Chapter 495

Outside the house, Yai Prefecture folk songs, from far to near.

Inside the house, Chen family old madam Jiang Xiuzhi bit off the thread in her hand.

In the depths of the Chen family ancestral residence, those qualified to speak loudly were few, and among the few, the only one who could sing so ugly was that one.

Sometimes Jiang Xiuzhi would also wonder, why the Chen family young master, who had a graceful gentleman image in front of Sister Liu back then, was like a painting of green bamboo poured with a layer of thick, greasy lard after being taken down by herself.

She asked him, but he just hummed and smiled, and then missed her, who was understanding and considerate before marriage.

The two seemed to have been wearing costumes and acting back then. On the wedding night, they couldn't wait to strip themselves naked.

The door was pushed open, and Chen Pingdao, whose cheeks were flushed with drink, walked in swayingly.

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Saw Xiyuan."

Chen Pingdao: "How do you know?"

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Besides the granddaughter, no one else makes you so happy."

Chen Pingdao: "That person also came, I saw him."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiuzhi looked at the burial clothes she had just sewn.

Chen Pingdao: "Qin family young mistress, might have also come."

Jiang Xiuzhi said tremblingly: "Are you sure, Sister Liu came?"

Chen Pingdao shook his head: "That person has a lot of confidence, so I guess the Qin family young mistress also came to Qiongya. If not, then the situation is even worse."

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Come, try on the clothes."

Chen Pingdao: "Zhizhi, I like the clothes you make, even if they are burial clothes."

Jiang Xiuzhi put the burial clothes on the bed, walked to the wardrobe, picked out a plain-colored Chinese dress, and said:

"You forgot, today is the funeral of the Ming family mistress, you said you were going."

Chen Pingdao knocked on his forehead with a wine gourd: "Right, right, right, look at my memory, I really forgot."

Old man Chen walked over and, with the help of his old partner, changed into the clothes.

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Not bad, fits well."

Chen Pingdao: "Too plain, right?"

Jiang Xiuzhi: "Going to someone else's funeral, how gorgeous do you want to wear?"

Chen Pingdao: "Hehe, this is what you said, whether they are dead or not, who knows?"

Jiang Xiuzhi: "You mean..."

Chen Pingdao: "Change to that one, be spirited. It's been a long time since I attended this kind of scene. Last time, it was Xiyuan who went to Wangjiang Tower by herself."

Jiang Xiuzhi followed her old partner's meaning and took down a piece of clothing that was a bit flashy for this age.

"You mean, this time Sister Liu will also go, right?"

"Ah, is that so, will the Qin family young mistress go?"

"Then before, when you were sure she would go to Wangjiang Tower, why didn't you go again?"

Chen Pingdao's eyes drooped, like a child whose mind had been punctured.

"Forget it, forget it, see once, lose once, and it might be the last time, I'll tidy you up neatly."

"Hehehe."

Chen Pingdao sat in front of the dressing table, and Jiang Xiuzhi repaired his face.

"Zhizhi, you didn't see, our precious granddaughter saw me and was like a hen protecting a chick, protecting that person behind her, afraid that I would pounce and kill him in one encounter."

"This kind of thing, it's not like you haven't done it."

"It's a pity, that person is young. If he were older, it would be a match."

"Isn't it said that Sister Liu's granddaughter and that person..."

"I saw it, standing beside that person, the two holding hands, a golden boy and a jade girl. Heh, even if they don't do anything every day, just watching them stand together is a kind of enjoyment.

Qin family young mistress's granddaughter is very similar to her back then."

"Sigh, you say, if you hadn't meddled in that matter back then and hadn't done that hand, this matter would have been so good. Xiyuan, although this child is kind-hearted and optimistic, she has been friendless since childhood. It was hard to find someone she liked to get along with and was willing to play with, but it was stirred up by you like this.

The frustrating thing you did as a family head still needs the granddaughter to personally wipe your ass."

"Who could have thought that person could rise so fast and so fiercely?"

"Regret it or not?"

"The more that person is like this, the more it shows that I didn't do anything wrong back then."

Jiang Xiuzhi shook her head, too lazy to speak again.

Chen Pingdao: "Alright, you go and rest for a while first, I'll go to the Ming family funeral to walk around and show my face."

Jiang Xiuzhi walked out of the room and brought the door.

Chen Pingdao opened his domain, covering the whole room. Tokens, fire candles, incense burners, etc., were all placed in order automatically.

The old man closed his eyes and opened them slowly.

"Qiongya Chen family head arrives~~~"

Chen Pingdao's figure walked out of a huge copper mirror projection.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Anyway, the Ming family's frame hasn't completely collapsed yet, so the funeral of this mistress is naturally crowded with guests.

And those qualified to attend the funeral in this way are either giants themselves or represent giants.

The long road to the mourning hall was cleared, and the bustling guests in reality all retreated to both sides, making way for the respected Jianghu figures.

The Ming family welcoming elders led a group of Ming family members to salute Chen Pingdao.

Chen Pingdao nodded slightly.

"Family head Chen, please."

Chen Pingdao stepped forward.

Walking to this mourning hall that occupied a very large area, the Ming family core disciples, led by several of Ming Qinyun's sons, knelt down and saluted.

