According to the time chosen by Master Changmei, a farewell ceremony was held for Cao Yuan on time at three o'clock in the afternoon.
At half past two in the afternoon.
More than 40,000 Longmen disciples and more than 300 guests gathered in the square.
When Ye Qiu fought with the Witch God that day, the square was badly damaged. Qilin led people to rebuild the square.
At the bottom of the cliff, a mourning hall was built.
In the middle of the mourning hall, there was a dark paulownia coffin. Cao Yuan, dressed in Tsing Yi and looking peaceful, was lying in the coffin, surrounded by flowers and green cypresses.
Su Xiaoxiao and Cao Qingcheng, dressed in plain clothes and mourning scarves, knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper money.
Ye Qiu, Qinglong, Qilin, Han Long, Zhao Hu and the bosses from various places in Longmen were also wearing white clothes and standing on both sides of the coffin.
Two forty.
"Amitabha!" A loud Buddha's name suddenly sounded outside the mourning hall.
Ye Qiu walked out of the mourning hall quickly and saw Master Du'e standing outside.
"Meet the master."
Ye Qiu quickly saluted. At the same time, he noticed that Master Du'e looked dusty and his cassock was stained with a lot of mud. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, you didn't come here on foot, right?"
Master Du'e nodded with a smile: "Exactly. Ever since I learned about the unfortunate death of Jiu Qiansui, I left Tianlong Temple and walked all the way here. Fortunately, I was not late."
Ye Qiu was moved.
Tianlong Temple is thousands of miles away from here. Master Du'e walked all the way to here, which is really a deep affection.
"Master, follow me."
Ye Qiu led Master Du'e to the guest seats in the first row and asked Master Du'e to sit down next to Tang Fei.
"Old Tang, help me entertain the master." Ye Qiu ordered.
Tang Fei nodded.
Master Du'e smiled and said: "Donor Ye, you go and do your work first, don't worry about me."
"Yeah." Ye Qiu gave Tang Fei another look.
Tang Fei understood, Ye Qiu was asking him if the God of War was coming?
Tang Fei said: "I never got a reply from the chief."
"I understand." Ye Qiu turned around and prepared to return to the mourning hall. At this moment, a helicopter appeared high in the sky and landed near the square.
Soon, an old man in a wheelchair was pushed out by the guard.
The old man was wearing a military coat and had a serious face, which gave people a sense of oppression.
The appearance of the old man shocked the guests present.
"Oh my God, it's the God of War!"
"Am I right? Is he really the God of War?"
"I didn't expect that his death at the age of nine thousand would alarm the supreme commander of the Hades Palace."
"I heard in the early years that Jiu Qiansui was friends with the God of War. It seems that the rumors are true."
"Quickly give up your seat to the God of War."
"..."
Although these high-level gang leaders and business tycoons have long known the reputation of the God of War, due to their status, they rarely have the opportunity to meet the God of War in real life.
The God of War arrived, and Ye Qiu led several dragon envoys from Longmen to greet him.
"Hello, Chief!"
Ye Qiu stepped forward and shook hands with the Military God.
"I've been delayed by something, so I'm here now. Isn't it too late?" the Army God asked.
Ye Qiu said: "It's not too late."
"Where is Cao Yuan? Take me to see him." said the God of War.
Ye Qiu pushed the military god to the mourning hall.
The God of War looked at Cao Yuan lying in the coffin, with a trace of sadness on his face, and sighed in a low voice: "What a pity."
Everyone was silent.
Later.
The military god burned a stick of incense and said to Ye Qiu: "I'd better go out and sit down. You guys follow the arrangement."
"good."
Ye Qiu pushed the Army God to the guest seat, and when he was about to leave, the Army God stopped Ye Qiu again.
"Wait a minute." The military god waved, and the guard stepped forward and handed a box to the military god.
The guests all around stretched their heads, wondering what was inside the box.
The God of War opened the box, took out a scroll from it, handed it to Ye Qiu and said, "Mr. Ye was shocked to hear the news of Cao Yuan's death in battle. He was very sad. For some reason, he couldn't be there in person. Let me give this to you."
Ye Qiu took the scroll and opened it on the spot, and found an elegiac couplet written on the scroll.
First couplet: A falling star in the sky.
Second line: There are few heroes in the world.
The scene was in shock.
You know, Mr. Ye once held a high position, with one person less than ten thousand people. Even such a big man sent an elegiac couplet to Cao Yuan. How much face does it mean?
Ye Qiu looked at the elegiac couplet and saw that the handwriting was so powerful that it penetrated the back of the paper, and the iron hooks and silver paintings were majestic.
"Thank you, chief. Please help me say thank you to Mr. Ye." Ye Qiu said politely.
Military God said: "It's better to wait until there is an opportunity in the future and thank Mr. Ye in person!"
Outsiders could not understand this sentence, but Ye Qiu understood what the Army God meant and nodded slightly.
The military god gave another signal to the guard.
Then, the guard handed the military god a wooden box again.
The God of War opened the second wooden box, took out a piece of writing and handed it to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu took it and took a look and saw eight big characters written on the rice paper: "Immortal, Duke Cao will last forever!"
When I looked at the signature, there was only one word.
"Don!"
Ye Qiu already knew who wrote this calligraphy, but none of the guests present knew.
"Who wrote this calligraphy?"
"The calligraphy has the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and it can be seen that it was written by everyone."
"The person who can be sent by the God of War is definitely not an ordinary person, maybe he is a big shot like Mr. Ye."
"..."
While everyone was guessing, the God of War said: "This calligraphy is the handwriting of the supreme leader, Mr. Tang."
Wow!
The whole audience was shocked.
No one expected that the supreme leader would actually write an inscription for Cao Yuan. This was both an honor and an affirmation of Cao Yuan's life.
The guests were envious.
"Although Cao Yuan is powerful, in the final analysis he is just the boss of a gang. I didn't expect that his death would alarm Mr. Tang and Mr. Ye. Even the God of War came to pay homage in person. This is not only for Cao Yuan, but also for him.
According to Longmen, it is a great honor."
"Yes, if I die and Mr. Tang can write an inscription for me, then I will die without regrets."
"I really envy Cao Yuan."
"..."
Military God said: "Tang Lao was visiting abroad and was very shocked when he learned the news of Cao Yuan's death in battle. He wanted to return home and visit Miao territory in person, but was delayed by some things."
"In desperation, I had to write eight words and send someone to send it back and ask me to bring it over."
"Mr. Tang also asked me to tell you that you will be in charge of Longmen from now on. He believes that you will do better."
Ye Qiu promised: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang and the chief, I will definitely work hard."
"Yeah." The Army God nodded slightly.
Ye Qiu glanced at his watch and saw that there were still ten minutes left before three o'clock, and then said to Tang Fei: "Old Tang, please sit with the leader for a while, I'll be busy."
"Go." Tang Fei waved his hand.
Ye Qiu and several dragon envoys from Longmen had just stepped into the mourning hall when a loud bell-like sound suddenly sounded outside: "Where is Ye Qiu? Come out and die!"
[The author has something to say]
What is happiness?
It’s about having a smile on your face; it’s about driving home safely;
It’s a happy family;
There is someone to share the joy with when you succeed, and someone to accompany you when you are frustrated;
When you are bored, you can watch "The Miracle Doctor"
Today is New Year’s Eve. I wish all my dear book friends peace, joy and happiness!
