I am in good spirits

Chapter 252

"Get rich by raising the coffin, Qi!"

"Don't look back when things happen, filial sons follow, and send the last journey of life for Master Hai." The priest who presided over the funeral ceremony glanced at the old city lord beside him, sweating coldly and biting his scalp as he shouted for the funeral ceremony .

He has never done such a weird funeral ceremony since his debut. If he were an ordinary priest, he would draw his sword and physically suppress it, and continue to do business to make money!
But the bosses in front of him could kill him with a single blow, and the old man didn't dare to stuff the old city lord who was standing sideways watching the play into the coffin for a forced funeral.

According to the process of the sacrificial ceremony, the ancestor of the Hai family walked at the front of the funeral procession, and Hai Qizhi, Elder Hai and Hai Ling'er were in the second row to form the head of the funeral procession, followed by the farewell wreath and food jars The team, and then the members of the law enforcement team responsible for carrying the coffin of the old city lord and a group of mourning internal staff of the city lord's mansion.

The Hai family went out first without looking back, the second team of seeing off pedestrians followed the guides, the coffin followed by the filial son and the accompanying mourning members, and finally those who came to see the old city lord off.

A group of people walked towards the newly built Crescent Bay Wharf with great momentum, a straight road without detours, and wished the deceased not to get lost in the Netherworld until reincarnation.

"Oh shit."

The old city lord who was at the end of the funeral sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, the patriarchs of the various factions in Yuhai City beside him were all speechless, not knowing how to speak so as not to appear abrupt.

"Old city lord, you are not staying in the city lord's mansion, why come here to join in the fun!"

Bai Jin, who came to see you off, was covered with black lines, looked at the old city owner who was shaking his head and said, "Look at the residents of Yuhai City who are seeing you off on both sides, they are all scared and ran away. What are you doing for fun!"

I joined in the fun and talked about the past, but what was your situation at the time, and now you are going to a funeral!
In the mourning hall, what you said about yourself in the mourning hall was sound. As a result, you ran out without a hood when your body was buried.
"Hey, little friend, what you said is wrong, old man, old man"

As he spoke, the old city lord himself got stuck and showed embarrassment on his face: "Isn't this fun! My body is an old urchin, and the old man, as his incarnation, is naturally unavoidable."

"Wonderful." Tunyin complained, "It's not safe to die. It is worthy of the name of the founder of Yuhai City."

The old city lord was originally a second-generation spirit sword sect immortal, but because of his rebellious love and freedom, he came out to develop independently. Tun Yin was beating around the bush and scolding the old man for being deviant and irrelevant.

The atmosphere of the funeral procession was strange, and there were people flying around, and even the mourners couldn't cry. In the final analysis, it was all because of the incarnation left behind by the old city lord.

Tun Yin really did not make a mistake in scolding, the bad old man would never do anything about human affairs, and he would make a good funeral and make it red or white.

"Hahaha, the old man is determined to participate."

The old city lord smiled without answering, and dismissed the matter with a sloppy eye.

It was his fault for forgetting to come out with the hood on, but he wasn't here to participate.

"There is no difference between ordinary funeral ceremonies and ordinary people."

After walking for more than an hour, Bai Jin couldn't help trying to seduce Tunyin's desire to chat through sound transmission.

He originally thought that the funeral of the old city lord would be quite interesting, after all, he put his cultivation base there during the cave period, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he has enemies all over the place all his life.

It's normal for a sea beast boss to drive [-] to [-] sea beasts to disturb the funeral, but now you can already see the water polo-shaped sacrificial monument erected in the center of Crescent Bay. It is still cloudless and calm, not like watching a show.

"Death is like a lamp going out, silence is normal"

Tunyin opened his voice and said: "We are just going through the motions and it will end soon, just bear with it, and the next thing will have nothing to do with us."

"The old city owner should think about what to do in the tomb, otherwise he shouldn't be accompanying him"

Funerals in the comprehension world are indeed no different from ordinary people, but the place where everyone lives is different.

The bosses don't sleep in coffins. Earth immortal monks like the old city master have long built a mausoleum for themselves that will hardly be disturbed.

