Mao's Cemetery.
A place where only the heirs of the Mao family can be buried.
Passed down for hundreds of years, generation after generation, and now there are many tombstones in the entire cemetery.
In the center is the burial place of the heads of the family.
The graveyard of the woolen cloth coat had already been cast, and everything had been arranged before him.
This is a place of beautiful mountains and rivers, and on the edge of this hustle and bustle of the golden capital, this is a quiet place.
The wooden coffin is sent to the cemetery where it has been built.
Yang Rui and others kowtowed one after another.
The disciples of the Mao family cried a lot, many of them were orphans, who were taken in, raised and taught martial arts by the Mao family, Mao Buyi and Mao Shixuan were real relatives for them.
In this cemetery, Yang Rui felt an extraordinary breath, he stretched out his hand slightly, there seemed to be a thin barrier in front of the cemetery, and there was a slight difference in the temperature between the inside and outside.
The flowers and plants in the cemetery are luxuriant, blooming with fragrance, it is obviously summer, but this cemetery is like spring, a hundred flowers are blooming.
"It's a little strange, there shouldn't be a lot of yin qi gathered in the sky above the cemetery, why can these flowers and plants grow so well" Yang Rui was a little puzzled.
"This old man has some skills, this cemetery was shielded by him by means, and the yin qi should have been evacuated to other places, so that these flowers and plants can bloom all year round, in this cemetery, there is only spring."
The Spirit of the Tiger Talisman.
"I see."
Yang Rui nodded.
On the left side of Mao Buyi's grave, Yang Rui saw a flower, Manzhu Shahua, red like fire, blooming very gorgeously, but there was only one flower, standing in front of the grave, looking a little lonely.
Mao Junfeng knelt in front of the grave and accompanied Wu Bo to arrange all the pastries, and Yang Rui waved his hand at everyone and signaled to leave.
"Give them some time and let's go down the mountain."
Yang Rui greeted.
When everyone heard this, they all nodded.
On the way down the mountain, everyone's body and mind are a lot more relaxed, the whole mountain is filled with an orchid fragrance, refreshing, very suitable for living, not like a tomb mountain at all, if you can build a hut on this mountain, it will feel very good.
"This mountain is full of aura, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the four seasons are like spring, and the old man Mao has spent a lot of effort."
Liu Zhan exclaimed.
"This old man usually doesn't see that he is a person who enjoys, but after death, he will enjoy it."
Mo Jiuyu sighed.
"If I could, I don't know if I could open a tomb on the side of this mountain, but after I die, I would like to be a neighbor with this old man, and enjoy the tranquility and fragrance of flowers here."
"Senior Liu should be old and strong, how can you talk about life and death lightly, Maoshan still needs you to sit in the future storm, and you seniors need to help the younger generations share some of it."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Zhan and Mo Jiuyou both looked at Yang Rui, and a hint of brilliance flashed in their eyes.
"It seems that you kid already know a lot."
Liu Strategy was slightly surprised.
Yang Rui nodded slightly, "I know a little bit about it." ” "What's next for you?"
Lin Zichong and the others also stepped forward and asked curiously.
"There is one more thing to deal with at the moment, and when it is dealt with, we are ready to go to the military region."
Yang Rui said.
"The military region didn't expect it, we wanted to go together, and I am also ready to go to the military region with Senior Brother Liu, in this troubled year, men should shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the country."
Lin Zichong said, and behind him, Bai Canglan and the others also expressed their positions.
"The eldest brother of the junior brother is in the Eighth Military Region, presumably you should go to the Eighth Military Region."
Liu Mu asked.
Yang Rui nodded, "My brother asked me to report to the Eighth Military Region, and there are still people there that I must meet."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but show a faint smile on his face.
"Then when the time comes, we'll see you in the military region."
Chatting and chatting, everyone walked to the mountain pass, where Yang Rui and Maoshan people were completely separated.
For the next seven days, Yang Rui's brothers stayed at Mao's house to guard the old man's spirit, and Mao Junfeng kept a quiet watch in front of the mausoleum for seven days, usually only drinking some clear soup and fresh water.
Mao Shixuan was excited, Mao Junfeng's return was the happiest and most important thing for him, and it was also the old man's entrustment, and now it is completed.
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And the only regret is that the father and son have seen each other ten years apart, but they are like strangers, and the estrangement is difficult to erase.
"Next, what are you going to do" In the backyard of Mao's house, Yang Rui sat in the gazebo, Mao Junfeng quietly looked at this familiar courtyard, every place was almost the same as ten years ago, and it had not changed.
There are bits and pieces of his life with the old man, as well as good memories of him and his mother.
"Everything, it's still the same."
He said lightly.
"What did you just ask me" He came back to his senses and looked at Yang Rui.
"What's next?"
"I promised the old man that I want to carry forward the Mao family, so I can't join the army like you without scruples, the Mao family still needs me, and there are some little guys who need me to support."
He said lightly.
"What about the orphanages?"
"You know" "Xiao He has told me everything."
Yang Rui smiled faintly, "When we first met, I always thought that you were just bounty hunters licking life on the knife edge, maybe you could do anything for money, I always thought that you wanted so much money for something, but I didn't expect you to adopt so many orphans." ” Mao Junfeng couldn't deny a smile, "They are all young lives, but they were born with bad luck, and they should be given the right to survive." ” "How many orphanages have you opened?"
"Three years ago, there were only six, but in the past three years, the money has become more and more chaotic, and our orphanage has grown from six to eleven."
"Eleven orphanages, that's a lot of money."
"Why, the big boss should be ready to invest" When Yang Rui heard this, the two looked at each other and smiled, he lazily leaned on the stone pillar of the pavilion, and said, "I plan to join the army to sharpen myself, the matter of the Ma family is basically solved, and there is still an uneven road to go in the future." ” Mao Junfeng smiled lightly, "As a ferryman, you should know a lot about this corner of the future, and now the border is more chaotic than the country, are you sure you want to join the army." ” Yang Rui shook his shoulders, "It has been decided, joining the army is only my goal in the near future, and for me, there is one more thing that must be completed in this life." ” As for what happened, Mao Junfeng didn't ask, and Yang Rui didn't say, although the two didn't get along for a long time, they were half confidants, and after a while, Yang Rui took a few brothers back to the Jin Manor.
Today's Golden Dragon Gang, although Xie Qing is still the leader of the gang, but the decision is basically in his hands, now Xie Qing is focused on cultivation, Li Shenhe has the corpse king Neidan, and he also found a place to retreat.
The entire Golden Dragon Gang, Yang Rui handed it over to Jiao Jun.
"Senior, although I know that hatred is such a thing, it is difficult to forget, but for the sake of Han Muxue, I hope you can look down on it, as far as I know, the mastermind behind what happened back then was the Ma family, and now the Ma family Ma Wenshen and Qian Zhenshu are both dead, you should also have your own plans
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