave Kunyumen and head for the southwest valley.

He wanted to go and see if there could be new discoveries.

After arriving at the valley, Xiao Chen came to the big tree and circled around it twice.

"Uncle Zhuge Qi, look at whether there are array patterns nearby."

Xiao Chen said.

"good."

Zhuge Ming nodded. Although he didn't know how to transmit the array, he could still distinguish the array pattern.

Zhuge Qingyang was also beside him and looked carefully.

"What do you say about Zhuge Zu?"

Xiao Chen asked what he thought of.

"There is no news yet, I plan to take some more photos and send them to him."

Zhuge Ming replied.

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded and no longer disturbed him in searching for the formation pattern.

More than ten minutes later, Zhuge Ming shook his head: "No abnormalities were found."

When Xiao Chen heard Zhuge Ming's words, he was a little disappointed, without any formation patterns?

"There is no teleportation array here?"

"I didn't find it, it doesn't mean there isn't."

Zhuge Ming corrected the way.

"I have taken photos and see if I will find out if I have any questions on the ancestor."

"Okay, let's go back first."

Seeing that Xiao Chen had found nothing, he didn't plan to stay any longer.

"good."

Zhuge Ming nodded.

Soon, a few people left the valley and returned to Kunyumen.

And here, everyone was also busy, preparing to bury the dead.

Not only Kunyumen, but also Wanzhangzhuang and Xishan Sun Family.

The dead should be buried in peace.

It is impossible that the murderer will not be found, and he will never be buried.

“Have you found it?”

When Xiao Yi saw Xiao Chen coming back, he asked.

"No, it's a waste of time."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Old Xiao, do you think I want to talk to Shen Shijue?"

"Talk him to talk?"

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment.

"What are you talking about? Ask him why he went to the Southwest Valley?"

"Well, he has guessed that I installed the camera there."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Let's talk openly."

"Well, if you want to talk openly, why... don't you find someone who is normal?"

Xiao Yi lowered his voice.

"I'm afraid you can't have a good chat with Shen Shijue, so I'll start fighting again."

"Not impossible..."

Xiao Chen thought about Chen Shijue's unpredictable temperament, and he was a little confused.

"Where is Lao Wu? Didn't you be beaten?"

"No, I saw it just now."

Xiao Yi shook his head.

"He can't see through Chen Shijue now, so he's a little afraid of seeing Chen Shijue now..."

"There is no normal person in this sect."

Xiao Chen curled his lips.

"I said so too."

Xiao Yi agrees very much.

"Old Wu is weird enough, he is even weirder, this cheap uncle."

"Who else can I talk to except Chen Shijue? Zhou Shenjian? Zhang Zhanyu? or Zhao Qiansun?"

Xiao Chen thought for a while and asked.

"Gongyang Chun doesn't need to think about it. This old guy must be a villain..."

"Villain...hehe, I can see it too."

Xiao Yi was happy when he heard Xiao Chen's words.

"I think you can talk to Zhou Shenjian..."

"Zhou Shenjian... OK, I'll think about it."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"By the way, what's going on with Mr. Long?"

"I asked, and he said that there is not so much time left, and the movements on Tianwaitian are getting faster and faster."

When Xiao Yi talked about this, he looked much more serious.

"He may have some channels. He didn't say anything about the specifics, and I didn't ask much."

“Not so much time?”

Xiao Chen frowned, and a seriousness flashed in his eyes.

"When you are free, you can go and ask him again."

Xiao Yi said, patting Xiao Chen on the shoulder.

"Boy, don't be too stressed. No matter what, even if the sky falls, the ancestor will carry it with you."

"Um."

A warm current rose in Xiao Chen's heart and nodded.

"Don't think too much, do what you see first."

Xiao Yi patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder again and walked forward.

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Yi's back, thought of his words just now, and looked up at the sky again.

"God, it's not that easy to collapse..."

Xiao Chen murmured to himself, shook his head, and stopped thinking about it.

Lao Xiao is right, don’t consider what’s wrong. Doing the things in front of you first is better than anything else.

Half an hour later, the funeral began.

After everyone worshiped, Chen Tianming and Luo Changqing's bodies were buried first.

Then, the dead people in Kunyumen were buried one after another.

"In the end, the dust will return to dust and earth will return to earth."

Fatty Chen sighed.

"If you don't go to be a doorman, what are you feeling about here?"

Xiao Chen asked.

“…”

Fatty Chen's face turned dark, and he really treated him as a doorman?
To be continued...