Qin Jiandan went to find Linlin and found Linlin "conspiring" with Aunt He holding a broom at the entrance to the monitoring room.
Aunt He, like Master, is an "internal digester" who wants Qin Jiandan to marry Linlin, and she is more stubborn than Master.
Although the master didn't like Chief Mu Yue very much, he did like the power of the Han family. He said, "If you can take advantage of the Han family, it's not impossible to marry her."
Aunt He doesn't care about power or not. She feels good about Linlin from the bottom of her heart: You brother and sister are not related by blood anyway. If you don't marry her, do you want Linlin to be bullied by some wild boy from nowhere?
Qin Jiandan was not afraid of anyone in the fight with Nian Hui, but he was quite helpless with Aunt He. Aunt He sacrificed her life to save Linlin’s life! This alone made Qin Jiandan unable to straighten up in front of Aunt He, so he could only secretly throw fried chicken wrappers at night to vent his anger.
"Linlin, I'm looking for you." Qin Jiandan interrupted Linlin and Aunt He, "The Luoying Group is having a funeral at noon. Master asked you and I to attend on behalf of the guild. Please prepare."
The words "Luo Ying Group" made Aunt He roll her eyes.
When she heard that her brother was taking her out, Linlin's first reaction was that she was very happy, but Aunt He's eye roll reminded her of something:
"Luo Ying Group...there's no need to prepare anything special. I can just wear this, right?"
The bun-haired girl puffed out her chest, her pink gradient kung fu suit dazzling slightly in the near-noon sun.
"Okay, I don't plan to change into any special clothes." Qin Jiandan said, "We are not from the inner city, so we can't live with so many etiquette."
Linlin puffed up her cheeks. Her original intention was to wear dirty clothes to look shabby, but recently she paid special attention to hygiene and stopped smearing oil on her clothes when eating steamed buns, so her clothes were quite clean.
"Linlin," Aunt He warned, "you should be more careful when you get to the Luoying group. Eat as little of their food as you can."
Linlin waved goodbye to Aunt He: "I know Aunt He. But there will be no shortage of food. If I am poisoned, my brother will avenge me."
Qin Jiandan couldn't help laughing. If the Luo Ying group dares to poison Linlin to death, they will have to experience the fury of thunder. Linlin was hungry when she was living on the streets. She always stuffed food into her mouth when eating at funerals and other occasions.
The brother and sister walked to the center of the courtyard. Qin Jiandan saw Zhu Shengzhi flattering Xiaoxia, who almost turned her nose up to the sky.
"Xiaoxia, you and Fengjian go to the door and start the car first." Qin Jiandan shouted from more than 10 meters away, "Linlin can't walk too fast, let's save some time."
Xiaoxia gave a clear "hmm" and then walked towards the door with Fengjian. Zhu Shengzhi nodded and bowed to say hello to Qin Jiandan, and accompanied Xiaoxia and the others out.
Linlin stared at Xiaoxia's bouncing back and fell into silence for a period of time.
Zhu Shengzhi walked in the front. As the leader of the four major cadres of the Night Dragon Society, he personally opened the door to facilitate Xiaoxia's passage:
"Team leader Xiaoxia, be careful on the steps!" Zhu Shengzhi looked considerate like a eunuch in a Qing palace drama.
After Xiaoxia and Fengjian went out, Zhu Shengzhi glared at the two guards on the left and right of the door:
"Are you two blind? From now on, Team Leader Xiaoxia will open the door early when he comes over!"
Zhu Shengzhi shouted loudly on purpose so that Qin Jiandan, who was lagging behind, could hear him.
Qin Jiandan felt that Zhu Shengzhi had always been shameless and lowered his stature so low that he might be asking for help from Xiaoxia. Maybe the "Shengzhi Group" had caused some trouble on Yingtong Street again.
This is not what Linlin has in mind. She has been straight for many years, and now her female intuition has begun to awaken. She felt that Zhu Shengzhi was deliberately performing for her brother.
The atmosphere of "I give your woman face, you should also give me face" was so strong that the guards on both sides couldn't hold their nerves. When Xiaoxia passed by, the guards bowed and saluted to varying degrees.
Xiaoxia was already so beautiful that she felt that she had enjoyed the treatment of the young master and his wife in advance. Unexpectedly, there was a voice outside the door that startled her:
"Everyone, I'm not a bad person! I'm here to persuade you to believe in religion!"
A pale man in simple clothes, but still respectable in the outer city, raised his hands to show that he had no weapons, and several guards stopped him.
Kazama slipped away from the crowd and started the car. She had a loli body shape and could pass through gaps that others could not, and her movements did not attract attention.
The pale man didn't look threatening. Zhu Shengzhi suddenly felt heroic, and he went up to protect Xiaoxia:
"Are you an evangelical sect again? Are you stupid to come to preach at the gate of Yelong Club? Our president hates you the most!"
When the senior cadre spoke, the guards also echoed:
"No one here will follow your religion! Go back to your Gad Temple!"
Qin Qi solemnly warned the members of the Night Dragon Club that "God" and "angel" are Chinese words that were stolen by shameless Westerners. From now on, they can only be called the transliterated "Gade" and "Angel". The church is not allowed to be called a church, but must be called Gade Temple.
