The Police Called Me For The Filing, Revealing Me, A Master

Chapter 481: Funeral, Resurrection, I Cwith a Saber (3)

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

In the small village at the foot of Hibiscus City’s Burning Mountain.

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In a slightly messy bedroom, Big Head Yang sat in front of the computer happily. He looked at the message he had sent and was greeted with envy and comments. To an otaku like him, this could be said to be a great psychological honor.

On the wall of this messy bedroom, there were many figurines of

Macheteman. After seeing the first issue of the Macheteman comic, Big Head Yang had already regarded the Macheteman as his idol.

The subsequent difficulty of these figurines could be imagined, but Big Head Yang enjoyed it.

Big Head Yang even actively participated in all the forums about Macheteman.

He was very active in every forum. On one hand, it showed that Big Head Yangs life as a fisherman was boring. On the other hand, it also showed his admiration for Macheteman.

Be it Lü Hongya, Big Head Yang, or the netizens all over the Internet, they did not know about Su Yun. This was because the official statement and publicity for Su Yun’s deeds were placed after the funeral.

Now, no one knew that Fan City, which was 200 kilometers away, had already been enveloped by suppressed dark clouds.

Fan City, Shengu Village. This was Su Yun’s hometown and also the place where the funeral began. According to everyone’s discussion, the funeral would be held in Su Yun’s hometown. After the wake, the clothes would be buried in the cemetery of Lingshui Mountain.

Therefore, there was already a conspicuous white silk hanging in the house in Shengu Village.

Although it was just dawn, many black cars had already driven into Shengu Village and stopped on the village road. It was still early for the city, but for the villagers living in the village, they had long woken up. Usually, every family would have a simple breakfast before preparing to work in the fields.

Today, so many black cars drove into Shengu Village. Naturally, all the villagers were very curious. They craned their necks and looked out through the windows, filled with doubts about the purpose of these black cars.

The morning dew condensed into water droplets on the leaves and slowly fell. Occasionally, it would hit passersby and leave smarks on their clothes. In the empty space beside Su Yun’s hometown, as well as the soldiers who had been arranged to help, a white shed was built.

The eye-catching white color under the old elm tree seemed a little abrupt and sad. In the end, Yang Shan still received the news of her son’s death. She cried for the entire night. Sitting on the brick bed, she recalled Su Yun’s voice and smile since he was young.

This news was really too sudden and heavy for Yang Shan. She was hammering and hitting Su Guowei in his arms. It looked like she was complaining, but in fact, wasn’t it also a helpless complaint?

Su Guowei did not speak from the beginning to the end. He only sat silently beside Yang Shan. His eyes were lowered, and the dark clouds did not dissipate.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet

After finalizing the funeral three days ago, various aspects had already begun to make detailed preparations.

Xu Kui sent ssoldiers, and the Fan City police sent sfree police forces to help build the mourning hall on Mount Shengu. In the past three days, the soldiers coming and going made this small mountain village suddenly lively.

Because of this, the villagers learned that the Su family was actually building a mourning hall. Naturally, they would gather to discuss this matter.

“What happened to the Su family? Who died?”

“Haven’t there always been three people in the Su family? Old Su, his wife, and a son.”

“That’s right. If it’s not Old Su and his wife, then there’s only his son.”

“That can’t be. I saw such a young man when his son was alive. Why did he leave just like that?”

“We can’t be sure about this, but did you notice? Usually, when there’s a funeral in our village, it’s always the villagers who help build the mourning hall. However, when their family had a funeral, it seems that many outsiders helped, and all of them looked very strong!’

The strong outsider that this villager mentioned was actually Xu Kui and the Fan City police. Over the past few days, they had cto build the mourning shed in casual clothes, so it naturally brought more doubts to the villagers.

In these three days, everyone quickly built the mourning shed.

Today was accompanied by the misty sky. It was also the tfor the funeral to officially begin. Strictly speaking, funerals in the countryside were considered the most important thing. Usually, there would be more complicated rituals.

Although such a ceremony was rare in the city, when the representatives of the various parties discussed the details of the funeral, they still chose to hold it according to the tradition of Shengu Village after considering the overall situation.

Therefore, at this moment, Su Guowei had already left with a gloomy and sorrowful expression. He followed the village road and arrived at the Su family’s ancestral grave alone. In the words of the village, he wanted to report to his ancestor.

In Shengu Village, this segment was also known as the reporting temple.

Su Guowei knelt in front of his ancestral grave for a long time. No one could hear what he was saying. However, when he left the ancestral grave, there were already stears on his face.

After reporting the temple, Su Guowei went along the village road to inform the villagers. When such a funeral was held, it was usually attended by the entire village. Therefore, Su Yun’s funeral was no exception.

Su Guowei was wearing mourning clothes. As the Su family had no descendants, he could only do the funeral himself..