"Who are you from? Why are you here!" A man walked out of the lawn, saw Zhou Yang looking around, and stepped forward to scold him.
"Oh..." Zhou Yang was stunned, his eyes glanced at the other party's robe, and then he reacted and said hurriedly: "Alchemy Room."
The disciple looked up and down, then took Zhou Yang's green wolf and placed it on the lawn. He said dissatisfiedly: "The other chore disciples are busy, why don't you hurry up!"
Zhou Yang laughed twice, clasped his fists and walked towards the west garden, feeling shocked in his heart.
He hadn't noticed it before when he was changing his robe at the old man's place, but when he saw the other man's robe, he immediately understood: what the old man gave him was the disciple uniform of the Xuanfu Sect!
Who is this old man? How did you know you would end up here? What is his purpose?
Zhou Yang's mind was spinning and he was puzzled.
However, now that we are here, we have to bite the bullet and go inside.
The palace-style residence in the garden also has no courtyard walls. Outside the palace is the spiritual lawn of the garden. A temporary mourning hall was built on the lawn. Yes, it is the mourning hall.
This mourning hall is built like a palace, with carved beams and painted pillars, brackets and flying eaves, making it grand yet solemn.
Of course, the materials are different. The mourning hall is made of light wood, and the outside is covered with brocade cloth painted with various patterns, just like a real palace.
The area around the mourning hall was crowded with people, bustling and bustling, as lively as a free market.
The mourning hall has a main entrance, with a striking and huge elegiac couplet on both sides.
The first couplet is: Du Yu is sad for spring, and his tears are not as old as the old flowers. The second line is: Ciwu lost her mother, her mournful cry was cold in the night. There are four big characters in the middle: Tears in the middle hall. There is a giant wooden pillar on each side of the elegiac couplet, with white flags fluttering in the wind.
There is also an elegiac couplet on the two giant pillars: It is sad to meet in a tearful dream; it is painful to see the face of the person.
There are five wooden golden-armored guards on each side of the giant pillar, fully clothed and holding halberds, standing like real people. This is the Dharma Protector Vajra.
When Zhou Yang saw this, he naturally understood what was going on. This is not the death of a powerful figure, but the death of such a figure's mother, and a funeral is being held for his mother.
He continued to look into the mourning hall and saw a coffin placed in the middle of the mourning hall, covered with yellow silk and surrounded by clusters of flowers. On both sides of the coffin are filial sons and grandsons and a group of women and children, all dressed in plain linen clothes and wearing hemp crowns, kneeling on the ground.
Guests came to express their condolences from time to time outside the mourning hall, and filial sons and grandsons in the hall knelt down from time to time to return the favor under the auspices of the master of ceremonies. Every time condolences are expressed, there is mourning and music.
Other funeral deacons and handyman disciples were busy, some entertained distinguished guests, and some arranged chores, making the scene very lively.
Zhou Yang didn't find anyone he knew, let alone which powerful figure passed away.
Just when he looked back, he happened to see a group of people walking outside the garden. The leader was an old man in green clothes, followed by six black-armored guards.
The armor of these six people is different from that of ordinary black armor guards. They are all obviously at the level of captain or above. The two people following the old man in blue had higher black armor marks and should be at the deacon level.
Zhou Yang didn't recognize anyone else, but the person following the two deacons made his pupils shrink suddenly. He turned out to be He Dongsi!
The enemy was extremely jealous when he saw this. It was He Dongsi who almost killed him in Cangshou Mountain!
Now the He family is also the enemy of the Li family.
Zhou Yang couldn't wait to step forward and kill He Dongsi immediately to avenge him!
He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. This is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If you are not careful, you will die here. You must not act rashly.
Judging from the breath, He Dongsi actually broke through the middle stage of Lingtai!
Even so, he can only reach the entry-level level of the black armored guard, but judging from his armor, it should be worn by the captain. He became the captain as soon as he joined the Black Armored Guards. It is not clear whether he is really capable or just because of the family's favor.
The old man in green shirt stood in front of the mourning hall, and the funeral master said loudly: "Elder Shu of the Xuanfu Sect, please pay your respects! One bow, two bows, three bows..."
"Elder Geshu? Behind him is another black-armored guard. Could it be that he is the elder brother Shuteng, the head of the black-armored guards? There is only one elder Geshu in the Xuanfu Sect, so it must be him." Zhou Yang was shocked.
On the night he left Wanjianmen, Sima Ling'er told him some secrets of the four sects in Anping City, focusing on the internal affairs of Xuanfu Sect.
The Xuanfu Sect Presbyterian Church used to have eleven elders. After the civil strife, four elders were imprisoned. At that time, Ling'er did not know who had replaced these four people. It was not until Zhou Yang returned to Anping City that he found out.
This Ge Shuteng is one of Zhou Yuanzheng's loyal subordinates. He is in charge of the elite black armored guards in the sect and has great power. The other elder Zhou Yang also knows the name, but does not know him personally.
A person who deserves the personal condolences of the elders of the sect must have an extraordinary status.
Ge Shuteng bowed three times, and the master of ceremonies loudly said: "A filial son and a worthy grandson return the favor!" Everyone in the mourning hall knelt down and thanked him.
There is a theory of three gods and four ghosts in funerals. In royal funerals for both cultivators and mortals, condolences usually involve three bows.
After Ge Shuteng finished paying his condolences, the two black-armored deacons and four captains behind him also stood to express their condolences.
After the condolences were over, Ge Shuteng and someone in the mourning hall came forward to say hello, while He Dongsi and others walked to the account table on the side of the mourning hall, seemingly to present gifts.