Chen Pingdao walked into the mourning hall, incense appeared in his hand, and he inserted it into the incense burner.

People are shadows, and incense is naturally also a shadow. However, there are Ming family members who will insert the real incense.

The mourning ended.

Chen Pingdao turned and walked out.

When he first projected over, there were other projections in the distance, or big figures who came to the Ming family in reality, who returned aura to him, meaning they could come over to chat.

This also included Ling family head Ling Muyang, who also came in the form of a projection this time.

However, Chen Pingdao refused all these invitations. This is the consistent style of the Qiongya Chen family; Chen family members have never liked participating in Jianghu disputes.

"Old Madam Liu arrives!"

This call made everyone and shadows on the scene solemn.

In fact, before this, everyone was guessing whether that family would come, and if they came, who they would let come.

The Listening Wind Gorge matter was a secret, because the people who participated basically all died; but because too many people died, it was hard to become a real secret.

Combined with the young family head carrying a coffin to ask for guilt before the incident, and then matched with Ming Qinyun's sudden "violent death," no one would naively think that there was no relationship between these two things.

It was just that on the desktop, everyone hadn't completely torn their faces, but under the table, they had long been fighting bloody, with corpses everywhere.

Chen Pingdao stood at the entrance of the mourning hall, looking at Liu Yumei projected from the copper mirror.

Liu Yumei was dressed plainly, not specifically prepared for this funeral, but wearing home clothes, and didn't change clothes for this matter at all.

While walking toward this side, she was still cracking melon seeds.

When she walked halfway, Liu Yumei even stopped, turned her head, and shouted back:

"You guys fight first, don't wait for me, I'll come next round."

All the Ming family members on the scene had iron-blue faces.

The guests on the periphery, whether in reality or in projection, had different expressions.

This was, in the gap of playing cards, taking time to attend a funeral.

The facts were indeed so. Originally, Liu Yumei was playing with great interest today.

If it wasn't for Liu Yi's reminder, Liu Yumei would have forgotten that she still had to attend the funeral.

Chen Pingdao looked at Liu Yumei: "Qin family young mistress."

Liu Yumei didn't respond.

Chen Pingdao stepped aside and made way.

Liu Yumei walked to Chen Pingdao and stopped.

Chen Pingdao opened his domain, and the Feng Shui weather around Liu Yumei rippled. A Dragon King gate family head and a former family head of two Dragon King gates showed the main family and guests on the scene what true means and strength were. They could even influence reality through the carrying of the projection.

The domain and Feng Shui energy were double-layered, enough to ensure that no one could hear the conversation between the two before breaking this barrier.

Chen Pingdao: "Sister Liu."

Liu Yumei: "It seems, you saw our Xiaoyuan."

Chen Pingdao: "Saw him, Sister, rest assured, they are all children of the family, I will take good care of him."

Liu Yumei: "You, Chen Pingdao, why have you become so annoying now?"

That is, Xiaoyuan survived in the typhoon day when the big turtle landed. If not, Liu Yumei would have long ago brought the evil spirits in the family to visit the Qiongya Chen family.

There are too many enemies. If you can only retaliate against one, most people will choose their former friends.

Chen Pingdao: "What kind of identity that person is, I believe Sister, you wouldn't have no perception."

Liu Yumei: "Right, I'll just tell you clearly, the day of our Xiaoyuan's initiation ceremony, I perceived it."

Chen Pingdao: "I understand, I know Sister's difficulty, and I also know Sister, had no choice."

Liu Yumei: "I am difficult, but I didn't make the choice under compulsion."

Chen Pingdao: "Is it a blessing or a curse..."

Liu Yumei: "Listen, your Qiongya Chen family values the will of heaven, our Qin and Liu families value this world."

Under Liu Yumei's gaze, Chen Pingdao subconsciously turned his face away.

Liu Yumei stepped forward and continued to speak:

"Your Qiongya Chen family enjoys the blessings of heaven, but why have only three Dragon Kings appeared in history?

Our Qin and Liu families have produced Dragon Kings through the ages. Some secrets, some tendencies, even if they are a kind of taboo, but with many people, it is very difficult to keep them completely conservative.

Past Dragon Kings uphold the will of heaven and suppress the Jianghu. This is cooperation.

Which of those who can become Dragon Kings is not a proud person? What the Dragon King wants to be is a human, not a dog!"

Chen Pingdao immediately raised his eyes and looked directly at Liu Yumei.

This statement is indeed a taboo.

This also means that

This meant that Liu Yumei, who had long ago sensed that something was wrong with that person, was not deceiving herself for the sake of the family's revival; rather, she simply did not care about this matter at its very core.

Just as she was today, using the gaps between playing cards to crack melon seeds while taking time out to attend the funeral.

Chen Pingdao nodded slowly: "I understand what Sister Liu means now."

Liu Yumei: "Which day is your funeral?"

Chen Pingdao: "Soon."

Liu Yumei: "Don't forget to send me a funeral invitation."

Chen Pingdao: "Mm, Zhizhi also really wants to see you, Sister."

Liu Yumei withdrew the feng shui weather, and Chen Pingdao retracted his domain.