Chapter 92: Finally I can attend the funeral

Old Chen stuck his head out of the window, but still saw nothing. Instead, he was drenched in the face by raindrops falling from the branches of a big tree in the autumn wind.

Qingmu came to the yard and observed carefully with a high-power telescope. In the end, he only saw two crows flapping their wings and flying away from the sky.

"Did you look carefully? Is there really something?!" Old Chen's eyes were a little wrong, like a cat's eye glowing green in the dark night. He pulled Wang Xuan into the house with excitement and eagerness on his face.

"There is indeed a faint golden light, floating in the clouds." Wang Xuan held the telescope, but found that there was no difference, it was still very hazy.

Qingmu wanted to fly a small spaceship into the air, but was stopped by Old Chen.

"Don't mess around, don't move rashly, this may be... a secret road!" Old Chen lowered his voice, abnormally excited, and the blood in his body was churning, causing the wound on his forehead to almost burst.

Even at his level, it was hard for him to control himself. His heart was beating wildly, and he wanted to ascend to the clouds to see what was going on.

"Heavenly medicine!" Old Chen guessed that this was quite similar to what he had seen in the notes.

Qingmu's heart trembled immediately. Another secret road appeared?

The reason why the old art declined and deteriorated in this era was because several secret roads disappeared and the extraordinary properties were cut off!

Old Chen's eyes were shining, and he said, "We have plenty of time. Wait quietly. Don't alert the snake and let the heavenly medicine run away!"

Wang Xuan was shocked and asked quickly, "Can this thing still run? Is it a medicinal herb or a living thing that can run?"

Old Chen shook his head and said, "Observe carefully first and use stillness to control movement. Heavenly medicine is too mysterious. Even the ancestral temples of various religions have limited records and are quite vague."

Qingmu couldn't help running out in the end. He wanted to carefully explore it with high-tech means, but he was very disappointed that he never found any clues.

Wang Xuan's eyes were sore from staring at it. The golden light was swaying in the dark clouds, with dots of light and golden clouds rippling. It was always suspended there without any change.

"It's not mature yet, is it?" Old Chen's face turned green. He thought of the record. The more he wanted it, the more he couldn't get it. Looking back, it might be in the sunset glow on the horizon above the vast sea of ​​people and the world.

"What will happen then?" Wang Xuan was also nervous. If he missed the chance to find the medicine by accident, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"It will disappear on its own and reappear when it matures in the future." Old Chen said in a deep voice. He was not very excited. He thought that what he saw today was very likely to be the case.

"This is too strange." Wang Xuan was puzzled. How did the medicine come into being? !

Old Chen sighed: "It's hard to explain. The secret roads are too mysterious!"

According to the vague old things mentioned in the note, if the medicine is mature, it will probably fall to the ground automatically.

Wang Xuan had been looking up all morning, walking around the manor, looking at the sky!

For the sake of the heavenly medicine, he was so focused that his eyes were sore and his neck was a little stiff, but he kept staring at the thundering clouds, and occasionally stretched his body.

During this period, many people in the manor secretly observed him. Some people sighed that success is not accidental, and people have to calm down. It really makes sense for him to become a master at such a young age.

"Did you see? It's been a whole morning, and he hasn't been distracted. He is understanding his own way. After watching the clouds roll and unfold, he will gesture a few times after gaining some experience. This is definitely going to enter the realm of the master!" Someone sighed.

During this period, Qingmu reminded Wang Xuan that many people from all sides were staring at him.

After hearing this, Wang Xuan turned around silently, went to the kitchen once when no one was paying attention, and drank a sip of tomato juice. When he looked up at the sky again, he spit out a mouthful of "blood foam" from his mouth, which dripped onto his clothes.

Finally, there was still a large mouthful left. He thought it tasted good and swallowed it directly.

"It seems that he was seriously injured in the battle last night and is still vomiting blood."

"It would be unfair if such a person did not become a master. He worked day and night and never forgot to think about his own path even when he was injured!"

Some people whispered. Different people saw different scenes, but they all agreed that this was a young man with strong ambition and perseverance.

The most important thing is that Wang Xuan did cooperate. After his neck became sore when he looked up at the sky, he would stretch his body and practice some profound secret methods.

When he was "vomiting blood", Da Wu appeared and was quite worried, fearing that he would have serious problems with his internal organs. Old Chen was a lesson for him!

When Chen Yongjie was young, he practiced the supreme Taoist skills, but his internal organs were left with hidden disasters. Many years later, he was detonated on the Pamir Plateau.

Wu Yin wanted to find someone to check him, but Wang Xuan politely refused. He thanked Da Wu and resolutely kept the silk scarf that wiped the tomato juice from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't really doubt that Da Wu had ulterior motives towards him, but he was worried that the cunning old comrade Wu would take it for testing and analysis.

Da Wu didn't take back his silk scarf, and glared at him fiercely, but in the end he didn't turn his face, and walked away gracefully in high heels.

"Our station's breaking news, after verification, the F-type spacecraft that crashed outside Ancheng came from a new star, and Mr. Olesha was among the dead..."

Near noon, an explosive news came out that the grandmaster of the new art field, Olesha, died, and the spacecraft unfortunately crashed!

