Become the boss from Zhu Xian

In Tian Xiuzhu's original idea, Elder Chunfeng's funeral should be simple and grand, but who would have thought that Wan Jianyi, who could be compared to his own son, would suddenly appear.

The cry was earth-shattering, she hugged the coffin and refused to let go, she insisted on opening the coffin and taking another look at Elder Chunfeng.

Fortunately, He Dazhi was in charge of the whole process of the funeral, and Wan Jianyi was pulled away with unreasonable reasons.

But before he could catch his breath, Wan Jianyi rushed forward like a mad dog, yelling that he would die with Elder Chun Feng.

"The relationship between these two people is so good? Wan Jianyi can't be Elder Chunfeng's son!" Tian Xiuzhu curiously chatted with Tian Buyi.

Tian Buyi glared at him angrily, "You can't just joke around about this kind of thing."

"Elder Chunfeng is Wan Jianyi's uncle, and he is also the one who treats him the best in the entire sect. Back then when the sect dealt with Wan Jianyi, Elder Chunfeng dared to rob the court, and was almost beaten to death."

"Later Elder Chun Feng was assigned to Longshou Peak."

"It's probably the biggest regret in this life that the two sides didn't see each other again before they died!"

On the other side, maybe Wan Jianyi was too excited and accidentally used his spiritual power, which directly knocked over the coffin placed in the center.

The coffin lid fell aside, and the entire coffin was knocked upside down on the ground.

When Wan Jian saw this scene, he didn't pass out, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and cried to apologize for Elder Chun Feng.

He Dazhi's nervous heart was about to jump out at this time, if they found that there were only some rags in the coffin, they would have to kill him!
He wanted to ask Tian Xiuzhu for help, but found that he was sitting in the corner drinking tea, crossing his legs, not to mention how leisurely he was.

Tian Buyi and others gathered around to turn the coffin back, but He Dazhi rushed over to stop it.

"Don't move!"

"What are you doing, fourth?" Tian Buyi looked at him impatiently.

He Dazhi straightened his clothes, and said to the elders of the sect neither humble nor overbearing: "Masters and uncles, although we are cultivators, we cannot escape life, old age, sickness, death, reincarnation."

"So many of the rules at the funeral, we are just like those ordinary people, you don't have to believe it, but you must abide by it."

"Now the coffin has been turned over and the corpse is placed underneath. This is called an upside-down coffin, and the underworld will not accept it."

"If you just turn over the coffin so casually now, then Elder Chunfeng really has no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth."

"This..." Tian Buyi and the others immediately looked at each other, although they couldn't understand, they all put their hands behind their backs, not daring to mention the matter of helping the coffin.

Wan Jianyi held He Dazhi's hand tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw, and at the same time said excitedly: "My nephew, as long as you can let Master Chunfeng go to the ground as soon as possible, I will never let you go." Jian Yi can swear that in the next life, he will treat you like an ox or a horse, and repay your kindness."

He Dazhi complained endlessly in his heart, but his face showed a flattered look, even saying that this is what he should do,
"We are all members of the Qingyun Sect. Elder Chunfeng is not only your uncle, but also my master. We are a family, so it is my duty to send Elder Chunfeng to bliss early."

What He Dazhi said was sincere, and Wan Jianyi was so moved that he couldn't cry.

Even Tian Buyi patted his shoulder with great comfort.

He Dazhi looked at Master's slightly flickering eyes, and suddenly such a picture appeared in his mind.

The incompetent son finally grew into a man of indomitable spirit. The elderly father tremblingly held his son's hand, his lips were murmured, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"I must be crazy!" He Dazhi lamented in his heart.

Instead, tell everyone that the coffin must be buckled for three hours before it can be moved, and not everyone is qualified to turn the coffin over, because during this process, one must not even look at Elder Chunfeng, otherwise his soul will be killed because of Unable to bear the yang energy of a living person, his soul flew away.

After hearing this explanation, Wan Jianyi finally understood that he would never have a chance to take a look at Elder Chunfeng in his life.

