The red moon rises.

The night is a bit cool today.

The breeze was blowing.

All the ghost riders in Anyang City have come to the side of the hospital.

Some relatively close ghost masters also rushed in with ghosts.

Xue Nian and others stood beside the cremation chamber.

Compared with ordinary people, the burial of the dead has to be suspended for three days after death.

But ghost stalkers have never been treated like this.

As long as they die, they will be cremated on the spot, which is why there is a special cremation room next to the hospital.

Because the evil spirits are sealed in the body of the ghost master.

Once it is slightly improperly handled, Li Gui will recover.

At that time, there will be a supernatural event that neither the guardian nor the ghost master himself wants to see.

And at the first time Xu Zejun died.

The headquarters of the Guard House got the news.

There are not many ghost masters of this veteran level in the entire country.

Thanks to Xu Zejun's contribution, the headquarters of the Zhenshou Mansion also responded to a notice in a short period of time.

Although he could not publicize Xu Zejun's achievements across the country, he agreed to Xue Nian's request.

Franchise Xu Zejun's ashes to circle the city.

Thick burial!

And the ghost riders who came here brought a uniform white robe costume.

Only when the ghost riders above the guards sacrifice, will they be specially approved by the headquarters and can be used.

Everyone put on the special clothes made by this guard house.

Even Xue Nian is no exception.

Xu Zejun is all fighting for China. (Think of the remains of the martyrs who returned to China a few days ago.)

Just coming forward in the early stage of the red moon was enough to make him return with endless glory.

More than half an hour of effort.

The compound of the hospital is already full of people.

The crowds are all ghost masters.

There are also many Anyang soldiers.

When the door of the cremation chamber opened.

A black box was brought out.

On the box are photos of Xu Zejun before his death.

Everyone looked at Xue Nian, who was standing at the forefront.

The guard who looked very young, his back was a little bent for the first time.

Xue Nian let out a long sigh.

He raised his head and glanced at the red moon in the sky.

Take the box with both hands:

"Xu...Uncle...Let's go home!"

this moment.

Hundreds of ghost masters and Anyang warriors turned around together.

Several elders and the captains from all over the place walked together.

Toward a place in the city.

There is no unpleasant cry.

There is just endless silence.

Black silence,

Let the whole atmosphere oppress people's mind more than crying.

Along the way, everyone was silent.

Only the white robe, the sound of blowing away with the wind.

Xu Zejun's death was within this half an hour. It has been broadcast several times in Anyang City.

This is the special treatment granted by the headquarters of the Guarding House.

This man who has worked his entire life for his hometown and human race should not be forgotten by people.

Although most ordinary people in Anyang City do not know Xu Zejun's past achievements.

But he is no stranger to his name.

Every time there is a disaster, the shadow of this old man is always indispensable.

As the team moves forward.

Countless crowds began to automatically join the rear from all directions.

Although they didn't know the identity of these people, they knew the picture.

The team walked all the way very quietly, and I don't know when they gathered to form a long dragon.

Behind this long queue.

Countless lights flickered.

That is the double flash of the car lights.

Tonight,

Anyang is a shining city, clearly dazzling but no one blames it.

Just walked like this for more than forty minutes.

A not-so-wide river appeared in front of everyone.

Some small roads have been cleaned up in advance, leading directly to the river bank.

Although he didn't promise the old man to leave quietly, Xue Nian still didn't dare to violate the old man's wish to fall into the moat.

Ordinary people, including ordinary ghost masters, consciously stopped on both sides of the moat.

Just standing there quietly.

Only Xue Nian brought a few old people and some captain-level characters to the river bank.

Xue Young opened the box lightly.

There is also the temperature of the flame.

Without hesitation, he grabbed a handful of dust.

Throw into the rapids of the river.

"I didn't take a good look at this hometown before."

"In the future you will have time to watch."

...

The sad atmosphere is still spreading.

It's just that it's over the bank of the river where no one can see it.

A transparent shadow stood there right now, wearing an old gown.

With complicated emotions on the face.

Watching Xue Nian throw away his ashes.

In his whole body, countless golden lights are slowly converging.

Keep his soul and mind.

It was also the power of countless merits that concealed the ghostly spirit on his body, so that even Xue Nian could not find him.

suddenly.

There was a ripple around him.

A snow-white figure was revealed from the ripples.

Wear a high hat. Get rich at first sight.

It is white impermanence.

"Old Xu."

With a smile on his face, he arched his hands towards Xu Zejun:

"I will be called Xu Chenghuang from now on."

"Master Bai."

Xu Zejun hurriedly responded.

"Xu Chenghuang is polite. I'm just going one step ahead and congratulate you. She has already taken the decree of Lord Dijun and is rushing here."

"The two of us will be colleagues in the future, we don't have to be like this,"

"I became enlightened earlier than you. If Xu Chenghuang doesn't mind, just call me to thank you brother in private."

Xie Bian smiled and nodded. Although in terms of official position, Chenghuang might be slightly higher than him by half a rank.

But they all knew the temperament of the Lord Dijun, and didn't pay much attention to the etiquette in the scene.

Therefore, the current Netherworldly Righteous Gods are all talking about their elders in terms of enlightenment sooner or later.

Xu Zejun also has no airs. For him, he grew up listening to the stories of these mythological characters.

It is a great honor to be able to call them brothers and sisters one day.

"Brother Xie is polite."

He smiled at Xie Bi'an with a fist.

Xie Bian laughed too.

"I don't know how many Master Chenghuang besides me this time?"

"There are three candidates in this exam."

"I and Wujiao are responsible for your paperwork. You Guang and Yezhong are responsible for Suiyu City God in Yue Province, and Niutou Abang and Ma Mian are responsible for Lin Ping'an Lin City God in Jiangsu Province."

...

But Xue Nian, who was throwing Xu Zejun's ashes, was taken aback by the river around the city below.

Xie Bian did not hide his figure, he naturally saw the figure of Bai Wuchang!

And that image was a strange and famous impermanent adult, and he was talking and laughing with someone at this time.

That person Xue Nian could barely perceive some outlines.

But I can't see who it is at all.

This little Anyang city... how can anyone talk and laugh with this legendary ghost?

Could it be...

He stared at the urn in his hand in amazement.

I remembered the scene where Xu Zejun was led by Bai Wuchang a few days ago.

That person...

It won't be Xu Zejun!

This is the old one! ! !

wipe! Feelings, we are here to cry for you to die and alive!

Why are you just joking with others on it!

Shark off you! (Don’t vote for you!)

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[Author's digression]: Two more coming~ The dog stuff in the group urges me! ! !