The lotus rolls and jade flashes crystal light, the west wind is cool all night. The sound of geese formations is silent, and the date red dots of osmanthus flow fragrance.

The cool breeze has arrived, the white dew has just fallen, the chill has not chirped, and the yin energy has gradually become heavier, and the wild geese and mysterious birds have passed by in groups, migrating from north to south.

Overnight, white cloth wrapped around the mansion, bright lights burned, incense and paper burned, and sobbed. Before the morning court, Ye Yunhai went to the palace with mourning clothes, and soon a message spread throughout Luoyang City.

The veteran general Ye Zhengru has returned to heaven!

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves!

Although I had heard that the old general was ill recently and had been lying in bed, someone saw him go out yesterday, so why did this person leave today?

I lament that there are people who have been in the military for the rest of my life, and regret that there are people who have suddenly passed away. There are many people who are doubtful about this matter, but this cannot change the fact that the veteran general is indeed no longer there.

Especially for the palace and outside the palace, the most urgent task is no longer why the old general left so suddenly, but how to deal with the funeral. The funeral is only a small matter, and the most important thing is the army of 200,000.

Within half a day, there were pigeons flying over Luoyang City.

On the same day, a small earthquake occurred in the northwest of Luoyang City. If someone is interested in carefully inspecting it, he will find that the epicenter of the earthquake was the Dragon Vein Imperial Tomb of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

There was only a slight tremor in Luoyang City, and no casualties were found. Naturally, the people were not careful to care. If an earthquake was an earthquake, it would be an earthquake. What else could it do? But for some people, this is not an earthquake.

Shortly after the earthquake.

Shushan, the gate of the mountain was wide open, and a group of twenty-eight people walked northwards with swords covering their swords.

The Hundred-Foot King's Court of the Great Yan Kingdom, a young man wearing animal skin, barefoot, stepped on grass, and went south.

The bone-burning sword tomb in Kushan was filled with sword energy. Then, ten swords flew out on their own and landed in front of the ten sword-training boys.

At the Liufo Temple in Yinshan and the Tzu Chi Palace in Yangshan, the morning bells and evening drums are ringing, and a group of monks and Taoists are accompanying the sound of going down the mountain.

There are also Yijian Tingyu Pavilion in Nanyue, the ancestral courtyard in Yunzhou, Jingzhai in Huaxiang Valley, and even the five divisions of Fenglei Water Volcano of the Demon Clan, including the entire Qingqiu sect that can be named, all sent out disciples.

These sects are spread all over the country, with different starting points, but the end points are surprisingly consistent, all of which are Dragon Vein Imperial Tombs.

On the same day, when Qian Shuxiao saw everyone away and was about to close the gate of the gym, an old man suddenly broke in. He walked staggeringly, breathing rapidly, and his face turned pale. Qian Shuxiao knew this person, who was the old housekeeper of the General's Mansion, who served Ye Zhengru in close proximity for half his life.

The old man seemed in pain. After seeing Qian Shu laugh, he grabbed his arm hard and opened his mouth as if he was about to say something.

"Are you looking for Ye Que?" Qian Shuxiao said with a guess.

The old man nodded vigorously.

"He is in seclusion, and I'm afraid he can't see anyone." Qian Shu smiled and shrugged, "I see if you feel uncomfortable, why don't I find a doctor for you?"

The old man shook his head and refused without thinking, then frowned, his chest began to fluctuate rapidly, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to purple, as if he was about to lose his life. At the last moment, he took out a jade pendant from his arms, "Tell Ye, He, He Zu..."

Holding Qian Shuxiao's hand, the old man didn't finish his words, and only said five words. Suddenly, a flame burned into the chest, a ball of black flame. The black flame burned the old man to ashes in one breath.

The corpse remains.

There was no time to even call for help.

Qian Shu stood there with a smile on the spot, "There was a living person the first second, but the next second it turned into ashes!"

"Jade pendant?"

"Hezhang?"

"What the hell is going on?"

A living person disappeared in front of him. For Qian Shuxiao, it was impossible to not touch him, but what should I do? Report to the official? Qian Shuxiao gave up without thinking. He is not an ordinary person. At present, Luoyang City is surging, and if you are not careful, you may be doomed.

Ye Zhengru just returned to heaven last night, and his personal butler died in front of him today.

How to explain this?

Even the lotus is spitting out.

Qian Shuxiao didn't dare to make decisions without authorization, so he could only hope that Ye Que would wake up soon.

The funeral at the General's Mansion was held step by step. The entire Ye family army, from the commander to the lieutenant, returned to Luoyang one after another, just to see the old general off.

The huge general's mansion has been crowded these days, with the night like day, with sorrow and joy roaring, and yellow paper all over the sky. The posthumous title given by His Majesty himself, the two words "Zhengyi" are engraved in the center of the tablet, "Commemorating the position of Ye Zhengru, the general who protects the country, the loyal and righteousness."

The funeral lasted for seven days was held in a grand manner, and the court also gave enough face. The prince and the second prince came to pay tribute to His Majesty the Emperor. The entire funeral was specially approved to be held in the prince's specifications.

The first seventh period of salvation even invited monks from Qingyin Temple in Luoyang and half of the temple.

The Buddha's voice kept coming.

The next morning.

The seven-day mourning period has ended, and wisps of drizzle have fallen on Luoyang City.

Crying with raindrops, white paper reflected on yellow paper, the general's mansion slowly set off amid a burst of sorrow and music, and headed towards the Ye family's ancestral tomb in the west mountain outside Luoyang City.

Ye Yunhai walked in the front of the team, his eyes were red and his face was full of sorrow, but there were no tears in the corners of his eyes. Behind him was Xiao Huating, holding the rope of the hearse in one hand and covering his face with the other hand, as if he had cried into tears, and his mouth was still chanting the elegy of the "Shappy Dew".

The entire team set out from the General's Mansion, followed Yong'an Street, crossed the Changsheng Bridge, went out of the west gate, and entered the ancestral tomb. The journey was not short, but the team was even larger. When Ye Yunhai walked to the Changsheng Bridge, the end of the team had just left the mansion.

The people in Luoyang City had known the funeral of the old general today, and many people were waiting on both sides of the road early. The old general had been in the army for life, living through life and death for the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and protecting the health of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Everyone saw it and remembered it in their hearts. Now that the person has left, he has sent it to him personally, and he has done his best.

Tianmen Taoist Hall is located next to Yong'an Street. When the funeral music just came, Ye Que happened to wake up.

For seven days and seven nights, Ye Que swung 67,200 swords and shattered 67,200 seal scripts, and finally finished the path of spiritual communication.

When Ye Que opened his eyes, spiritual energy gushed out.

In the corner of the house, there was a flower pot. Originally, Qian Shuxiao just threw a seed of a flash of cereus into it. At this moment, the seeds in the flower pot grew rapidly, sprouted, had branches and lush leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally bloomed, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

A flash in the pan.

Ye Que smiled slightly.

Close your eyes, and the spiritual power around you suddenly stagnates. When you open your eyes again, the spiritual power around you instantly retracts back into your body.

Looking inside the Heart Gate, between the spiritual sea and the snow-capped mountains, a small Tianyuan Spirit Core jumped thunderously, as if full of infinite vitality.

In seven days, Ye Que entered the spiritual world after acquiring the day.

(The first update today.)
Chapter completed!