Chapter 912 He is not dead! [Two -in -one](1/3)
"Boss Fang!!"
Feng Xiangdong, Yu Zhongyu Zhongge and others also rushed in one after another. The crowd was excited and couldn't believe it.
But the tears were already rolling down.
Feng calmly shouted: "Everyone be silent! There is such a noise in the center of the mourning hall! Don't disturb the heroic spirits!"
Feng Xiangdong suddenly turned his head, tears rolled down his face. Through the tears, he looked at Feng Congrong, gritted his teeth and asked: "Ancestor, how did my boss die?! Who killed him?!"
Songjing Shuanggao Xuewanren and others in the rain also turned around at the same time. Although they couldn't hold back their tears, the stern look in their eyes was also soaring to the sky.
Even if they were beaten to death, they would not believe that Fang Che was killed in battle!
They knew Fang Che's strength very well. Compared with the old masters, of course he was still a little weaker, but,
For the time being, there are no such enemies and no such crises.
When performing missions in the Guardian Continent, even if Fang Che can't defeat him, he can still escape! They also know how slippery Fang Che is.
So the first thing they asked was: Who killed Boss Fang?!
"Tell them about the process."
Feng Calm looked at Feng Wanshi who came to the scene.
"Yes, ancestor."
Feng Wanshi began to tell the whole story.
The whole process was silent, and everyone listened quietly, with only the sound of tears falling continuously.
But listen, listen...? Everyone's eyes are wrong.
Some people in the team couldn't help but look at two people: Luo Qishui and Chu Qingwu.
These two people, one belongs to the Luo family and the other belongs to the Chu family, they are both families that the other party has completely attacked.
Luo Shishui and Chu Qingwu opened their mouths wide, their expressions slowly changed from the sad and mournful expression when they came in, to one of disbelief.
Then he was completely sluggish, and although tears were still flowing down his eyes, his eyes had long lost all their sparkle, and his face was as pale as a death.
The two young bodies seemed to have lost their souls, leaving only two shells.
The whole process has been read out.
Feng Xiangdong, Yu Zhongge and others suddenly turned around and looked at Luo Shishui and Chu Wuqing.
His eyes were sharp, cold, and unfamiliar.
Like a sharp arrow.
Faced with such looks, Luo Shishui and Chu Wuqing moved their lips, as if they wanted to say something, but then they shut their mouths tightly.
He seemed to have suddenly lost all his energy and energy, and hung his head in shame under the gazes of everyone.
The matter was not done by them, and it really had nothing to do with them.
But their whole family was involved.
The two of them lowered their heads, feeling that they had no shame to face the world.
They stood with their heads down in confusion, still feeling the cold, arrow-like gazes around them.
Finally, I knelt down with a plop and kowtowed several times crazily. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't cry. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't.
"go out."
Song in the Rain knelt in front of Fang Cheling, not even looking at them.
Feng Xiangdong said in a low voice and coldly: "You two, please stop offering incense to Boss Fang."
Luo Shishui and the others got up from the ground. They didn't even dare to look at everyone's faces. They turned around silently and walked out like zombies.
They had no objection.
And I understand Feng Xiangdong’s words very well. What qualifications do the two of you have to offer incense to the boss?
Where is the face?
They walked unsteadily, not knowing what they were thinking.
Even anger, doubt, and confusion could not rise, and my heart was at a loss.
After the brothers in the mourning hall fell into a deathly silence, Feng Xiangdong said in a hoarse voice: "We are mourning for the boss and keeping a vigil. Put away your anger and murderous intent and keep your hatred deep in your heart. Don't show it during the vigil."
Brothers such as Yu Zhongge silently came forward one after another, went to receive mourning robes, wrapped white silk around their heads and coarse linen around their waists, and burned incense in front of Fang Cheling. From beginning to end, they did not say a word, only tears flowed down their cheeks.
A gloomy atmosphere slowly spread.
After the incense burning, Wind Xiangdong, Snow Ten Thousand Ren, Sing in the Rain, Jing Shuanggao, Mad in the Rain, Dongfang Zhe, Talk About Big Things, Meng Wuhen, Fang Qingyun and others automatically divided into two rows to act as companions.
Others burned incense in batches, while some silently looked through the twenty-three items.
Looking at Fang Che's merit list.
Looking at the straight upward trajectory of cultivation.
They all feel sad and sad, feeling that everything in this world is like a dream, full of unreality.
Such a hero, such a meritorious figure, such a genius, was so unjustly killed?
Feng Xiangdong and others accompanied him in front of the funeral, all of them with pale faces.
They never expected that the first news they received after coming out of the trial would be the bad news about Boss Fang!
This broke everyone's heart into pieces.
No one knows that the biggest purpose of their desperate fighting and training is to come out proud and say to Fang Che: "Boss, look at me! Hahaha, look at how much I have improved!"
What he wanted to hear most was even just Fang Che's surprised voice: "?"
With this word, they can jump with joy and be elated. All efforts, all hard work, all life and death will have value.
They have fantasized about that scene for a long time and have been looking forward to it for a long time.
But now—after coming out, I saw the remains of the smiling Boss Fang.
The liver and intestines were so severe that it was beyond description.
Why can't you take a look at your brothers' progress?
Fang Qingyun lowered his head and sat on the side as if he had no bones in his body. He felt that his whole world had been turned into little pieces.
He completely lost all thought.
Explosions were rumbling and rumbling in his mind all the time, blowing all his thoughts into pieces and destroying them into powder!
Bits and pieces of Fang Che flashed through my mind.
"Cousin, actually counting from the back, you are ranked quite high."
"There is quite a lot of room for improvement."
"Cousin, don't trust anyone, you have too many friends."
"Cousin, I don't need these resources anymore."
"Whether you can take good care of your home depends on whether you are strong enough, not on whether you are at home or outside the home."
"Keep your eyes open, your friends will be waiting for you in the distance."
"The road ahead is unknown, just take steps."
"Cousin, if you take good care of our home, I can do whatever I want outside!"
Every word Fang Che said to himself, at this moment, flowed through his mind clearly as if it was about to explode.
Fang Qingyun could even remember his cousin's expression and eyes when he said every word.
Obviously, I can't even recall these things if I try to recall them at ordinary times.
But now, they are all here.
The grief in my heart is like waves in the ocean, never ending.
"Cousin, you have been changing me, and you have been guiding me in a direction, and that direction is a place that I can't reach even with all my hard work-"
"Now I understand what it means that friends will be waiting for you in the distance."
"That's because - only after taking countless wrong paths can a person truly find his own correct path, and those who accompany you on this path are your fellow travelers."
"Cousin, I want to take care of my home and let you roam around outside, but where have you been now?"
Fang Qingyun burst into tears.
He didn't even feel that Feng Xiangdong and others were around him.
In the mourning hall, paper money kept burning and incense candles were everywhere, but Fang Qingyun felt an endless chill.
Then he remembered, does his family know about this? Does his father know? Does his aunt know? Does his uncle know?
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyun suddenly trembled all over.
If they find out, what will happen?
To be continued...