"Young Master Ling of the Three Saints Sect has arrived. Please pay your respects, Young Master Ling!"
Zhou Yang watched Ge Shuteng and others leave, but at this moment the voice of the master of ceremonies sounded again.
He turned around and looked, his eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst!
There is another eternal enemy, Ling Chengtong!
That is what Sima Ling'er calls Lingfantong. But judging from the performance on Hot Spring Peak, this person is not only not a loser, but also has extraordinary strength.
Ling Chengtong was the only son of Ling Jialie, the leader of the Three Saints Sect. He was at the pinnacle of the Lingtai, and he came to express his condolences on behalf of the Three Saints Sect today.
Zhou Yang clenched his fists and stared at Ling Chengtong with fire-breathing eyes. The anger that had just been suppressed suddenly rose up.
Not counting one, two enemies arrived in succession, and he could no longer suppress him!
"Why are you still standing there? No distinguished guests have arrived. Go and entertain the guests!" Just as he entered, a middle-aged man who looked like a deacon patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder and shouted.
This shot woke up Zhou Yang, who was about to lose his mind. It turned out that the funeral deacon mistook him for a handyman disciple.
Zhou Yang reacted and immediately said yes, suppressed his anger, turned around and walked towards the VIP reception area.
The VIP reception area is a long row of tables and chairs. The tables are covered with white cloth, and there are various spiritual fruits, spiritual teas, etc. on them. There are already more than ten people on the seats. Ge Shuteng and Ling Chengtong were also among them, with two black-armored deacons, He Dongsi and others standing behind them.
Zhou Yang brought a pot of tea from the office and poured tea for the distinguished guests.
He deliberately restrained his aura and waited carefully.
Both Ling Chengtong and He Dongsi had seen him, so as not to be discovered by them. But his cultivation level is lower than that of Ling Chengtong. Even if he restrains his aura, it is not guaranteed to be 100% safe. He can only do it with caution.
Zhou Yang poured tea for everyone. When he walked up to Ge Shuteng, he glanced at him casually and frowned: "How do the handymen of the third level of the Lingtai and the chief deacon of the funeral do things? They are really overqualified. Who are you?" From Tangkou?”
Zhou Yang was startled and couldn't help cursing secretly: "Old guy, I can just drink your tea. If you have nothing to do, ask me what I am doing!"
"Reporting to Elder Geshu, this disciple is from the alchemy room." Zhou Yang had to deal with it. He can make alchemy himself, and the Xuanfu Sect also has an alchemy room. If he talks like this, the number of people who will help him will be much smaller.
"Very good, you elders are here to help. It's time for you to come here to help. Okay, go and get busy." Ge Shuteng nodded and waved his hand.
"Yes." Zhou Yang responded and retreated.
"It turns out that the mother of Hu Chengjun, the elder in charge of the alchemy room, passed away. This time, she is really covered up!" Zhou Yang knew Hu Chengjun's name, and Ling'er also told him that Hu Chengjun's mother was a fake elixir expert. The previous elder in charge of the alchemy room of Xuanfu Sect.
This person has devoted himself to cultivation without caring about worldly affairs for decades, and only wants to make further progress. Even the young disciples in the sect do not know that such a heroic woman exists. Who would have imagined that now she has passed away without being able to go any further.
In fact, Hu Mu is already over 300 years old, and now that she is gone, it can be regarded as the end of her life.
Zhou Yang was secretly relieved and did not dare to stay any longer. After pouring the tea, he turned around and left.
When he turned around, Ling Chengtong's eyes swept over him, and he frowned slightly, as if he was recalling something, but after a few breaths he shook his head.
Zhou Yang finished pouring the tea and stood still at the chore desk, his eyes scanning around from time to time.
Today, people are holding a funeral for my mother. Even if I can take revenge, I can't do it here. It is immoral to make a fuss in the mourning hall, and Zhou Yang also admires people who are benevolent and filial.
However, he did not leave just yet, but carefully observed who among the top officials of Xuanfu Sect would come to express condolences. Maybe the sect leader Zhou Yuanzheng will also be present. After all, two generations of the Hu family are elders of the sect, and Hu's mother is higher than Zhou Thief.
More and more distinguished guests came to express their condolences, and the master of ceremonies announced their names from time to time. Zhou Yang also met many important people in Anping City.
These people include: Xuanfu Sect Fufang Elder Du Qingquan, Duzhi Elder Kong Shuangcheng, Punishment Elder Fan Ye, Inner Sect Elder Wu Hao, Outer Sect Elder Lu Ren and other senior officials. There are also Dong Qing, the casual affairs elder of Cangshou Palace, Di Kelong, the alchemy manager of Tongzhou Commercial Bank, Wu Dingquan, the great elder of the main sect, and others.
The heads and heads of other small sects and small families were also present.
The person representing Wanjianmen was Zhong Xianghui, the director of foreign affairs. Following Zhong Xianghui were actually the eldest lady Qiang Xia and the second lady Qiang Yun.
The relationship between Wanmenjian and Xuanfu Sect is very delicate now, and they have already broken off contact. Now that Zhong Xianghui is here unexpectedly, this is enough to prove that the Hu family has deep roots and wide connections.
After Qiang Yun paid his condolences with the two of them, he looked left and right, staying here for a while and wandering there, very curious. Moreover, she is also an acquaintance and chats with some people from time to time. Maybe it was because she hadn't been out of Wanjianmen for a long time and was interested in everything, which made Qiang Xia dumbfounded and could only try her best to restrain her.
Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile when he saw this, this little girl was really restless wherever she went.