Another guard scolded: "What kind of gospel? If you send me a blessing word, I might even put it on the door of your house!"
The pale man felt aggrieved: "Everyone, I am not an Evangelical sect, I am a Forui sect!"
At this time, Qin Jiandan and Linlin also walked to the door. He stared at the pale man with a suspicious look on his face:
"Fury Cult? Are you not human?"
Seeing Qin Jiandan's different aura, the pale man immediately gained a little more respect:
"Sir, although my fellow believers and I are all humans, we think Furui is very good. All humans in Ringstone City may become Furui, and we will all be a family in the future!"
The pale man became more and more excited as he spoke. He stretched his arms toward the sky and began to pray loudly:
"Hello Furui people! Furui people are the light of evolution! Praise the great hairy god who is not afraid of the black mist!"
The faces of Zhu Shengzhi and several guards changed color. Zhu Shengzhi spat on the ground:
"How unlucky! How dare you mention "Black Mist" in the outer city? Beat him! "
The guards kicked the pale man down, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks.
"No, don't hit!" The pale man covered his head and face, rolled over and begged for mercy, "If you hit me again, I will go to the regeneration cabin for first aid!"
Zhu Shengzhi scolded: "Don't you like being a Furui person? Isn't entering the regeneration cabin just what you want?"
The pale man cried: "But regeneration soaking may not necessarily benefit Furui people. It also costs 10,000 yuan each time. It's too expensive!"
There are many religious forces in Huanshi City, and even a new religion is born every few days, and Qin Jiandan is too lazy to understand them.
After getting into the van driven by Kazama, Qin Jiandan sat in the back seat with Linlin this time.
Xiaoxia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was in a happy mood, but several times she tried to start a conversation, but because of Linlin's cold response, the conversation couldn't proceed midway.
Kazama's car was going very fast, and it didn't take long for him to reach the Sakura-gumi Castle Tower. Qin Jiandan helped his sister get out of the car.
Although the castle tower is still being repaired, you can occasionally see shadows shaking on the eaves, and hear the sounds of nailing and welding, but it is not too noisy.
Xiaoxia took a chance and squeezed to Qin Jiandan's side, and asked quietly:
"Young Master, Linlin is in a bad mood. Could it be that it's an inconvenient day?"
Qin Jiandan thought: She was in a bad mood when she saw you!
For various reasons, Linlin now unilaterally regards Xiaoxia as her love rival. After attending Shiro's funeral, hurry up and get out of the way after eating, lest Linlin say something bad and damage the guild's unity.
Not long after passing through the suspension bridge and entering the castle tower, Qin Jiandan and others walked to the courtyard where the altar was placed.
Qin Jiandan fought with Mrs. Watanabe and Monkey Man Ken in the castle tower courtyard. The courtyard where the altar was placed was in another place, but the structure was similar.
"Namo Amitabha Night——"
"Dortagadoye——"
"Amitabhavi——"
A large group of nuns formed a square formation in the courtyard and chanted the Purana Sutra in unison. At the top of the center of the three-story altar is a black-and-white photo of "Shiro", filled with incense and mist. On both sides are lotus lanterns, flower baskets, and plastic fruits.
Wait a moment! Shiro, why are you masked in your posthumous photo? How is that different from other ninjas! Can you "Nine Ninjas" share the deceased photos?
The coffin was placed behind the altar and was made of reinforced plastic sprayed with black paint. There was a lack of high-quality wood suitable for coffins in the outer city.
Linlin was not that ignorant. Like Qin Jiandan, she clasped her hands in front of the portrait, and then followed the relatives and friends of the deceased around the altar.
Qin Jiandan walked to the small table in charge of accounting and handed over a white envelope that represented the headquarters' wishes. The thickness was also amazing.
The bookkeeper took it with both hands and did not dare to open it to check the specific amount. This man is Shiro's comrade-in-arms and one of the Nine Ninjas.
Being all black is quite suitable for a funeral. You don't need to wear black gauze on your sleeves or bare breasts... It's a bit cheap to be a ninja and do such a tacky job as bookkeeping and collecting money!
"Thank you young master... and the headquarters for your hospitality!"
The gap between the ninja's seat and the table was too small for him to stand up, so he pressed his hands on the table and bowed.
"We have nothing to repay. From now on, we will swear to be loyal to the young master and kill all the Nianhui to avenge Shiro!"
In fact, Shiro was the werewolf female assistant who died at the hands of the Han family's collector, but the ninja did not dare to say "kill all the Han family" because there was a young master and his wife over there.
As the nuns chanted sutras one after another, Qin Jiandan asked:
"Why not invite a monk but a nun? If the Luoying Team is in a hurry, please let me know so that Shiro won't leave in a miserable state."
The Luoying Group is accustomed to holding funerals at noon to balance the yin energy of the deceased with the yang energy. For this reason, it is more expensive to hire a monk for a funeral because nuns have "heavy yin energy".
"No, no," the ninja explained quickly, "Shiro said before his death that he liked nuns the most. If he dies, he must go to a nun to recite sutras, not a monk. That's why we specially invited so many nuns from Fahai Temple!"
"I see."
Qin Jiandan looked at the portrait of Shiro in the center of the altar, and always felt that the masked Shiro was smiling when surrounded by many nuns...
