At this time, family members, relatives and friends lined up to send flowers in turn to bid farewell to the deceased.
The whole scene is full of sadness and desolation, making people feel the fragility and preciousness of life.
"Brother Yue, over there at Crescent Lake..."
"Haha, brother Congsheng, I will definitely help if I can. It's really beyond my ability."
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"Ma Sheng..."
"Hey, Senior Brother Gao, let's not talk about anything else today, okay?"
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Back hall.
Le Congsheng, Gao Gou and others looked gloomy.
Their master had only been gone for less than half a month, and he didn't expect to leave so soon.
The business that was clearly promised suddenly came to a standstill.
And the original industries are also being targeted by hungry wolves from all sides.
The reason for all this is because no one can fill the vacancy left after their master, Elder Niu, left!
"Fuck, it would be great if my cultivation level reached the fifth level!" Gao Gou cursed secretly, with veins popping out from his clenched hands under his sleeves.
"Alas" Le Congsheng sighed, inexplicably thinking of Hong Yuan.
He and Hong Yuan almost encountered the same situation.
But the difference is that Hong Yuan can single-handedly fill the void left by his master.
And he is protecting his "Bai Le Restaurant", which is already quite remarkable.
And in the front hall.
Hong Yuan put down a bunch of white flowers and bowed to Elder Niu's portrait.
Several people from Honghuo Peak behind him also bowed after him.
Jianghu is not just about fighting and killing, but more about the worldly interactions between you and me.
"Is this person Hong Yuan, the master of Honghuo Peak? He is indeed as terrifying as a lion."
"Shhh, keep your voice down. Legend has it that this person can kill a Qingfengpeng Ten Thousand Beast King with one punch. With such a level of performance, he is a person of the same level as the true successor of the Nine Great Fengxi!"
"Hiss - I see, no wonder he can carry the Weapon Refining Hall Linmai on his own. Compared with him, Elder Niu's disciples are all useless..."
Among the crowd, whispers sounded.
No wonder they thought this way, the contrast between Le Congsheng and others and Hong Yuan was too strong.
One party lost the protection of the master and plummeted instantly.
One party also lost the protection of the master, but it is prospering.
With such a comparison, you can instantly understand how important it is for a force to find a suitable heir to the force!
"Senior Brother Niu, I would like to express my condolences."
"thanks, thanks."
After Hong Yuan said some words, he retreated to the rear with his men.
At this moment, Hong Yuan took a serious look at the main hall.
Shameful!
This is his first impression.
I'm not talking about the objects in the temple, but the people in the temple.
You must know that Elder Niu is a being who can initiate the catastrophe of sainthood and immortality. He is also ranked among the best among the elders. He is also a being who can control the wind and rain and control the thunder.
However, in the main hall now, there are very few fourth- and fifth-level cultivators, and most of them just go for a scene and then stay away.
But there are very few people who are as good at etiquette as Hong Yuan!
"Perhaps this is why Master would rather die of old age than attack the Holy Realm."
"This catastrophe of becoming a saint and ascending to an immortal is really a narrow escape for ordinary warriors——"
Hong Yuan pursed his lower lip lightly, feeling something in his heart.
Since the last heart-to-heart talk between master and disciple, he also learned about their past.
Except for the third senior brother Zhu Wushang, whose qualifications are slightly mediocre, the first senior brother and the second senior brother are all top-notch talents.
Unfortunately, both the eldest brother and the second brother died tragically in the "Tribulation of Sainthood and Immortality".
The master was afraid that he had seen too many scenes of people like this taking advantage of the situation, so he finally gave up on attacking the holy realm.
A quarter of an hour later.
Hong Yuan and others left the front hall and headed towards the back hall.
"A Yuan, I really did not misjudge you." Le Congsheng said with emotion.
"Uncle Yuan." Le Si Tang Jian, a half-year-old boy, shouted loudly.
"Oh? Si Tang is here too." Hong Yuan picked up Le Si Tang.
Lesi Tang is the first child born to Le Congsheng and Tang Baiwei. The name means "Le Congsheng misses Tang Baiwei."
He is a very aggressive little boy with a somewhat naughty temperament.
However, no matter how naughty he was, Le Sitang would always become very reserved when faced with Hong Yuan, a powerful and powerful "uncle".
Le Congsheng was watching the interaction between Hong Yuan and Le Sitang.
He recalled the recent difficulties, and inexplicably, the idea of ​​clinging to Hongyuan's power was born.
And this thought becomes stronger, more deeply rooted, more suppressed, and the more intense the resistance becomes.
According to his character of being happy with revenge when he was young, he was unwilling to cling to Hong Yuan.
However, he single-handedly expanded the "Bai Le Restaurant" into the famous "Bai Le Restaurant" within Fengxi Sect, and his character was inevitably tainted with the businessman's philistine side.
"Ayuan, I think Si Tang and you are quite destined. Do you want to be Si Tang's adoptive father and kiss him?"
Le Congsheng suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and forced out a smile.
"Adoptive father!?" Hong Yuan frowned slightly, "I'm not very suitable. Senior brother Gao Gou is more suitable to be Si Tang's adoptive father..."
He is indeed not suitable to be Le Sitang's adoptive father, and he has no interest in being someone else's adoptive father.
Now he is no longer alone. No matter what he does, he must proceed from his identity as the master of Honghuo Peak and take the overall situation into consideration.
Le Congsheng still wants to say something.
But the next moment, Le Congsheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he trembled all over. A chill shot up from his spine to the sky. His scalp was numb, and he woke up completely. He didn't say anything more.
Le Congsheng looked sideways and immediately found that several major cultivators from Honghuo Peak were staring at him with unkind eyes, implying contempt.
After such an experience, Hong Yuan no longer had any interest in chatting.
After finding an excuse, Hong Yuan left with his men.
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At dusk.
Hong Yuan arrived at Baishuang Stone House and took over Lin Yiru's responsibility of taking care of Lin Daoyan.
At this time, Lin Daoyan was lying on the wooden bed, staring blankly at the green bamboo ceiling, seeming to be recalling his past.
Lin Daoyan's body exuded an extremely unpleasant odor, but Hong Yuan remained calm.
Beside the bed, Hong Yuan sat quietly on a wooden chair.
He soaked the towel in a redwood bucket filled with warm water, took it out, wrung it out, and then wiped Lin Daoyan's body seriously.
"Ayuan..."
To be continued...