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Chapter 21. The Finale of the Funeral

Hu Zongren's roar could be regarded as relieving himself, and punishing Taoist Ma in his own way. Taoist Yao shook his head helplessly, and then waved to a few disciples, who then

The Taoist Ma, who had lost his strength, was pulled away.

That was the last time we saw Ma Daoren. As for his ending, there is no doubt that it must be tragic. But none of us asked about it, nor did we want to know. Ma Daoren has been shrewd all his life, and it is best to fall into the trap.

On his own greed. After his figure disappeared behind the screen, and then dragged his feet on the ground, and the sound he made became more and more distant, Hu Zongren looked at the beams on the top, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to himself

Say, it's over, everything is over.

As a comrade and brother, even though I couldn’t agree with some of Hu Zongren’s previous actions, at this moment I still walked to him and said to him, okay, that’s all you can do, sit down and rest for a while. I

After asking Hu Zongren to find a futon on the ground and sit down, he then walked to Taoist Yao. I said to him, Senior Yao, after struggling for so long, things that were originally simple have become complicated.

, do you still feel that the test you gave us back then was meaningful?

Taoist Yao didn't speak, just looked at me silently. I said, but I still have to thank you. Although I shouldn't be in it, you have always treated me as a Wu family brat. Thank you for your time.

The tests given to us, because these tests make us stronger and more united, we begin to understand how hard-won it is now. After experiencing so many strange things, perhaps living a stable life is what we want to do in the future.

Let's go. Taoist Yao looked at me, still didn't speak, just nodded. I then said to him, I am a small role, please let us go if you dare, Hu Zongren will definitely not join the Xuanyuan Society, I

It's even more impossible. Let us young people go and create our own world, and don't make it difficult for us anymore. Taoist Yao sighed, and then said, the matter is now over, no matter what you say, the result will be the same. Although you have not completed the first

Twenty-four cases, but in my opinion, you have done something even more remarkable. You know how to distinguish right from wrong, and know that good and evil will eventually reincarnate, which is very rare for young people of your age.

I promise you, from now on we will go our separate ways. If you need help from Xuanyuan Society in the future, as long as I am still alive and as long as the people under me are willing to listen to me, then we will definitely help you.

I raised my hands and thanked him. I was not a Taoist, but I did the Taoist ritual this time. I turned around and saw Hu Zongren sitting on the ground with his heart full of thoughts. I didn’t want to disturb him. I thought there would be nothing wrong with him and Mr. Yao.

It was fun to talk. So I had to greet the Shawudao masters who came with Hu Zongren. I walked up to everyone and thanked everyone one by one and shook hands. Some of them felt lucky because they didn’t have to fight with each other, and some

I felt unhappy that I couldn't help even though I came all the way. I couldn't care less, and kept passing out cigarettes and saying nice things. The group of masters in front of me were all betrayed by Fu Qiang.

Hu Zongren is Fu Qiang’s son-in-law. Although we have nothing to do with each other on weekdays, after all, he is kind to us this time. So I kept repeating the words of thanks, because I knew that the group of masters in front of me,

Maybe after today we will never have any contact again, or even remember their appearance.

I stayed here for almost two hours. Master Yao rarely spoke during the journey. Instead, after sitting for a short time, he asked the disciples around him to help him go back to his room to rest. Everything that happened today, I want to do something about this.

The old Taoist priest was a huge blow. We are not people who like to expose people's wounds, so we didn't ask any more questions. However, when leaving, the old Taoist priest Yao said to us that he hoped we could stay in Chengdu for a few more days and let him take good care of himself.

As a landlord, he will be responsible for all the expenses in Chengdu. We politely agreed, but everyone knew that this would be our last time in Chengdu. After all, we have different ways, so we are not compatible.

Conspiracy.

After Master Yao left, the inner hall of the Xuanyuan Hui Incense Hall was occupied by a group of us who were not from the Xuanyuan Hui. The masters of Shawu Tao were each chatting about their own topics, while I was sitting next to Hu Zongren.

Accompanying Hu Zongren, he didn’t say a word during this period. The past few months were neither long nor short. Not only Hu Zongren, but even me, felt as if it was a lifetime ago. Before that, we were together every day.

Guess what the next case will be. Now that the case is over, our lives will return to normal. Although we failed to become the fourth person in history to pass the test of the twenty-four cases, this sudden relief made us

Some are hard to adapt to, some even hard to believe.

So we still don’t know how the people from the White Lotus Sect found the bronze bones we buried in the vegetable field that day, because from that day on, we never met or contacted this group of people. But through

This time, I have a profound understanding of the truth. Don’t offend the White Lotus Sect. Otherwise, the suffering that Taoist Ma will suffer will be terrifying just thinking about it.

Two hours later, it was almost noon, and when I saw the meal, I took the Shawu Dao chefs to an outside restaurant for dinner. Hu Zongren did not follow us, but sat stupidly in the incense hall, continuing

We put on a melancholy look. But when we returned to the Xiangtang after dinner, we found that Fu Yunni and the other masters had come back with Zhao Jing. Two of the masters were injured and seemed to be rescuing them.

