This natural skill of Sky Eye can be used up to twice a day.
Chi Zao opened his eyes for the second time, and what he saw was a solemn mourning hall!
There are wreaths on both sides of the mourning hall, and in the center is a black lacquered coffin.
Standing next to the coffin was a young man with pale hair and a haggard face. In his arms was a young woman who was crying constantly.
Even with his gray head, Chi Zao recognized him at a glance as Lu Yanjun, Lu Zifan's father, whom he had just interacted with not long ago!
And placed right in front of the mourning hall.
The person in the photo wrapped heavily in white bouquets is none other than Lu Zifan...
The only heir to the Lu family.
dead.
People in black clothes kept coming in to express their condolences. When they walked up to Lu Yanjun and his wife, the most common word they said was condolences.
But Mrs. Lu had already cried so hard that her eyes lost focus.
The only son died.
The heavy pain of losing her son seemed to have deprived her of the right to speak, and all that came to her lips were cries.
The sky above our heads was so dark that there was no trace of white in sight. It was so oppressive and dull that one could hardly breathe.
until--
There was a commotion at the door.
The screen turned and Jian Yichen's parents appeared.
Behind them were a group of fierce-looking bodyguards dressed in black.
The group of people ignored the obstruction of the security personnel outside the mourning hall and broke into the mourning hall directly!
"Mr. Jian, what do you mean?"
Lu Yanjun's face was pale and depressed. He protected his wife behind him and scolded the Janes who broke in.
Jian's father's temples turned white, as if he had aged a lot overnight. His eyes were fixed on Lu Yanjun, glowing with hatred. He raised his hand and ordered the following bodyguards: "Do it!"
The voice fell.
The bodyguards quickly dispersed, grabbed the wreaths in the mourning hall, and began to tear them apart.
Upon seeing this, the Lu family's security immediately joined the fight and stopped the actions of the Jian family's bodyguards.
"No! Don't do this!"
Mrs. Lu cried miserably and stepped forward to stop the bodyguards from taking away Lu Zifan's portrait.
But the bodyguard pushed her away roughly.
Lu Yanjun quickly caught his wife with quick eyes and hands, and stared at Jian's father with red eyes: "Mr. Jian, do you have to do this so brilliantly?"
"I will never?"
Father Jian sneered: "Ask yourself, does your son deserve to be mourned?"
Lu Yanjun's face suddenly changed, and his voice was hoarse and guilty: "He... is just a child, all this... is not his fault..."
"Isn't it his fault? Is it our family's fault?"
A calm person like Jian Congpeng shed tears: "Your Lu Zifan is a child, but our Jian Yichen is not a child? Your Lu family is powerful, one of the four major families, haha, but I, Jian Congpeng, am not afraid, even if I lose everything
I also want to fight with your Lu family!"
Mother Jian's eyes were red, and she snatched the portrait of Lu Zifan from the bodyguard's hand, smashed it on the ground, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Your son is the murderer! He brutally killed our family Yichen! Why did he let him
Others offer condolences to him! He deserves to die, and when he dies, he deserves to go to the tenth level of hell and never be reincarnated again!"
"No!"
Mrs. Lu was distraught and rushed over to hug the photo that fell to the ground, "That's not the case! Our family Zifan did nothing wrong... He didn't mean it! He was murdered! Your family Yichen died tragically, and we
Jia Zifan also died miserably... Even his complete body could not be found... We don't ask for your forgiveness, we just ask you... to let him be buried properly... For Jian You's sake, Jian You...
...I love Zifan very much...just think of me as begging you..."
She knelt on the ground and kept begging in a hoarse voice. She didn't have the slightest image of a wealthy lady.
At this moment, she is just a mother who has lost her child and just wants to keep her son's last bit of dignity.
"You still have the nerve to mention Jian You?!"
Jian's father was so angry that he was trembling all over and glared at Lu Yanjun and his wife: "You Lu family! It's not enough to kill one of my sisters, and now you have to kill my only son! These two accounts, do you think you can get over them with just a few soft words? Impossible!
I swear! No matter what status your Lu family has in Kyoto, no matter how capable you are! I will make you pay a painful price! Come and comfort my sister and son in heaven!"
The conflict between the two sides intensified.
The guests left the venue in panic.
Jian's father said that he would not let the Lu family have an easy time, even if it was the dead Lu Zifan, he would not let it go. With an order, the bodyguards outside brought a large bucket of oil and poured it into the mourning hall.
Lu Yanjun shouted loudly and stepped forward to fight, but he could not stop them from pouring oil on the coffin.
Mrs. Lu cried so hard that she rushed to stop her, but was drenched in oil.
During the dispute between the two sides, the black lacquered coffin was overturned to the ground...
"Zifan... no..."
Mrs. Lu cried uncontrollably and crawled over in panic, grabbing a white cloth to cover the body rolling out of the coffin...
Lu Yanjun's face was extremely ugly, and he immediately took off his suit jacket to cover the bodies of his wife and son.
Jian's father and Jian's mother suddenly froze on the spot.
Chi Zao's pupils shrank and his scalp felt numb...
That's... Lu Zifan's body...?
So so short...
It seems like... there is no lower body...
The screen suddenly disappeared.
Chi Zao's head felt dizzy, his whole body stiffened, his back was wet with cold sweat, and he stood there with an ugly face.
Her heart was beating loudly.
It seemed that even breathing had become extremely difficult.
Chi Zao closed his eyes, clenched his fists, tried his best to restrain himself, and forced himself to calm down!
But it's really nothing.
It was more impactful than seeing this scene with my own eyes, confirming the death of Lu Zifan and Jian Yichen.
She was sure that the person she just saw rolling out of the coffin was Lu Zifan.
Because before Mrs. Lu went to cover it, the corpse revealed Lu Zifan’s face...
She has not forgotten the scene when she first met Lu Zifan. The proud man of heaven was surrounded by others, and others seemed to feel supreme honor even if they mentioned his name.
And such a living person who should have been standing on the top of the clouds, in the picture she just saw, rolled down like a rag doll, defeated and miserable...
That's what's going to happen.
It's reality!
If Lu Zifan and Jian Yichen cannot be found today, this is the end!
An ending that doesn’t even include a whole corpse!
