The night is getting darker, and the lights are on in the study room in the Chen family courtyard.
Chen Xiurui was dressed in military uniform and was sitting at his desk, but instead of handling documents as usual, he was looking at a group photo on his desk in a daze.
In the photo are three young people.
They stood on the tower, high-spirited and full of fighting spirit.
That was a photo of him, Sky Burial, and Zhao Tuzhi when they were young.
"Ding--"
Suddenly, the cell phone rang, breaking the silence of the study.
Chen Xiurui was awakened and picked up his personal mobile phone on the table. When he found that the call was from Chen Ye, his dull eyes suddenly burst into light and he answered the call at the same time.
"Ono, where are you?"
"Grandpa, I am in Heavenly Prison, at Grandpa Tian's residence."
Chen Ye spoke slowly.
Although he already knew that he was the grandson of Zhao Tuzhi, his title of Chen Xiurui did not change, and he did not add the word "Chen" in front of the word "grandfather".
"The town watch said you were not injured. Is that true?"
Chen Xiurui asked with concern.
He wanted to call Chen Ye from last night to this morning, but before he called Chen Ye, he received a call from the town watch and learned about Chen Ye's situation.
For this reason, he gave up the idea of calling Chen Ye.
Because he knew that the death of the Sky Burial Old Man made Chen Ye very sad, and he didn't know how to comfort Chen Ye.
He didn't know whether he should tell Chen Ye the truth.
"Grandpa, I'm not hurt."
Chen Ye first responded to Chen Xiurui, and then stated the purpose of the call.
"Grandpa Tian left me a letter and said some things in the letter. I want to verify it with you."
Hearing Chen Ye's words, Chen Xiurui was surprised at first, and then relieved.
What is supposed to come will eventually come.
This truth must be told to Chen Ye after all.
He composed himself and said:
"Xiaoye, just ask. I will tell you whatever I know."
"Grandpa Tian is in the letter..."
"Xiaoye, these things your Grandpa Tian said are all true."
"I understand, grandpa, you should go to bed early."
After Chen Ye received the confirmation, he hung up the phone with complicated emotions.
Although he knew that the letter left by the Sky Burial Old Man could not deceive him, he still found it difficult to accept the fact that he was the grandson of Zhao Tuzhi.
Because he has no good impression of the Zhao family or even Zhao Tuzhi himself!
Chen Xiurui's eyes turned red.
Even though Chen Ye knew his true life experience, he still called Chen Xiurui grandpa, which made Chen Xiurui moved and guilty!
Immediately, Chen Xiurui adjusted his emotions and calmed down, then made a phone call and said straight to the point:
"Ono just called me. Sky Burial left him a letter and told him what happened that year. He called me for verification, and I told him the truth."
silence.
Zhao Tuzhi, who was in the small courtyard of the red-walled courtyard, his pupils dilated slightly after hearing Chen Xiurui's words, but he did not speak.
This silence lasted for half a minute.
Half a minute later, Chen Xiurui saw that Zhao Tuzhi had no intention of speaking, so he continued to ask:
"Do you want to attend the memorial service for the Sky Burial?"
"Do you think I can go?"
Zhao Tuzhi asked in a low tone.
"I go!"
Chen Xiurui answered the question incorrectly, and then hung up the phone directly.
Zhao Tuzhi put down his cell phone, stood up and walked to the study window, standing with his hands behind his back.
He quietly looked at the crooked neck tree outside the window, and the scene of the three young people together kept popping up in his mind.
Memories are very lively.
The small courtyard is very quiet.
A lonely shadow is reflected on the floor of the study.
Two days later.
The memorial service for the sky-buried old man was held in the small courtyard in front of the Tianji office building.
The small courtyard in front of the office building was temporarily transformed into a memorial service site for the elderly people buried in the sky.
The memorial service was not formal and grand enough. There was no body of the sky-buried old man, only a portrait, which was very simple.
It's like the simple life of an old man buried in the sky.
The memorial service started at nine o'clock, but guests started arriving at seven o'clock.
Huangfu Wangqing and Tianqiong, wearing sackcloth and mourning, welcomed guests from all walks of life.
At eight o'clock, Zhen Shou Ye brought the elders of the summer watch organization, the heads of major martial arts forces, and the heads of martial arts families to the memorial service. They bowed apologetically and remorsefully to the portrait of the sky-buried old man.