There seemed to be a fight when Zhao Jing came to see her. Zhao Jing is no longer the Zhao Jing I knew back then. She has lost a lot of weight and is a lot more decadent. Her hair is messy and her original heroic appearance as a Taoist nun has disappeared.

Even when she saw me, she didn't show any happy expression, but kept sobbing. During this period, Hu Zongren watched helplessly from the side, and Fu Yunni kept hugging Zhao Jing's shoulders to comfort her. I

Asked Fu Yunni what happened to her to end up like this. Fu Yunni frowned and shook her head, saying that she didn't know either. When she found her, they were in two connected rooms in the hotel, and the key on Ma Daoren's body was

, is the outermost door. There was a bald man inside, and Zhao Jing was locked in the back room. The masters quickly clashed with the man, and then successfully subdued the man, and then from the man

I found the key and rescued Zhao Jing. Fu Yunni told me that when she rescued her, she was already like this. She refused to say anything when I asked her. When I opened the door, I saw her sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs curled up.

Crying hard.

I walked to Zhao Jing and knelt down to look at her. Even though her eyes were filled with tears, I could still see bloodshot eyes. The deep dark circles under her eyes seemed like she hadn't slept peacefully for a long time, and her face

There were some scars on my face. I didn’t know whether they were injured by me accidentally or by the man. Considering that Zhao Jing is a beautiful and young woman, I still had some very bad premonitions, but I didn’t ask, Zhao Jing

Jing didn't say anything either.

I discussed with Hu Zongren and said that we should let Zhao Jing go back with me first. Sister Cai will take care of her at home and we will wait until she gets better. But Hu Zongren said, no need, Zhao Jing should go home with them first because of this matter.

After all, it was because of Hu Zongren that he probably thought that no matter what happened to Zhao Jing during this period, it was all because of him, and he was responsible. Fu Yunni also agreed with Hu Zongren, she told me about your family

Sister Cai is not an expert in our industry, so it’s better not to participate. Although my house is not big, I only have a few pairs of chopsticks for more people. Since they were so insistent, I agreed.

After Fu Yunni and the others finished lunch, we started to return to Chongqing. The fight that lasted for so many months finally ended in silence. Taoist Yao wanted us to play for a few more days, but when we stepped out of Xuanyuan Huixiang

When we walked into the hall, it was already a farewell without saying goodbye. Half a month later, Hu Zongren told me that Zhao Jing had recovered a lot, could speak, and was in much better spirits, so he left on his own.

.I asked Hu Zongren, did you ask her? What happened, but Hu Zongren told me that she didn’t tell me. Every time I asked her, she looked irritated, so she didn’t dare to ask anymore. I

He said okay, I'll call her again in a few days.

In fact, from that day on, no matter how I called Zhao Jing’s phone number, it was always in a down state. I even asked someone to inquire about a Taoist nun from the Jingming sect who was more than 10 years old.

, but nothing was found. It was as if she had never appeared. No one knew her whereabouts. It was not easy to find her residence, but she had already canceled the rent. Zhao Jing has completely disappeared from our lives since then. To this day

, we don’t know what she went through during those days when we lost contact with her. And why she escaped from our circle.

Time passed by in a haze, and I returned to the original state. Hu Zongren was in a rising period, so he made a lot of money. But I was living a carefree life. I dealt with Hu Zongren for most of the business I received.

Sharing together is not for anything else, just to relax. Money can't be earned, but compared to money, I need happiness and time to think more.

In June of 2011, I held a wedding and fulfilled my promise. Although my soulful singing in front of the guests made many crazy men and women shed tears, including Hu Zongren, the one who was really moved was myself. Because that time

When everyone raised glasses to greet each other and expressed congratulations and blessings, I suddenly realized that I could give my lover so little sense of security.

Due to the tense situation, the trip to Nepal that Sister Cai and I agreed upon ended up being scrapped. However, we diverted to India to experience how this country with thousands of gods is living as well as us.

It was different. It was considered a honeymoon, and we were both very happy. But when I returned to life from this deep happiness, I found that when I looked back, my shadow did not follow me, but was left far away by me.

behind.

So I told myself that it was time to give myself an explanation.

In November 2011, I chose to withdraw from this trip on Sister Cai’s birthday, because I thought that for her, a stable and stable life might be the best birthday gift. In February 2012, I accepted the trip again.

I got a call from Situ. His voice was a little strange. He asked me, what are you doing? I said nothing, just watching TV. How are you doing?

Situ was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, and then told me that I was not okay.

That day, it was raining heavily. If you didn’t turn the wipers to the fastest setting, it would be difficult to see clearly on the bumpy road in Chongqing. But I didn’t drive that day because my mind was in a mess. If I drove, I would definitely open the window.