Seeing off the old city lord was only sent to Crescent Bay, and the mausoleum where the old city lord's clothes were actually buried was not here.

If anything happened, it wouldn't happen on the first leg of the journey.

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Looking at the Crescent Bay Square, Bai Jin watched the Hai family and his party pass through the sacrificial stele, leading the coffin to pass through as well. The gilded real name of the old city lord slowly appeared above the sacrificial stele: Hai Junxu.

Passing through the coffin is like activating the sacrificial stele. A large amount of gilt liquid flows out from the base, forming densely packed small characters to form the names of the victims, floating and floating in the sacrificial stele similar to crystal texture, for the residents of Xinyuhai City to use. Public memorial service.

The Hai family's group didn't stop, they controlled the old city lord's coffin and walked all the way to the seaside. A crystal fairy boat docked at the port fell down the gangway, received the Hai family's group and the avatar and began to lift off.

In the blink of an eye, the crystal fairy boat turned into a beam of light and disappeared, heading directly to the mausoleum in the deep space of the universe.

In the cultivation world, it is very difficult to find no man's land, but any monk who has some skills and doesn't like to be disturbed after death will choose to build his tomb in the universe.

Of course, there are also some built on the ground, looking for a lone ranger monk who is destined to teach a secret method so that his spiritual will can be passed on.

But most of them will choose the universe, for fear that they will have no peace after death and will be poached.

The most arrogant mausoleum Bai Jin has ever seen is undoubtedly the burial place of the Xingluo Immortal Sect's past dynasties. It was built in low-earth orbit and slowly circled the planet, blatantly looking down on the entire cultivation world, but no one dared to shoot it down.

The emphasis on random death in the life of monks completely conforms to the saying that life and death are determined by fate and wealth in the day after tomorrow.

"?!"

Jinlin slowly made a question mark, turned to the side and lightly pulled the sleeve of Bai Jin's sleeve and said in surprise: "Just now, the direction of the fairy boat seems to be the vast starry sky?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Bai Jin looked at the stunned Brother Jin strangely: "Isn't it normal to be buried in an uninhabited starry sky after death? In this way, after the monk dies, he doesn't have to worry about his body being defiled by thieves."

Cultivators at the level of earth immortals are not even living beings. As long as the corpse is not damaged, it can remain immortal, and it can also hide the traces of practicing secret methods and some encounters in life.

Burying into the starry sky is not common in the cultivation world, but it is not a secret thing.That's why she was suspicious of Jin Lin, and Zhu Fu and Yu Xueqing all showed puzzled expressions.

"Jin's family is poor, and he is ignorant." Jin Lin saw the strange expressions of his friends, and immediately shut his mouth, knowing that he was asking a question that would only be asked by an idiot.

She originally thought that after everyone died, they would lie in coffins and cover them all in the same way. At most, there would be some differences in the size of the mausoleum and feng shui.

But it never occurred to me that it was completely different, even the place where the mausoleum was built was different.

For a child like her who is rejected by the sky, she probably can't even sleep on a small board!

"Brother Bai."

After seeing off the funeral coffin and leaving, when returning to the city lord's mansion, Jin Lin suddenly called Bai Jin.

Seeing the death of such a powerful monk, the old city lord, Jin Lin suddenly felt a little emotional. Death is the ultimate problem that monks have to face.

Everything will perish eventually, Jinlin felt that the probability of dying due to her bad luck was extremely high, and she didn't think that she could lie in a tomb with no stars in it, that thing was unrealistic and hopeless.
"If I'm unlucky enough to take the first step in the future, I'd like to ask Brother Bai to give me a coffin with boards and a cover. I believe it's not difficult to make a coffin with Brother Bai's wooden method."

"Forehead?"

Bai Jin stared at Jin Lin in astonishment for a moment, and burst out laughing the next second: "Brother Jin hasn't even started the banquet yet, why are you so drunk?"

"The coffin is impossible. If you are really unfortunate enough to die, I will tell you, and I will wrap you in a mat! I don't want to leave you in a mat after death, so I will work hard to practice by myself. God, I grabbed it by the collar and questioned it How can I be so unlucky!"

"If it doesn't tell you, just fuck it up!"

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(End of this chapter)