Chapter 1113

The project lasted for two years and was nearing its end.

"A-Ci, look over there, the Merit Tower is the last project of the project, and it has also been completed."

Uncle Yang walked and explained the current project situation to Shen Ci: "But entering winter will indeed limit the progress of the finishing work, and there was a lot of snow a while ago."

"Now the main thing is that the main road from the foot of the mountain to the city is still being repaired. Our cemetery doesn't have much work left. After finishing the details everywhere and setting up the surveillance, there's basically nothing left."

The main road was a government project, and it was unknown how long it would take to repair.

Shen Ci's original plan was that the cemetery would hold an opening ceremony after everything was proper, but now she was clearly going to take Master Yu as the standard.

Finding a tomb facing south, Shen Ci stood in that position and looked south, seeing not the direction of Longcheng, but the mountains and jade belts in the south.

Thus, she had a plan in her heart; she wanted to use this place to bury Master Yu.

"Your cemetery, many locations have been set, right?"

Boss Yang suddenly asked with a smile.

Shen Ci came back to her senses and didn't hide it: "Yes, over a hundred have been set."

Boss Yang understood and sighed: "Reasonable, after all, this place of yours was checked by Master Yu himself, so it is naturally a best-seller."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Shen Ci and said seriously: "Reserve one for me too, I will pay when it opens."

"How old are you?" Shen Ci frowned, a bit resistant: "Why rush for this kind of thing? How unlucky!"

"Nothing unlucky, better safe than sorry," Boss Yang said: "I heard that there is a lot of knowledge about where to be buried after death, which affects your reincarnation in the next life. My life this time is extremely smooth, if I want to be so smooth in the next life, I must be buried in a place with good feng shui."

"Besides, death has nothing to do with age. Who knows whether accidents or tomorrow will come first?"

This was true, and Shen Ci fell silent upon hearing this.

And it was only three days later that Master Yu seemed unable to wait for his tomorrow.

The news was released when he was dying, and the entire upper class of China was shocked. Countless people flew to Longcheng from all over the country and even the world, just to see Master Yu for the last time.

But everyone was turned away.

In Master Yu's villa manor, hundreds of people gathered in the courtyard blowing the cold wind, their expressions painful and reluctant, occasionally glancing at the window upstairs.

Jiang Yuanliang came with Old Master Jiang, and Shen Ci knew she would be needed, so she followed.

"How could it be so sudden? This Master said he couldn't do it?"

"Master has his own heaven's protection, maybe it's just a false alarm."

"He looked healthy at his birthday last year, and his complexion didn't show anything, how could he..."

The people present today were all people who had "fate" with Master Yu. It could be said that a large part of them benefited a lot under Master Yu's guidance.

Old Master Jiang was the most typical example. During the starting stage of Jiangdong Group, several key projects and decisions were guided by Master Yu.

He stood motionless in the cold wind, his eyes staring fixedly at the window of Master Yu's bedroom, his body tense because of extreme nervousness and worry.

Jiang Yuanliang was also sad, but still couldn't help worrying about the old man: "Dad, there is a blanket in the car, shall I go get it for you to put on?"

The old man didn't speak. Jiang Yuanliang thought he agreed, but when he turned to go, he was held by the old man.

His voice trembled with sourness: "Don't go, can't go, just guard here."

Shen Ci was to the side, seeing this, said: "Dad, I'll go."

She knew what Master Yu meant to the Jiang family. At this time, Grandpa must want Dad to guard with him and not miss the last moment.

But the old man spoke again: "A-Ci, you don't move either."

Shen Ci paused, looked at her father subconsciously, and then responded softly: "Okay."

Just like that, everyone stood in the ice and snow for I don't know how long, but no one left because they couldn't hold on.

There was no irritability in their hearts, only anxiety.

Although they could feel the cold on their bodies, they were all praying for Master Yu in their hearts that he could escape this disaster.

In the room upstairs, Master Yu lay on the bed, and Wan Hu stood by the bed.

Looking at his master who was so weak he couldn't even speak, Wan Hu couldn't help but shed tears: "Master, Dr. He is outside, let him come in and take a look at you?"

Master Yu shook his head gently, looking at the ceiling with scattered eyes.

His time was coming, he wanted to just go like this.

There was a wooden box at the head of the bed, which contained things he left for Wan Hu. Besides that, he didn't leave anything else.

For more than twenty years, whether it was being helpless in the orphanage or the hardships of cultivation he experienced after being picked by his master, Wan Hu had never shed a tear.

But at this moment, facing his master's departure, he finally couldn't control himself and lowered his head to sob.

And Master Yu on the bed, the originally scattered eyes suddenly focused and had spirit, and the five fingers of his left hand also moved.

The next second, he actually spoke.

"Huzi."

His voice was clear and emotional, completely different from the weak voice after a long illness.

Wan Hu raised his head in shock, hurriedly rushed over and knelt by the bed: "Master, I'm here, I'm here!"

Master Yu turned his head slightly, actually hooking his mouth and smiling at Wan Hu: "Finally it's the end, I have nothing to explain to you, you have finished your apprenticeship!"

Wan Hu's tears fell like rain, and the water in his eye sockets couldn't stop, because he knew what Master Yu meant by "it's the end."

Master Yu looked up at the window and said slowly: "There are so many people outside, let them all go back."

"Master, they are all here to see you off, wanting you to go with glory," Wan Hu cried: "I have also handled the things you explained to me."

"Old Master Jiang, Old Master Qi, they are all here, don't you want to see them?"

Master Yu said helplessly upon hearing this: "These old men, why are they tossing their old bones at their age? Do they want to go with me?"

"Master, they are all thinking of you."

Master Yu was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it: "You go and..."

He muttered a few names in Wan Hu's ear, which were the people he was willing to see one last time before he left.

Wan Hu nodded repeatedly, ran all the way downstairs, and the moment he pushed the door open, everyone was startled, their hearts instinctively "thumped," thinking it was Master Yu...

"Little Master, Master he..."

Everyone gathered around, and someone asked with a worried face.

Wan Hu knew Master didn't have much time left, didn't dare to delay for a moment, and while speaking, he looked for people in the crowd: "Old Master Jiang, Old Master Qi, Master Cao, Uncle Wei..."

He called ten names in one breath and said hurriedly: "Several people, follow me quickly, Master wants to see you."

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