Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 136: The funeral begins, looking for the immortal!

A week later.

At the top of Mount Tai.

The top of Mount Tai today is a little different.

White strips of cloth were hung everywhere, and the air was filled with a sad atmosphere.

There is no other reason.

Today is Zeng Qiang’s funeral.

The funeral venue was at the top of Mount Tai.

A week ago, a small earthquake occurred near Mount Tai, causing casualties.

And this casualty situation is Zeng Qiang.

In that earthquake, only Zeng Qiang died, and nothing happened to the others. At most, they suffered skin injuries.

As soon as this happened, the relevant departments in charge of Taishan immediately launched a rescue operation against Zeng Qiang.

But after Zeng Qiang was rescued, he was already dead and unable to return to the "157" world.

For a time, Zeng Qiang's death on the top of Mount Tai also had a considerable impact on the relevant departments managing Mount Tai.

Zeng Qiang's relatives were even more distraught and came to the relevant departments in charge of Taishan to seek explanations.

In the end, the two parties negotiated and decided to hold a funeral for Zeng Xing on the top of Mount Tai.

Because Zeng Qiang's biggest wish during his lifetime was to complete his idea and prove to the world that there really are immortals and cultivators in this world.

Although it is impossible to really find immortals or practitioners, it is still more acceptable to hold a funeral on Mount Tai.

Zeng Qiang's parents, although they were very shameless and disgusted with Zeng Qiang's superstitious beliefs.

But their son, the son in his prime, was already dead, and everyone was dead. There was no need to pursue many things anymore.

All resentment, all complaints, and dissatisfaction have ended with the death of Meiwei.

Therefore, I agreed to this solution.

at this time.

At the top of Mount Tai.

Many people gathered around.

Among them were Zeng Qiang’s college classmates, Zeng Qiang’s teachers, and representatives from the enhanced school.

The rest are Zeng Qiang's friends, relatives, and netizens who came spontaneously on the Internet.

After all, Zeng Qiang was somewhat popular before his death.

The scene where he was wearing a white Taoist robe and reciting words on the top of Mount Tai still left a deep impression on many people.

In addition, they also saw relevant news on the Internet, saying that Zeng Qiang died on the top of Mount Tai, which also attracted the attention of some people.

Many curious and busy people, including some small Internet celebrities who wanted to come here to gain popularity, gathered at the top of Mount Tai on this day to hold a funeral for Zeng Qiang.

Of course, holding a funeral is fake, and more people still come to watch the fun, or simply come to enjoy the excitement.

at this time.

At the center of the top of Mount Tai.

An offering table with fruits and tributes placed on it.

Behind the offering table, there is a peach wood coffin with the lid open, containing Zeng Qiang's body.

Inside the coffin, Zeng Qiang's face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were closed tightly, his expression was stiff, his hands were folded in front of him, and he was lying upright.

He is still wearing a white Taoist robe.

Everything was according to what Zeng Qiang had thought before he was alive.

Before the offering table.

Zeng Qiang's father Zeng Zheng, mother Duan Yuee, and Zeng Qiang's relatives were all dressed in white, with a piece of black cloth hanging on their arms.

Everyone's face was filled with grief and a little sentimental.

As for Zeng Zheng's face, all that could be seen was sadness, as well as the sighs and sadness that never stopped.

Zeng Qiang's mother, Duan Yuee, had a dull expression, her eyes were staring and her mouth was open. It was hard to tell whether she was sad or confused. Her eyes were bloodshot, and obvious tears could be seen on her cheeks. It looked like she had been crying for a long time.

At this time, Duan Yue'e's heart was as gray as ashes, without any waves, and her whole person was like a walking corpse, without the feeling of a human being at all.

And on the periphery.

A crowd of people gathered here to watch the funeral.

In the crowd, a young Internet celebrity held up his mobile phone and shouted in a low voice to the live broadcast room on the mobile phone screen: "Brothers, I have now arrived at the funeral of that little brother, Zeng Qiang. "

"Everyone can see that Zeng Qiang's body is placed in the coffin, and his family is also very sad. It can be seen that Zeng Qiang's parents are very sad, but when such a thing happens, who should be put on it? It’s also uncomfortable.”

"Don't worry, brothers. I will definitely follow Zeng Qiang's funeral. Brothers, please pay more attention..."

This little internet celebrity hasn’t finished speaking yet...

Listening to the sidelines, an elderly man said: "They are holding a funeral here. You are not afraid of this young man climbing into your window at night!"

The little Internet celebrity's face changed, and he immediately turned the screen of his phone to face the old man and glared: "You old man, what do you care about me? Then if you say so, why don't you come to see his funeral?" Well, who are you Zeng Qiang?"

The old man pointed at the little internet celebrity and said angrily: "You, you young man, don't you know how to speak?"

"What's wrong? I'm filming here, do you care?" The little internet celebrity was arrogant and didn't take the old man seriously at all.

Then, he murmured to himself and said in a low voice: "Shout, I'll just take the shot. If I hadn't seen that he was popular, I would have invited me to come. I wouldn't have come yet. A middle-aged boy in middle school would be destroyed without knowing how." "

When the old man heard this, he felt a surge of anger welling up in his heart, and pointed at the little internet celebrity's nose: "Young man, everyone is dead, and you are still saying such things here! Why are you like this!"

"That's right! It's okay for you to be filming here, but you still say such things!"

"But yes, it seems that the deceased was just a middle-aged boy. Didn't he still believe that this world can cultivate immortality? It's really sad to think about it."

"What's so sad about this? It's obviously caused by those online novels and immortal film and television works! If you ask me, in 1.8, those things should be banned! All of them!"

"You can't say that. This thing is not wrong in the first place. You can't say that someone used a kitchen knife to kill people, so you just blame all the mistakes on the kitchen knife seller? Isn't this nonsense!"

"But if this child hadn't read those online novels or watched those movies and TV shows, could he believe these things? Could he have died? Look at how sad his family is. Now his parents are really sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person. Got it!"

"But you can't blame all the fault on online novels. This is too nonsense."

"Come on, no matter what you say, you should say less. Now at someone's funeral, they are all dead, and you still say this, so you can have some moral integrity.

"Oh, it's quite sad to think about it. Such a child will be gone at the last word."