A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 742 Funeral
Saturday, overcast and rainy.

A long line of black umbrellas shuttled through the wet street. Countless people dressed in neat black suits and black top hats silently surrounded the heavy black coffin in the middle of the line.

Alfred pursed his lips tightly, and sometimes glanced at the black coffin in the middle of the team, and sometimes at the small black figure in front of him, with faint worry and sadness in his eyes.

No matter how smart Bruce Jr. appears to be, he's still just an eight-year-old boy who just lost his parents.

At this moment, facing his biological parents who were about to be buried, little Bruce's eyes couldn't help turning red. Tears swirled in those clear sky blue eyes, but they never fell.

At the end of the line, Lin Yi wore a black suit and attended the funeral of the Wayne couple in a low-key manner with Steve and Diana, who were also in black.

Except for Alfred and Bruce who personally received Lin Yi, no one knew that Lin Prince, who was very popular recently, also came to the scene in person.

This is a joint decision between Lin Yi and Bruce, and he doesn't want to overwhelm the host.

Not long after, a long black dragon-like team entered the cemetery of the Wayne family.

There are luxuriant and lush trees everywhere, standing among the tombstones of the members of the Wayne family like the spirits reborn after death.

A silent and sad atmosphere slowly spread in this dead land.

Little Bruce finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the black umbrella and grabbed Alfred's sleeve, tears slid down his immature cheeks like a bank, and fell to the ground mixed with rain.

Lin Yi sighed slightly, walked through the crowd silently, and came to Bruce Jr. when no one noticed.

"Don't be sad, your parents have ascended to heaven."

"...How do you know?"

"I just know it."

Looking at the tearful little Bruce, Lin Yi sighed again, a faint golden light flashed in his right hand, and then gently stroked his eyes.

"……gentlemen."

Alfred frowned slightly.

Lin Yi shook his head, then let go of his hand.

"I know you don't believe me, so see for yourself."

A low and gentle voice echoed in Little Bruce's ears.

Bruce Jr. opened his eyes in bewilderment.

In an instant, his pupils narrowed to the extreme, he stared blankly at the black coffin in the middle of the line, and then looked towards the sky as if following some invisible guidance.

In the next second, little Bruce suddenly looked back and grabbed Lin Yi's sleeve anxiously.

"Sir, it's the dark cloud, it's blocking that golden road!"

"Don't worry, the cloud didn't block that way, it just blocked your view of heaven."

Lin Yi whispered, leaned down, put his hands on little Bruce's shoulders, and then pointed to the sky gently: "If you don't believe me, look..."

"..."

Little Bruce raised his head in a daze, and followed Lin Yi's finger to look at the dark cloud.

In an instant, the dense dark clouds receded to the sides as if swept by a strong wind, and soon revealed the sacred place behind with holy golden light, and two golden figures walking on the stairs.

Little Bruce watched this scene obsessively, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help falling again.

Seeing this scene, Alfred couldn't help frowning, because in his eyes, there was nothing in the sky, only the annoying clouds all over the sky and the troublesome drizzle that never stopped.

"gentlemen……"

Alfred showed hesitation. He wanted to know what Lin Yi had done to his young master, but he didn't want to interrupt little Bruce who was happy and sad at the moment.

Lin Yi didn't pay attention to his actions, and instead stretched out his hand to cover little Bruce's eyes again.

Little Bruce was startled for a moment, and anxiously grabbed Lin Yi's wrist.

"Sir, please let me take another look! Just one look!"

"No, the gaze of your loved ones is like gravity, it will tear your reluctant parents off that road, and once you fall off that road, there is only one ending waiting for your parents, that is to fall into hell !"

"You don't want to see them fall into hell because of you, do you?"

Lin Yi's calm and serious words echoed in Little Bruce's ears.

Little Bruce fell silent, then suddenly raised his hand after a long time, wiping away the tears on his cheeks.

"That's right." Lin Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Hold your chest up and accompany your parents through this final journey. This is the greatest help you can give as a son."

