Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 261 Funeral
The next week will be a calm one. Self-practice, double cultivation, hustle, and gaining experience must be grasped and hard.

His work and rest are very regular, and he even infected the little white fox who has been staying at home for a long time to go out for a walk after dinner.

And Lu Ling's alchemy progress is also advancing steadily, but it is still in the preparation stage.

After all, men and women are different. The core of male alchemy lies in the outer yang, while Chen Ze is not very clear about the way of female alchemy.

Although it is said that cutting the red dragon and breaking the white tiger, but that is appearance, not a skill.

Besides, Dan Dao is profound and profound. After so many years of development, the evolution and perfection of countless sages and descendants cannot be summed up in one sentence at all.

Not to mention Chen Ze who is practicing Chen's inner alchemy, many of the methods and concepts are actually quite different from the traditional arguments.

At least with Chen Ze's thick, ahem, hugging his thick legs, for Lu Ling, the effect of double cultivation can no longer be ignored.

But after all, double cultivation can't replace everything, self-training is the foundation, so he is also deliberately letting Lu Ling lay more foundations, so that he can go further and more openly in the future.

But there will be some turmoil in the calm days.

Today is a big weekend, cloudy, cool temperature, suitable for going out.

In the second bedroom which is used as a cloakroom.
"That shape doesn't fit well, change one."

"How about this one? How about changing to a smaller one?"

"Forget it." Chen Ze simply took off the tie on his chest, "Just don't wear it, it's so serious."

It was said that Lu Ling took the tie and put it aside, then continued to bury her head in front of Chen Ze's chest to help straighten the skirt.

She seems to enjoy the process of grooming her sweetheart.

And in the floor-to-ceiling mirror next to him was Chen Ze, who was all in black, with a neat suit and an extraordinary temperament.

Anyone can wear a suit, but a bad figure is called grooming, and a good figure is called complementing each other.

Standing up like Chen Ze, he looks like a thug in a suit.

"Does it look like an insurance seller?" Chen Ze turned sideways and looked at himself in the mirror.

"No way." Lu Ling smiled sweetly, "This is not a handsome guy."

"Hey!" Suddenly, a surface-to-air missile from the Little White Fox launched a surprise attack.

"Don't mess around." Lu Ling stretched out his hand and pulled the little white fox into his arms and rubbed it, while moving away from Chen Ze.

Several white hairs floated down and wobbled to the floor.

Fortunately, there are sweeping robots, thanks to modern technology.

"Whatever." Chen Ze didn't care much about the clothes, picked up his phone and walked out.

at the door.

"How about I go with you?" Lu Ling asked softly holding the little white fox in his arms.

"No need." Chen Ze kissed her on the forehead, "You don't know her either."

"Practice hard at home, and I'll check you when I come back."

"Um"

"gone."

After leaving the door, Chen Ze went straight downstairs and drove on the road.

Two hours later, under the blue sky and white clouds.

In a temporary open-air auditorium.

"Elders, relatives and friends, friends."

"Today, we hold a rally here to mourn Mr. Liang Yi."

"First of all, I would like to express my sincere thanks to everyone who came to the memorial service. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to say goodbye. At the same time, I also want to express my sincere thanks to everyone who has been here on weekdays."

This is Liang Yi's funeral.

Ouyang Shaoxu on the stage choked up several times during his speech, and he couldn't help crying every time he spoke at an emotional point.

The affection was so sincere that it even infected everyone sitting in the audience, but Chen Ze was not included.

He was standing on the edge of the temporary auditorium, with his arms crossed, his eyes scanning back and forth among everyone like a falcon.

Not only within the seminar, Liang Yi is also highly respected in other circles.

Not many people came, but it involved all aspects.

The most important thing is naturally all the members of the cultivation seminar. At this moment, most of them are sad and in a trance.

The second is the medical profession.

It was only a while ago that Chen Ze found out that Liang Yi was actually one of the founders of Xianyue Hospital. Although the hospital was incorporated into the system later, his status is still there.

No wonder Liang Yi is so idle every day, it seems that he is "doing nothing".

Then there are people from all walks of life, most of whom are elderly.

Construction industry, clothing industry, sporting goods.
He even saw people from Pangea, but they were not of high rank, so they must have just come for a cutscene, so Chen Ze didn't say much.

It seems that Liang Yi has indeed been operating in Shenzhen City for many years, but he doesn't know how he conceals his age.

But Chen Ze didn't care, he was more concerned about the performance of these people now.

Except for the members of the comprehension seminar, the others had different expressions and attitudes.

Some of them also had sad faces, while others didn't care much, and even looked lazily, silently pressing their phones.

Chen Ze can understand the difference between intimacy and estrangement.

At this time, there was clapping applause, and it turned out that Ouyang Shaoxu had finished his speech and walked off the stage.

Then it was the other people's turn to speak on stage in an orderly manner. Chen Ze looked at it for a while, then looked away and turned to the distance.

This is a small square next to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

The roadside is sparsely populated, the trees are green, and the shadows of flying birds pass by from time to time.

Spring is coming.

Without looking at Chen Ze too much, he lowered his head again.

In his hand is a newspaper with a huge circulation in this city, which is publishing Liang Yi's obituary.

The obituary has the time and place of the funeral.

After today, Liang Yi's identity will be completely annihilated in society.

Suddenly, voices came from the communication earbuds. Chen Ze listened carefully, his eyes fixed.

Soon after, no one was on stage, and the funeral moved on to the next step.

Instruments are played.

The sound of the suona was high-pitched, loud and powerful, but it seemed that it did not match the Western-style arrangement of the scene.

Like the whole funeral, it felt like a hodgepodge.

Ouyang Shaoxu arranged all this according to Liang Yi's usual hobbies.

An urn lay quietly in the thick coffin, and Chen Ze put a set of expensive suits in it with his own hands.

That is Liang Yi's favorite brand. It is hand-sewn by a small workshop in Italy and is very valuable.

The coffin lid was closed, carried into the pit, and filled with earth for burial.

The procedures that should be done have been completed, and with the end of the funeral, the sky above seems to have dimmed a lot.

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only a few people still staying in the temporary auditorium.

The sweeping aunts next to them have already started to clean up quickly, but they are very experienced and avoid places where people stay.

"Ouyang." Chen Ze came to Ouyang Shaoxu who was sitting on the chair with his head bowed and said nothing,

"I go first."

Ouyang Shaoxu looked up at each other and nodded.

After a while, Chen Ze returned to the car and rolled up the windows with blackout film.

"A few." He seemed to be talking to himself.

Then a human voice came from the earbuds,
"Three, they all left just now, in different directions."

It was Wang Zhenguo's voice.

(End of this chapter)