He lay beside the coffin, crying like a sad child.

The greatest tragedy in the world is just missing it.

He Dazhi was sweating profusely nervously, ran to Tian Xiuzhu's side, and whispered: "I will take everyone away in a while, so I have to trouble the head of the coffin to put the coffin back."

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Tian Xiuzhu nodded, then gave a thumbs up and praised: "Fourth Senior Brother, your performance just now was awesome."

"Aren't I forced to do nothing?" He Dazhi said with a wry smile, "Elder Chunfeng passed away, and now his body has disappeared. If Wan Jianyi is in a hurry, he will have to smash Tongtian Peak."

After finishing speaking, He Dazhi looked at Tian Xiuzhu with a strange look, because he knew in his heart that there must be something hidden behind Elder Chunfeng's death.

He really wanted to persuade Tian Xiuzhu, because what he said to Wan Jianyi just now was all from the bottom of his heart.

He Dazhi really loves Qingyunmen very much. He hopes that everyone here can get along like a family, instead of being full of intrigue and disunity like it is now.

Although he knew that everything Tian Xiuzhu did was for Qing Yunmen to become stronger.

It's a pity that He Dazhi couldn't feel his love for Qingyunmen from him.

"Senior Brother Fourth, is there anything else you want to tell me?" Sensing his increasingly burning eyes, Tian Xiuzhu couldn't help asking curiously.

He Dazhi opened his mouth, and finally shook his head vigorously and said, "It's okay."

There are some things that are really not up to him to say, no matter in terms of strength or status, the two of them are too different, if they speak at this time, they will only get disgust and alienation.

Because Wan Jianyi stayed here, Tian Buyi and others did not leave. They all knew Wan Jianyi's current situation and the countdown to his life had begun, so they all cherished the time with him.

Three hours finally passed, He Dazhi told everyone to go out with him first, and Elder Chun Feng's body was handed over to Tian Xiuzhu.

Before going out, Wan Jianyi knelt down in front of Tian Xiuzhu, begging him to take good care of Elder Chunfeng and make him lie down more comfortably.

Tian Xiuzhu nodded firmly, while thinking in his heart whether he should let He Dazhi dig up Elder Chunfeng's body again and put it in the coffin.

"Maybe it has already been eaten by wild dogs, so let's forget it." Tian Xiuzhu shrugged indifferently, and using the spiritual power of heaven and earth, he rearranged the coffin in only ten seconds.

Inform He Dazhi to bring him back again, and then led by Tian Xiuzhu, the leader, to say goodbye to Elder Chunfeng for the last time.

It wasn't until the sun went down that the coffin was finally buried in the soil, and the funeral was completely over.

Tian Xiuzhu just wanted to find Xiaobai and ask her to go to the East China Sea with him tomorrow morning, but Suru blocked the door.

"Where are you going?" Suru asked vigilantly.

Tian Xiuzhu touched his belly and said, "I'm hungry, I'll go find something to eat."

"You don't need to go, I've already brought it for you." Suru said, pushing Tian Xiuzhu back into the room forcibly.

Tian Xiuzhu was almost pushed a big somersault by her, and he couldn't help but said with a wry smile, "You are here to question my Xingshi!"

"Boom!" Suru threw the food box on the table, the lid of the box was thrown out, the food was spilled out, and the vegetable soup even flowed all over the floor.

A series of actions all showed that Suru was in a very bad mood at this time, so Tian Xiuzhu immediately put away his smiling face, and stood there obediently like a prisoner waiting to be released.

Suru snorted coldly, folded her hands on her chest, squinted at him, and asked angrily: "Is there any misunderstanding between you and Xueqi? Is it because of the beautiful woman you brought back? The two of you How far has it progressed? How old is she this year? How many people in the family? How many acres of land per person? How many cows in the field..."

Tian Xiuzhu was stunned by the barrage of questions, especially the Guankou, which looked like Yan Chutou, made his scalp tingle.

As for Suru, the more she talked, the more angry she became, the anger was beyond words, and she raised her hand and smashed the table into powder.