Little Bruce nodded resolutely, took Lin Yi's black umbrella and started walking again.

Alfred frowned tightly, and walked beside Lin Yi one step behind his young master.

"What did you do to Master Wayne, hypnosis? LSD?"

Alfred lowered his voice and asked in Lin Yi's ear.

Lin Yi glanced at him lightly: "I will interpret this sentence as thank you, so you are welcome."

Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and started to follow the team.

Diana and Steve also followed closely behind him, but when they passed by Alfred, Steve whispered out of kindness: "Don't think that what you see is all, the world is big, big beyond your imagination."

After speaking, Steve patted Alfredo on the shoulder, gave him a look to let him experience it, and then quickly caught up with his wife wearing a black veil.

Only Alfred was left stunned in place.

Finally, the continuous drizzle in the sky stopped.

The funerals belonging to Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne are also over.

After the accompanying guests gradually left, Bruce Jr. also calmed down, then found an excuse to avoid Alfred, and found Lin Yi standing behind a certain pine tree by himself.

"who are you?"

Little Bruce looked at Lin Yi seriously.

"I'm your future master." Lin Yi also replied seriously.

"..." Little Bruce frowned and said with his neck up, "Alfred thought I was hypnotized by you, but I don't think that's the case. I think you really let me see my parents and heaven."

"is it?"

"Yes."

"That requires you to find the answer yourself." Lin Yi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, "Now, go home obediently, and come to Prince Manor with your housekeeper at 9 am tomorrow, and I will Prepare all the formalities for applying for a guardian."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed little Bruce's head, then turned and walked outside.

Diana and Steve stood not far away. Seeing this scene, Diana couldn't help curling her lips, and looked down at the little black cat in her arms with a lazy expression.

"Little Mo, it's been hundreds of years, why do I still feel jealous of being robbed of favor?"

"How do I know?" The little black cat rolled his eyes, "If this makes you jealous, then I'm sorry, brother has three good apprentices before you!"

"..." Diana's expression froze, and then she showed a dangerous smile.

……

……

That night, in the study of Wayne Manor.

Little Bruce sat on the seat that belonged to his father in the past, his immature face was constantly flickering in the beating candlelight, and his expression couldn't tell whether it was calm or sad.

"Master Wayne, it's time to go to bed. We have to go to Prince Manor tomorrow."

"I see."

Little Bruce came back to his senses, looked at Alfred who appeared at the door of the study at some time and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Alfred, I'm fine."

"..."

Alfred was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Master Wayne, you know, I am someone you can always trust, so if you have anything to say, just come to me."

"If I had, I would."

Little Bruce nodded, with a serious look on his immature face.

Alfred showed hesitation, but seeing Bruce Jr.'s serious expression, he nodded, picked up the cold tea on the desk, turned and walked out of the study.

After Alfred left, Bruce Jr. was dazed for a while, but soon as if he had made a decision, he reached out and opened the penultimate drawer on the right hand side, and took out a plain white envelope from it.

"This is the will of the deceased Thomas Wayne.

I hereby declare that upon my death, my son, Bruce Wayne, shall inherit all of my belongings.

Bruce, I ask that you honor the Wayne legacy and work to improve the city of Gotham, both institutionally and in the lives of its citizens.

Please be strong.

You are young, but you are destined to accomplish great things. Please seize your opportunities, use these opportunities to give back to our city, and change the lives of millions of people.

Don't squander this wealth, don't waste it on sports cars, outlandish clothes, and a self-destructive lifestyle, invest in Gotham, treat people like family, take care of them, use this wealth to protect them from forces beyond our control Harm.

What I regret most is knowing that you will grow into a good person, but not being able to witness it with my own eyes.

Finally, my son, I ask you never to let this city run its course.

We've had dark times, and there's no doubt there will be more of them, but when others turn and run, it's time for the good and the great to stand in Gotham!

Even in death, I still love you forever.

your father,

Thomas Wayne"

(End of this chapter)