Doomsday Great Rebels

Chapter 37 Funeral
The tax police, one by one, are gone.

"One day, I will destroy your Qingyun Town." "Evil Calculator" - Tan Wulou said word by word, he glanced at the people in Qingyun Town with evil eyes, making everyone's hearts shudder .

"Please." Mei Ling said lightly, and made a gesture to signal the "Evil Calculator" - Tan Wulou to leave.

"Evil Calculator" - Tan Wulou gave Xia Mo another hard look, his eyes were full of hatred, then turned and left.

"Let's start the funeral." Mei Ling sighed softly, and said to Wei Lin.

"Enter the mourning hall." Wei Lin shouted, his voice was loud and distant, and everyone heard Wei Lin's voice clearly.

"People from Qingyun Town enter the mourning hall from the left, and those who are not from Qingyun Town enter the mourning hall from the right. Please pay attention to order and do not crowd and stampede." Wei Lin continued.

"There are three people in charge of this funeral, namely Shi Tian, ​​Mei Ling and me. They are in charge of all funeral affairs. Please be sure to listen to our arrangements so as not to lose courtesy." Wei Lin continued.

"Take care of everything, take care of everything, take care of everything, of course we listen to you." A businessman responded loudly.

"Before entering the mourning hall, please ask people from Qingyun Town to wear filial piety clothes; people from non-Qingyun towns don't need to wear filial piety clothes, just put a small white flower on the chest. You can pay your respects to the relics, and after visiting the relics, please ask the people from Qingyun Town to kneel next to Shoucai’s big head, and not the people from Qingyun Town to kneel next to Shoucai’s small head.” Wei Lin continued.

"Wear filial piety clothes and filial piety flowers." Wei Lin said.

A group of women from Qingyun Town came out, holding stacks of mourning clothes in their hands.

Wei Lin stepped forward, picked up a set of filial piety clothes, and put them on. After a while, he was finished.

I saw Wei Lin wearing a heavy filial piety made of white coarse cloth, with a white coarse cloth trouser skirt inside, a white coarse cloth leg belt, a filial piety robe with a slanted front on the outside, and a pair of sleeveless knee-length girdles outside, and a filial piety belt around the waist.

And on his head, he wears a flat-topped Confucian Chinese hemp crown with a side embellished with hemp.For filial piety shoes on the feet, ordinary shoes are covered with white cloth, and red cloth strips are sewn on the heel.

The style is the same as the clothes on Mei Ling, but the color is slightly yellowish.

The people of Qingyun Town lined up, led mourning clothes one by one, and changed them one after another, but they might not be able to find suitable clothes in a hurry, so they would inevitably change, so the scene seemed a bit messy.

On the other side, people from the non-Qingyun town lined up orderly to receive the little white flowers, and then walked into the auditorium one by one to pay their respects to the remains of Wu Feng and Aunt Liu.

"Which side should I stand on? Logically, I should be on the side of the people of Qingyun Town, but my current identity doesn't match this way of standing. If people know my identity through this, I'm afraid they will It has brought me a lot of trouble, and even my life cannot be guaranteed, won't Guan Lei become suspicious of me?" Xia Mo thought in his heart, hesitating involuntarily.

"But Aunt Liu is very kind to me, and Wu Feng is my life-and-death friend. If I can't even attend their funeral, I will look down on myself." Xia Mo thought in his heart, ready to go to Qingyun Town Renshi side.

At this moment, "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin walked up to Xia Mo's side, pointing at Xia Mo's spine.

Xia Mo suddenly felt a tingling pain coming from "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin's point, and his whole body was paralyzed.

"How does it feel to kill more than 200 tax police officers?" "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin hugged Xia Mo, whispering softly to Xia Mo in an ambiguous tone.

Xia Mo suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and the huge pressure squeezed him firmly, as if he was going to crush him, cold sweat kept oozing from his body, Xia Mo couldn't even feel the tingling arrive.

"Blood Dragon Sun" - Qiao Lin smiled, and blew lightly into Xia Mo's ear.

"The royal blood of the dragon group, there are no more than ten people with this blood in this world, and five of them are like raised deer, bleeding every day for medicinal purposes. Do you want to be like this?" "Blood Long Yang" - Qiao Lin continued to speak softly, and began to caress Xia Mo's body.

"Do you know what is the boundary of Poji?" "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin said, sliding his hand towards Xia Mo's lower abdomen.

At this moment, a warm feeling came from Xia Mo's lower abdomen and spread to all parts of the body, just like the spring breeze melting the ice and snow, Xia Mo's body regained its vitality.

"You just finished tempering your body, and you condensed into a dragon pill. Your talent is truly terrifying." "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin said in surprise.

"What is the boundary of soul success?" Xia Mo asked, grabbed the hand of "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin, and prevented "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin from making the next move.

"Ordinary mutants only have one kind of bloodline, but those who have the boundary of soul inheritance have two or more bloodlines, and can practice two kinds of exercises at the same time. What's even more frightening is that they can use the boundary of soul inheritance Combined martial arts, that is, to combine two bloodlines to develop several new combined martial arts. The power of combined martial arts is more than five times that of martial arts of the same level, but the disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of physical strength, courage, and vitality." "Blood Long Yang" - Qiao Lin blew into Xia Mo's ear softly, let go of Xia Mo's body, and said.

"You are the boundary between the ghost group and the wisdom group, so you know my secret." Xia Mo said.

"It's smart, but you have to know that not every bloodline possessed by the owner of the Pokatsu boundary can be cultivated very strong. In fact, under normal circumstances, how many Some bloodlines, some are strong, some are weak. In other words, Meiling may not know your secret." "Blood Dragon Yang" - Qiao Lin nodded slightly, left Xia Mo, and stood behind the line to receive the little white flower .

"Meiling is also the owner of the boundary between the lion group and the wisdom group, but even if he knows my secret, he won't tell it. I have to trust my friend." Xia Mo thought in his heart, and went to receive Behind the filial piety team.

After a while, all the people standing in front of Xia Mo received their mourning clothes, and it was Xia Mo's turn.

"I want to get a set of mourning clothes." Xia Mo said.

"This strong man, you look very strange. I'm afraid you are not from Qingyun Town?" A woman said, Xia Mo looked at him, and saw that it was Shi Tian's mother—Aunt Zhao Xia Zhao.

"I was born in Qingyun Town when I was young. After I was born, I left Qingyun Town with my parents, so you all watched my birth." Xia Mo said.

"Oh, that's it, then please wear filial piety clothes." Aunt Zhao Xia Zhao said, measured Xia Mo's figure, and gave Xia Mo a set of filial piety clothes.

Xia Mo put on her filial piety and walked into the auditorium. The line was very long and people walked very slowly. The whole line was solemn and solemn, no one made any noise, and was immersed in a sad atmosphere.

Xia Mo walked towards the auditorium step by step, and walked into the auditorium after a while.

(End of this chapter)