. So I took a taxi in a daze, but when I got off the car, I left my umbrella in the car. After getting off the car, I met Hu Zongren and Fu Yunni who happened to get off the car as well. Hu Zongren saw that I was standing in the rain without an umbrella, so

He put the umbrella in front of me to protect me from the rain. Fu Yunni also stood in front of me. The three of us couldn't say a word, we just looked at each other silently. Then Hu Zongren put his arms around me,

Fu Yunni also hugged me and Hu Zongren, and her umbrella had been thrown aside. We three weirdos, regardless of the surprised looks of passersby around us, were soaked in the rain and cried loudly.

Because on that day, Master Tiesongzi left us very suddenly due to a heart disease. The man who had been fighting fate all his life left us just because of a beating that was ordinary to us.

Not in the funeral parlor, because Master Tiesongzi passed away very suddenly. But with the help of many friends and masters, we built a very simple mourning hall with colorful strips of canvas downstairs of Situ's house. Hu Zongren and I made a fuss

Ni made an appointment that we would meet Situ later and told him not to cry or make him feel uncomfortable. Everyone agreed, but when we walked into the mourning hall, we still couldn't hold it in because I couldn't stand a long

In the space, at the far end was an ice coffin that had been used countless times. On one side of the ice coffin, there was an old man sitting with his hands on his knees and his back slightly hunched. He said nothing.

Crying, he just looks very old. Although Situ is not a child with fair hair, he has always been very healthy and energetic. Even if he has declined in the past two years, he will never be the same as before. In a short period of time, he has aged more than ten years.

The feeling of being old.

We stood at the entrance of the mourning hall. The masters outside were sitting and smoking and talking, noisily. But Situ's side was so quiet, like two different worlds. Although I kept trying not to cry, every time I took a step closer, my heart felt heavy.

One point. Tiesongzi is a scattered Taoist in Qixia Temple, so the traditional mourning music is not played on the speaker, but the kind of music that Taoists sing together after they "ascend". But it was just a small one placed at Situ's feet.

The sound played from the small player was jerky, and there was a slight feeling of low battery, and it was full of desolation.

When we walked to Situ's side, we were all already bursting into tears. I rarely cried so hard, and at that moment, my legs felt weak from crying. Situ stood up, patted my shoulder and said, "Stop crying."

There will be such a day. From now on, when the day comes when I leave, everything will be simple and you will be my children. Situ said to Hu Zongren again, Xiao Hu, you are usually so strong, don’t cry. Don’t cry. Wipe your tears.

Well. Hu Zongren was stupid. He told Situ that he didn't cry. Situ said, why is your face wet when you didn't cry? Hu Zongren said, because it rained so hard today.

During the few days of the vigil, I didn’t sleep at all. Hu Zongren stayed with Situ and received people who came to express their condolences. In addition to the masters on the road, many neighbors also came to pay their respects. Although Tiesongzi lived in Situ’s house,

He is usually very popular, he is cheerful and laughs, and everyone likes him very much. After Fu Yunni accompanied her for the first day, she went to my house to accompany Sister Cai, because Sister Cai was pregnant at that time and could not come to participate in the iron ore competition.

Songzi’s funeral, she herself said, was the biggest regret. However, as a family member, I understand the reason why pregnant women cannot attend the funeral, so when I lit lamps and incense for Master Tiesongzi, I said this silently in my heart.

, his spirit in heaven will definitely forgive us.

The wind never ends, the rain never ends. The tree that hugs each other is born at the end of the day, the nine-story platform rises from the tired soil, and a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. I have always believed that everyone carries a story, and

Everyone’s story is wonderful, at least for him and the people around him. No matter how naughty a child is, he will eventually grow up and mature. For both of us, this day came very early and went quickly.

Very quickly, before we had time to enjoy it, it had already walked behind us, looking at our backs, smiling with heart.

The road is still long, so walk slowly!

After the death of Master Tiesongzi, Situ was depressed for a period of time. Then he visited Qixia Temple and began to live there for a long time. After returning to Chongqing, he accepted a female disciple.

The graduation was over. Granny Huang continued her life. She got up early every morning to chant Buddhist scriptures, and then went to the streets to pick up plastic bottles. With the money from buying plastic bottles, she supported a college student from a poor family. Perhaps this kind of plot has become commonplace for everyone.

, but that was her most ordinary life. Fu Yunni began to take over the affairs of Baiju Temple, and on the first and fifteenth day of every month, she helped Granny Huang distribute Great Compassion Water to the people around the Buddha. Hu Zongren

He started his own new endeavor because he wanted to buy his own house in Chongqing. We all lived for the sake of life, which was not fulfilling, but very happy.

In 2013, Hu Zongren’s daughter was born. Her name has three characters, the middle character was given by Granny Huang, and the last character was given by me. I gave her the word “joy” in the hope that she would be safe and happy.

And this man with the outrageous hairstyle is Hu Zongren, a perverse and unusual Taoist who was born in 1979 and is 35 years old this year.

(Complete, complete. Thank you for your 6 months of companionship.)

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Benefits for completing this book:

From the earliest time you got to know me, you have heard of "fu" and heard me mention it many times.

There will be no updates here tomorrow, so let’s treat it as the last benefit for everyone.

Since this cannot be explained in words or deeds, I will only express what I can.

At least I think it's simple and clear enough. Let's take a look at the picture.


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