Half a month later, the head of the Zhou family came to see Chen Sheng and told him a piece of news.

"My ancestor passed away at the end of his life. Before he died, he asked me to tell Deacon Chen that there is no need to be too sad."

His mood was a little depressed, but not too sad. After all, his ancestor lived in the Qi Refining realm and lived to be more than 120 years old, so he died a good death.

Since their ancestor left, their family's situation will not be difficult.

The deacon of Yaolu is not a heartless person.

This is what our ancestors said.

The love of incense is here.

"Um!"

Hearing this, Chen Sheng nodded expressionlessly, but if you look carefully, you can see that his face is very tense. If it relaxes, it will be completely unbearable.

His voice was a little dull as he said, "How are Deacon Zhou's affairs arranged?"

When interacting with Deacon Zhou, he had to deal with these issues, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

"Buried in the Immortal Sect, accompanied by Deacon Mo."

In this matter, the head of the Zhou family followed the ancestor's previous arrangements and planned to bury his body next to Deacon Mo.

"Well, the two of them were close friends during their lifetime, and they are buried together after death. It can be said to be a beautiful conversation."

Chen Sheng's eyes became distant, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty-one years passed by in a daze, and the lives of the two old friends disappeared in the wind.

"On the day of the burial, I also asked Deacon Chen to offer a stick of incense."

The head of the Zhou family invited.

"I will."

Chen Sheng nodded, and then said in a sincere voice: "You should put that Qi Condensing Pill away, don't let this fate go down."

Deacon Zhou had planned this for future generations. He didn't want this fate to be wasted.

In this way, he and Deacon Zhou underground will remain silent.

"clear."

Deacon Zhou bowed respectfully to Chen Sheng, then stepped back to make arrangements for his ancestor's funeral.

It is a sunny day, but no matter how brilliant the light is, it cannot dispel the sadness in people's hearts.

The Zhou family, young and old, went into battle with sad faces and low sobs intermittently. They had lost a kind ancestor and the greatest heritage in the clan.

The white flags opened the way and were lined up in two rows, forming a road of life and death in the middle.

Yellow paper was fluttering, the coffin was carried steadily, and the people going up the mountain walked very steadily, not daring to have any accidents.

Chen Sheng followed the Zhou family. He was dressed in plain white clothes and had a calm face, but there was an occasional hint of sadness in his eyes.

Previously, when Deacon Mo was buried, Deacon Zhou was also accompanied by him and Lu Zhu.

This time, Luzhu was sent outside by Fuyunzi. He was alone and felt even more lonely.

"The time has come for burial."

The head of the Zhou family went up the mountain at the right time. When they came to the prepared tomb, the time was just right.

He waved his hand, and eight strong men held the coffin with both hands and placed it in the grave pit little by little.

After it's settled.

Next, it’s time to fill in the soil.

"How many more times do I have to face life and death?"

Chen Sheng watched as the coffin containing Deacon Zhou's body was gradually buried under the soil until it could no longer be seen, forming a small raised package.

After he thought about it, such scenes would be repeated endlessly, and he felt a little tired in his heart.

"Offer incense to our ancestors."

Each and every Zhou family member, after erecting the tomb, spontaneously lit incense and offered incense.

Fireworks were rising in the room, and in front of this new tomb, many Zhou family members dressed in white were kneeling.

"Go well."

Chen Sheng similarly placed a stick of incense in front of Deacon Zhou's grave.

Later.

He took out the suona and started playing it. After experiencing Deacon Mo's funeral, his "Weeping to the Emperor" became even more sad.

It may also be that the feeling of death in my heart has become more and more profound, and when I play it, I feel a sense of sadness.

Woo woo woo...

The Zhou family all cried under the sound of the suona.

Even the steady head of the Zhou family had red eyes.

He looked at the thin young man dressed in white, playing the suona alone, and he felt as if he was very close but yet so far away.

The only thing I felt nothing about was probably two graves next to each other.

Lu Zhu came back two days after Deacon Zhou's funeral.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Her face was full of concern and her breath was uneven. It was obvious that she had just come back and rushed over without even stopping after hearing the news.

"alright."

Chen Sheng said with a smile.

When an old friend passes away, he will inevitably be sad, but he will not be wallowing in negative emotions and unable to let go.

People, look forward.

"I shouldn't go out, so I can stay with you."

Lu Zhu was still a little concerned. Among the outer sect, Chen Sheng had a very good relationship with the two pension deacons.

In the past few years, both of them passed away, which was a huge blow to Chen Sheng.

At that time, if she were here, at least Chen Sheng would not feel lonely.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are not my vassal."

Hearing this, Chen Sheng wanted to laugh. He always felt that Luzhu regarded him as a child who needed to be taken care of all the time.

"Humph, good intentions are not rewarded."

You can also make fun of her.

Lu Zhu was relieved, but it didn't show on her face, her brows were slightly wrinkled, showing an unhappy look.

"My fault."

Chen Sheng immediately admitted his mistake, and then he was a little curious and said: "Is there something wrong with Elder Fuyunzi? I want you to go out."

Luzhu was favored by Fuyunzi and never had to worry about trivial matters. This time she went out, which was unusual.

"It's nothing serious. I was asked to fetch a big medicinal plant. It seems to be used in Yaolu's elixir making."

Luzhu didn't know much about this matter. He just followed the teacher's instructions and went to a certain cave to visit an expert in exchange for a big medicine.

"Big medicine? It's used by Yaolu. Why did you use your connections elsewhere?"

Chen Sheng was suspicious. Yaolu was in charge of the entire outer sect's alchemy affairs. Logically speaking, there was no shortage of spiritual herbs and the like.

This time, even the connections of the elders of the outer sect were used to obtain rare spiritual herbs.

Could it be that they are trying to refine some great elixir and secret medicine?

"Then I don't know."

Lu Zhu shook her head. She was not from the Medicine House, so she naturally didn't know much about these things.

"It should be the order issued by Mr. Shen, the controller of Yaolu."

Chen Sheng made an inference in his mind that this matter might be very important. It involved the elders of the outer sect. He, Xi Fu and others had not received the news. It seemed that it had spread among the senior officials of the outer sect.

In Yaolu, the one who can make Fuyunzi move around is probably Mr. Shen.

It’s hard not to look forward to the work of a second-level alchemist.

Chen Sheng thought that the ins and outs of this incident would soon surface, but unexpectedly, it was as if it had not happened, and there was no news at all.
Chapter completed!