Olesha is also a legendary figure. He was extremely low-key in his early years. He had walked the old art path, and then disappeared inexplicably. When he reappeared many years later, he was already a grandmaster in the new art field.

He even tried to enter the supernatural realm two years ago, but unfortunately failed and suffered a heavy blow, and he could never set foot in that realm again in his life.

Of course, this was all fake news that Olesha intentionally released to the outside world. The real situation was that he succeeded two years ago!

"The number one figure in the new art field fell off a ship and died?!" Many people were surprised. Although some people knew it in the morning, more people just learned about it.

Ordinary people in the old land didn't care much, because they didn't know much about Olesha, not to mention the new art. If it weren't for the Battle of Congling, which gradually revealed that realm, people still didn't know what was going on.

"It's a troubled time, the number one person in the new art field is actually dead?"

In this era, some people with status in the chaebols and major forces have close contacts with the top leaders in the new art field, because it can prolong their lives for several years.

Therefore, this incident had a huge impact within a specific range and caused great waves among the relevant people.

At noon, after repeated confirmation by the relevant parties, Olesha was indeed killed and an obituary was soon issued.

For a time, the reactions of all parties were different, the storm continued to ferment, and many reports were following up.

In the end, there were too many news, and even ordinary people gradually knew that this Olesha seemed to be very powerful, and might be the strongest among human individuals.

After seeing this news, Lao Chen disdained and said: "I chopped him to death!"

Qingmu sighed: "I didn't expect that he would retain his reputation after the 'plane crash'."

Of course, this is just his wishful thinking. The news of all major forces is quite well-informed and they all know the hidden truth.

Now many people think that this must have been done by Qingmu. He avenged his master and sent Olesha to his death with an energy cannon!

It can be said that Qingmu's reputation for cruelty soared directly to the sky, and he was considered ruthless, decisive, and daring!

Of course, many people also think that he is loyal and courageous. In order to avenge his master, he is willing to sacrifice his life and dare to pull down the emperor.

As soon as the obituary was published, some people immediately put pressure on the investigation of the truth, believing that the top figure in the new art field could not die in obscurity, which was obviously intended to make Qingmu pay with his life!

A strong female figure in the old land responded to the pressure through a secret channel and questioned the other side.

Why did Olesha appear in the suburbs of Ancheng? Chen Yongjie was dying, but those people were not satisfied. They attacked him in the rainy night. How arrogant were they?

Chen Yongjie had a great reputation in the old land and was supposed to die quietly, but some people were too arrogant and wanted to end his life in advance. What kind of place is the old land?

Of course, the above are all private responses from a strong female figure through secret channels, which cannot be made public.

Soon after, the relevant departments responded that they deeply regretted the death of Olesha in the plane crash.

When Qingmu learned a little bit through a special channel, he kept wiping his cold sweat. It is completely conceivable that a series of confrontations had already occurred in secret in a short period of time after the incident broke out, and he was almost beaten to death by someone!

Old Chen comforted him and said, "It's okay!"

...

After the news of Olesha's death came out, the representatives of all parties who were originally going to leave the suburban manor and embark on the return journey were shocked to find that they had not waited in vain for the past few days.

Now they need to go from the suburbs to Ancheng, and finally they can attend a memorial service.

Many people showed strange colors. They did not attend Chen Yongjie's funeral, but saw the obituary of the first person in the new art field. This is really weird.

Some people have to sigh that fate is unpredictable. Old Chen survived his biggest enemy to death, and he was strong and hard, and he had to die behind!

"This time, you don't need to return the wreath bought for Old Chen. Just let the owner write a new elegiac couplet and ship it to Ancheng!"

Some people think that this is quite dreamy. What happened in the past two days is really a bit bizarre.

Old Chen also sighed: "Qingmu, do you want to send a wreath to Olesha for me? This person is quite powerful, show some respect."

Qingmu: "?!!!"

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At noon, the guests in the manor were almost gone, and all moved to Ancheng to pay their respects to Olesha. Many people sighed that this trip would definitely not be in vain!

Wang Xuan didn't even have lunch, and was still looking up at the sky, concentrating on the heavenly medicine.

Zhong Cheng ran over breathlessly, waving his hands from a distance and showing him a bright smile.

Wang Xuan glanced at him and knew that although this kid had clear eyes, he was definitely not an innocent boy, so he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Brother Wang, I came to ask you for advice. I brought a secret book. You must tell me why you practice so fast." Zhong Cheng said hurriedly, and shook the secret book in his hand.

Wang Xuan looked up at the sky, still ignoring it. Is Patriarch Wang someone who lacks secret books? Unless he takes the peerless secret chapter or the golden bamboo slips to take a look!

Then, he accidentally saw the secret book in Zhong Cheng's hand, which seemed a bit large, comparable to a large photo album.

In addition, the secret book seemed to lack the weight of history and the precipitation of years, and the modern atmosphere was too obvious, as if it had just been rushed out not long ago.

At the same time, Wang Xuan saw Xiao Zhong appear, striding a pair of long legs, running towards this side.

"Then I'll take a look and give you some pointers." Wang Xuan decisively took it and opened it quickly.

Zhong Cheng was surprised. Brother Wang's hand speed was so fast. He was just looking at the sky carelessly just now, how could he suddenly grab it in his hand? He didn't even see his movements clearly!