The Tail of the Full Moon

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?"
Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old."
"...do you want to die?"
"I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

The autumn wind is brisk, the weather slightly cool. Perhaps due to the recent incident where a young master from a certain family was brutally murdered in the street, the atmosphere in Qingshui County remains tense, yet life continues calmly on the surface.


Today, the grand gates of Xue Mansion are unusually decorated; not only are the lanterns replaced with white ones, but the plaque also features large white flowers and the prominent character for "Offering."


Paper money flutters everywhere, numerous people in white hemp stand at the front, clearly indicating that today is the day of the funeral procession.


The shrill sound of the suona horns rises, serving as a signal for other groups holding drums and gongs to start playing, sending off Mr. Xue's soul and hoping he can find his way home in the next life.


The sturdy gates are pushed open, leading the way is that familiar middle-aged man.


Chapter 35 Funeral Procession