Standing quietly at the foot of the mountain, looking at the group of people in the distance who were wearing shrouds and trying hard to carry the coffins up at the foot of the mountain, Chen Ming hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped forward and continued towards the mountain.

Go forward.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Among the group of people, one of the middle-aged strong men led by them saw Chen Ming walking straight over, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Is there anyone dead on Mount Yueshan?"

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Chen Ming nodded, and then hesitantly asked.

"Isn't it obvious?"

The strong man smiled: "Immortal, why are we carrying the coffin up?"

"I have been away from Yueshan for a long time and I am not familiar with it. Could you please introduce me to it?"

Looking at the big man, Chen Ming cupped his hand, then took out a tael of silver and stuffed it into the strong man's hand without saying a word: "Please accept it with a smile."

"Young master turns out to be a disciple of Yueshan!"

The big man was in awe, looked at Chen Ming in front of him, looked at the broken silver in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted it, and then said: "I don't really know how much, but I heard that some time ago,

Something happened over there in Nanping County, and the disciples of the Yueshan Sect were also in trouble, so we were asked to carry the coffins up and prepare to bury those disciples who suffered."

"Nanping!" Hearing this name, Chen Ming's heart tightened. Just as he was about to ask more questions, he heard the voice of the big man in front of him continue to sound.

"I heard that in addition to a few disciples, there was also an elder who died in Nanping this time."

"What's the name of that elder?" Chen Ming suddenly raised his head, and a bad premonition quickly arose in his heart.

"I don't know the name of the elder very well..." The big man shook his head, and after thinking hard, he said with some uncertainty: "But I heard from those Yueshan disciples who came down the mountain, it seems that his surname is Lu

An elder of…”

bump!

A crisp sound of footsteps suddenly sounded.

The next moment, Chen Ming didn't care about anything else, turned around and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

His speed was very fast, and in just a few seconds, his figure disappeared directly on the spot, leaving only a faint afterimage.

Standing there, looking at Chen Ming's fierce reaction, the big man was stunned for a while. It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and he stood there and shook his head.

"Uncle Lu, don't let anything happen!"

On the mountain road at the foot of Mount Yue, a figure quickly passed by the foot of the mountain, and then rushed towards the top of the mountain. Its speed was so fast that one could only see an afterimage in the distance.

At this moment, Chen Ming no longer had the same mood as before and rushed towards the top of the mountain at full speed.

With his current strength, it didn't take long, just less than ten minutes, before he walked up to the top of the mountain and arrived at a familiar place.

On Mount Yue, bursts of mournful music continued to sound, and one disciple after another kept walking past Chen Ming's eyes, but without exception, they all wore plain white shrouds.

A faint sound of sad music came from an attic, mixed with bits and pieces of sobs.

Listening to this voice, Chen Ming hesitated for a while, then followed the sobbing and walked out towards the attic.

Around him, some disciples who knew him recognized him and let him in without stopping him.

Not long after, he walked to a spacious hall.

In the hall, pieces of yellow paper were thrown down randomly, and they were still on the ground quietly, accumulating a thick layer on the floor of the hall.

In the center of the hall, a person familiar to Chen Ming was sitting there. He was holding a yellow paper in his hand and was sobbing slightly.

That was Fang Jia, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. At this moment, her delicate little face had been spent, and her face was very frighteningly crying. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked like she had been crying for a long time.

Chen Ming should have been very excited when he saw Fang Jia, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but at this moment, there was no emotion at all.

Looking at the spiritual tablets placed in front of the hall, Chen Ming's mind went blank, and he just stood there in a daze.

"Chang'an!"

At this moment, she seemed to hear the footsteps of Chen Ming's arrival. Fang Jia turned around and looked at Chen Ming. After seeing Chen Ming, she couldn't help the emotions in her heart anymore and rushed towards Chen Ming crying, trying to save him.

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Strong sobs came from his ears, gradually arousing Chen Ming's thoughts.

Looking at the spiritual tablet with the two characters "Lu Qi" written in front of him, Chen Ming reluctantly came back to his senses. Looking at Fang Jia who was crying on him at the moment, the corners of his mouth opened involuntarily, but in the end he said nothing.

He just reached out and touched her forehead, comforting her gently.

After a while, he felt a little wet on his chest, and that piece of clothing had been completely wet by Fang Jia's tears.

After a long time, the sobs in my ears gradually became quieter.

Chen Ming looked down and saw that Fang Jia was lying quietly in his arms at the same place, and fell asleep directly in his arms at this moment.

"Send her down to rest..." A voice suddenly sounded on the spot, and then a thin figure walked out of the room next to her.

This is Shan Jian, a true disciple of Yueshan Martial Arts Academy. He usually has a good relationship with Lu Qi, and he is also waiting here to pay homage to Lu Qi.

"She hasn't slept for two days since Uncle Lu's body was brought back. Let her go down and have a good rest."

Walking straight from the corner of the room, looking at Fang Jia lying in Chen Ming's arms, Shan Jian sighed softly.

"Okay." Chen Ming nodded silently, but before leaving, he still asked: "Can I go see Uncle Lu's body?"

"Uncle Lu's body is on display in a side room. If you want to see it before it's put in the coffin, go and see it."

Hearing Chen Ming's words, Shan Jian sighed softly and said this.

In response, Chen Ming finally nodded, then picked up Fang Jia and walked straight outside.

With his current speed, he quickly walked to Fang Jia's room, gently placed her on the bed, and then turned and walked towards the hall.

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On the floor of the small room, a white cloth was covered on the ground, and the outline of a person faintly appeared inside.

Watching this scene quietly, Chen Ming took a deep breath, and then used his hands to lift the white cloth.

A cold breath rushed out, and as a white cloth was lifted, a familiar corpse appeared in front of Chen Ming.

The corpse looked very young, probably in his thirties, but his face was very pale at the moment, and there seemed to be no blood at all.

He was wearing the black robe that Chen Ming was very familiar with, but at this moment, a deep hole appeared in his chest, and his face became a little distorted, with an expression of disbelief.

"Uncle Lu..."

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Chen Ming took a deep breath, and his eyes felt a little sore at this moment.

When he came to this world, apart from Chen Qizhi's father, Lu Qi was the person closest to Chen Ming.

Previously on Yueshan Mountain, scenes of the other party teaching him sword skills passed by one by one, making Chen Ming seem more and more silent.

Standing there quietly, he finally sighed deeply, and then used his hands hard to cover Uncle Lu's body with a white cloth so that he could rest in peace.

"Um?"

The next moment, Chen Ming paused, with a puzzled expression on his face.

In front of him, I don't know when, on Lu Qi's body, the eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened, revealing a pair of faintly bloody eyes.

On the pale corpse, the pair of blood-red eyes were open quietly. In the scene at this moment, they seemed to be looking at Chen Ming quietly. The whole scene seemed terrifying and strange.

Looking at this scene, Chen Ming frowned subconsciously, and an unknown premonition arose in his heart.

His experience in just a few months made him extremely sensitive to some things, so that the changes in Lu Qi's body in front of him immediately reminded him of some bad things.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming lowered his head and looked at the Yuanli panel.

At this moment, the numbers on the Yuanli panel are still growing, and the growth rate has not increased significantly at this moment.

Looking at the source power panel, which was growing at a normal rate, Chen Ming shook his head, and then stretched out his hand, preparing to close the corpse's open eyes.

A cold feeling came from the corpse, but other than that, nothing else happened.
Chapter completed!