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Chapter 23 Arrangements

The burial time was set at three quarters of the hour, and the cemetery was located in Congnan Ridge outside the city.

When the coffin is finally sealed and buried, relatives can see the deceased one last time.

But Lin Yang still didn't arrive in front of the coffin after all.

It's not because he doesn't want to do it, but because the elder brother's body is not complete.

The head was taken away by the human head, and in the final battle with him, it disappeared between heaven and earth and could not be retained.

The coffin was filled with the eldest brother's clothes and jade stones.

Under such circumstances, even if you see her for the last time, you will not be able to see her true appearance, and the form will be nothing.

Lin Yang simply stayed not far away and watched the coffin being buried and finally covered with earth.

He sighed quietly and saw that his father couldn't help but burst into tears, and the second wife, third wife and others who followed him were crying. Some of the Lin family's servants and servants had sad expressions on their faces...

I just feel that this world is quite desolate and cold.

An hour later, the tomb was completely closed, leaving only the last monument unerected.

The workers pulled the thick ropes and used rolling logs to pull the stone stele. After a lot of effort, they finally inserted it into the mortise and tenon gaps carved in advance in the cave. It was very stable.

There are only two inscriptions on the stele written by famous people in the city:

"Father Mu Renli, the tomb of his beloved son Lin Kaoxian!"

Looking at his eldest brother's name, Lin Yang seemed to be able to feel the tenderness in his memory flashing through the scenes. Although most of the memories did not belong to him, the sadness was shared.

Facing the tombstone, he bowed deeply and remained speechless for a long time.

More than half a month later.

The eastern border of Ju State, looking towards Nanling Mountains.

A total of six carriages drove hard on the muddy and winding road, passing through mountains and ridges.

Lin Yang was sitting alone in a carriage, feeling violent shaking, as if the carriage might fall apart at any time.

It has been three days like this since we entered Wangnanling range.

Fortunately, after passing Wangnanling tomorrow, we can enter Scandium Kingdom, and the next road will be much easier.

Strangely enough, when we were in Wanliu City, the weather in April and May was just like winter, cold and wet.

But the further away from Wanliu City, the more obvious the temperature rises.

Now that we have arrived at the border area of ​​​​Ju State, it is already very hot and the grass and trees are withered and yellow.

Lin Yang really couldn't understand these climate changes.

This time when they went to the Martyr City of Scandium, the Lin family's team only brought more than twenty people. In addition to a few servants that they usually call on, Lin Muren also brought several concubines with him.

In his words, even if they have been together for decades, he still can't bear to leave them behind.

Lin Yang had nothing to say about this, except that his father was happy.

In addition, most of the Lin family's wealth was also carried in the carriage, which was enough to settle down in Martyr City.

As for Wanliu City, it was left to the new housekeeper to manage, and he did not choose to sell it, because he would still come back in the future.

There is no need to worry about anyone having a different intention. After all, important property deeds and land deeds are basically carried by Lin Muren. In addition, Lin Muren also has corresponding connections in Wanliu City, so everything can be easily handled.

After another difficult journey, seeing the sky outside the car approaching dusk, Lin Muren called to find a place to rest first.

The journey is long, and horses also need to rest, not to mention people.

Moreover, this mountain road is inherently rugged and difficult to navigate, and the wilderness and wilderness are not suitable for traveling at night, so we might as well start cooking first.

By the time Lin Yang got off the carriage, the servants had already found a place.

It is a very wide and flat grassland, suitable for camping overnight. There is water nearby, and it is convenient to make a fire and cook.

These servants would handle it. Lin Yang went straight to Lin Muren. He wanted to know more about the situation in Martyr City.

The two father and son found a clean weed patch, sat down on the ground, and started talking.

"That good friend is a native of Scandium. I met him many years ago when I was doing business in Scandium. At that time, he had difficulties in cash flow in his business, so I simply helped him..."

Lin Yang listened quietly to his father telling those old stories.

"He sent me a letter a few months ago. Now he is a famous merchant in the Martyr City. His silk business is much bigger than it was back then."

"This time we are going to the City of Martyrdom. I also sent a letter there in advance. He will meet us there."

"If we want to settle down in Martyr City, we must take care of the powerful people in the city. But these are not problems. My good friend will definitely help us make arrangements."

"When you get there, if you want to do something, just do it with peace of mind. If you don't have the ability to do it for your father, you still have some means to make money. If you need funds, just ask."

"arrange!"

Lin Muren patted his chest confidently and said.

Lin Yang had a look of astonishment on his face, almost thinking that his father had traveled through time, so he almost blurted out "Old iron six six six"!

However, this possibility is almost non-existent. He smiled and shook his head. He also felt that his father was also cute. Why didn't he realize it before?

Lin Yang was very satisfied with his father's arrangements. It was great that he didn't have to worry about these things.

When he arrived at Martyr City, he could experience this so-called martial arts place. With his father's financial commitment, he could focus on finding the unique skills he wanted.

"Oh, Celestial Being Sect, wait for me!" Lin Yang had a sneer on his lips.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the distance, which sounded like the sound of rolling wheels. A series of noises came closer and closer to where the Lin family was stationed.

Lin Yang's eyes were attracted.

When he goes out, his senses are always on alert, just to prevent any disturbance.

As for the approaching convoy, Lin Yang had noticed it more than two hours ago, but he didn't expect that they would catch up so quickly, traveling at a speed that was slightly faster than that of the Lin family.

When they were not far away, everyone in the Lin family also noticed this motorcade. Walking on the road they came from, they saw at a glance that there were at least twenty carriages, accompanied by many people, all wearing plain clothes.

"This should be a large convoy of merchants. I'm afraid they are also going from Ju to Scandium for trade. I don't know which city they are merchants from. If they are near Wanliu City, maybe we have business contacts.

"

Lin Muren, as a businessman, has a sharp eye and can determine the identity of this convoy at a glance.

Lin Yang observed it and nodded in agreement.

Everyone in the Lin family looked at the mammoth carriages and horses coming. They originally thought that the caravan would directly overtake the Lin family's carriages and continue on their way.

Lin Muren was ready to ask his servants to pull his carriage and make way for others.

But when he was getting up, the caravan stopped behind the Lin family's carriage.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a short beard and a big belly trotted over.

When he arrived in front of everyone in the Lin family, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the carriages on the roadside, and then showed a haughty look.

"Who is in charge of this little caravan of yours? Come out."

He took out a few banknotes from his lapel and shook them in his hand.

"One hundred taels!"

"Our young master needs to take a rest. You guys need to find another place. It's a waste of such a big place for your small caravan."


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