"Wangqing, Xiaotian, I'm sorry, my condolences."
After bowing, Zhen Shouye shook hands with Huangfu Wangqing and Tianqiong respectively, first apologizing and then comforting.
The apology was because after the news of the sky-buried old man's death came out, he and the Xia Shou Organization failed to avenge and seek justice for the sky-buried old man because of Zhao Tuzhi's order.
Huangfu Wangqing and Tianqiong bowed their thanks and said nothing.
Because they also know that Zhen Shouye, as the person in charge of the summer watch organization, often has no choice but to do what he wants.
Then, the elders of the Shou Xia organization and the leaders of the major martial arts forces said the same words to Huangfu Wangqing and Tian Qiong as they did to Zhen Shouye.
After doing all this, they stood aside and looked around, but did not find Chen Ye.
This made them a little confused.
Why was Chen Ye not at the memorial service?
At this moment, a prison guard came over and reported to Huangfu Wangqinghui:
"Second Master, thousands of warriors came from outside the Heavenly Prison. They brought flowers and said they were here to see off the First Master. There was a long queue. Do you want to verify their identities?"
"Need not."
Huangfu shook his head forgetfully.
In her opinion, today, the most powerful warriors in the Xia Kingdom's martial arts world are all gathered here, and no one will dare to take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Those warriors who came came spontaneously to see off the Sky Burial Old Man. It would be a disservice to verify their identities.
at the same time.
A car with a military license plate slowly drove towards the Tianjiao office building.
"Sky Burial, although your martial arts strength is not the best in the world, your character is the best in the Xia Kingdom's martial arts world. Thousands of people came to see you off. I envy you very much."
Chen Xiurui looked at the long farewell team and thought to himself.
Then, the car stopped in the parking lot in front of the Tianyuan Office Building, and Chen Xiurui was led by a prison guard to the memorial service.
At the memorial service, Zhen Shouye and others were a little surprised to see Chen Xiurui.
They did not expect that Chen Xiurui would come to attend the memorial service of the sky-buried old man, and that he would come so early.
Chen Xiurui walked straight to the front, staring at the portrait of the sky burial, recalling the days when he was young and with the sky burial, his eyes were slightly red, and he bowed three times with complicated emotions.
"Condolences."
Afterwards, Chen Xiurui shook hands with Tianqiong and Huangfu Wangqing to comfort him.
After doing all this, he stood beside Zhen Vigil.
Subsequently, the person in charge of the Heavenly Prison Department arrived belatedly.
When he saw Chen Xiurui and Zhen Shouye, he wanted to come over to say hello first, but when he noticed that their expressions were gloomy, he realized something was wrong and quickly stopped what he was doing and went forward to bow to the portrait of the sky-buried old man.
"Second Master, all the guests attending the memorial service have arrived. Do you want the memorial service to begin?"
When the person in charge of the heavenly prison department walked into the crowd, a prison guard asked Huangfu Wangqing again.
"let's start."
Huangfu Wangqing nodded slightly, and then motioned Tianqiong to come on stage to host the memorial service.
"Wangqing, where is Xiaoye?"
At this moment, Zhen Shouye couldn't help but ask.
In an instant.
Including Chen Xiurui, everyone's eyes were focused on Huangfu Wangqing, their eyes full of curiosity.
"Town chief, Xiaoye won't come today."
Huangfu Wangqing replied calmly.
As her words fell, there was a small commotion at the memorial service.
Everyone's faces were more or less shocked.
They all know that the Sky Burial Old Man loves Chen Ye as much as a child of Heaven Prison or even his own grandson. He has come forward and helped Chen Ye many times. Chen Ye should come to attend the memorial service of the Sky Burial Old Man!
"Thank you everyone..."
Immediately, before everyone could recover from the surprise, Tianqiong walked onto the stage, first thanked him, and then recalled and told about the simple but extraordinary life of the sky-buried old man.
Ten minutes later, the sound from the sky suddenly stopped.
There was mournful music at the memorial service.
"Grandpa Tian, have a good trip!"
In the prison building.
The young man who was known as the Child of Hell, who went crazy in order to avenge the old man, held a bowl of white wine, his eyes were red, and he spoke softly.
"Send it to you, Master! My condolences, Master!"
The prisoners stood in a square formation and bowed at the same time.
The young man raised his neck and drank all the wine in the bowl.
The wine is very strong, but it cannot heal the sadness in the young man's heart!
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