Chapter 908
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One night passed.
The next day.
The sky was overcast.
According to the time selected by the Long-browed True Man, the farewell ceremony for Cao Yuan was held punctually at three o’clock in the afternoon.
At half past two in the afternoon.
More than forty thousand Longmen disciples and more than three hundred guests all gathered on the square.
That day when Ye Qiu and the Witch God had a great battle, the square was badly damaged. Qi Lin led people to rebuild the square.
Below the cliff, a mourning hall was set up.
In the middle of the mourning hall, there was a pitch-black paulownia coffin. Cao Yuan, wearing a green robe and with a peaceful expression, lay in the coffin, surrounded by fresh flowers and green cypresses.
Su Xiaoxiao and Cao Qingcheng, wearing plain clothes and mourning scarves, knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper money.
Ye Qiu, Qinglong, Qilin, Han Long, Zhao Hu, and the bosses from all over Longmen also wore white clothes and stood on both sides of the coffin.
At 2:40 pm.
”Amitabha！” A loud Buddhist chant suddenly rang out outside the mourning hall.
Ye Qiu quickly walked out of the mourning hall and saw Master Du’e standing outside.
”Greetings, Master.”
Ye Qiu quickly saluted. At the same time, he noticed that Master Du’e looked dusty, and there was a lot of mud on his cassock. He couldn’t help but ask, “Master, did you walk here？”
Master Du’e nodded with a smile： “That’s right. Ever since the old monk learned the news of the unfortunate death of His Excellency the Ninth Thousand Years, he left Tianlong Temple and walked all the way here. Fortunately, I’m not late.”
Ye Qiu was moved in his heart.
Tianlong Temple is thousands of miles away from here. Master Du’e walked all the way here, which really shows his deep affection.
”Master, please come with me.”
Ye Qiu led Master Du’e to the first row of the guest seats and asked Master Du’e to sit down beside Tang Fei.
“Lao Tang, help me entertain the master.” Ye Qiu ordered.
Tang Fei nodded.
Master Du E smiled and said, “Benefactor Ye, you go and get busy first, don’t worry about me.”
“Hmm.” Ye Qiu gave Tang Fei another look.
Tang Fei understood that Ye Qiu was asking him if the Military God was coming？
Tang Fei said, “I haven’t received a reply from the chief.”
“I see.” Ye Qiu turned around and was about to return to the mourning hall. At this moment, a helicopter appeared in the sky and then landed near the square.
Soon, an old man sitting in a wheelchair was pushed out by the guards.
The old man was wearing a military overcoat, with a serious face, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
The appearance of the old man shocked the guests at the scene.
“My God, it’s the Military God！”
“I’m not wrong, is it really the Military God？”
“I didn’t expect that the death of the Nine Thousand Years Old would also alarm the supreme commander of the Hades Hall.”
“I heard that the Nine Thousand Years Old and the Military God were friends in the early years. It seems that the rumor is true.”
“Quickly make way for the Military God.”
“……”
Although the high-level officials of these Jianghu gangs and business tycoons had long known the reputation of the Military God, with their identities, they rarely had the opportunity to see the Military God in real life.
When the Military God arrived, Ye Qiu led several Dragon Envoys of the Dragon Gate to greet him.
“Hello, Chief！”
Ye Qiu stepped forward and shook hands with the Military God.
”I was delayed by something, so I just arrived now. Am I not late？” asked the Military God.
Ye Qiu said, “No, you’re not late.”
”Where’s Cao Yuan？ Take me to see him.” said the Military God.
Ye Qiu pushed the Military God and came to the mourning hall.
The Military God stared at Cao Yuan lying in the coffin, a trace of sadness appeared on his face, and he sighed in a low voice, “What a pity.”
Everyone remained silent.
Subsequently.
The Military God burned a stick of incense and said to Ye Qiu, “I’d better go out and sit. You proceed according to the arrangement.”
”Okay.”
Ye Qiu pushed the Military God to the guest seat. Just as he was about to leave, the Military God called Ye Qiu again.
”Wait a moment.” The Military God beckoned, and the guard stepped forward and handed a box to the Military God.
The guests around all stretched their necks, wanting to know what was in the box.
The Military God opened the box, took out a scroll from it, and handed it to Ye Qiu, saying, When Old Ye heard the news of Cao Yuan’s death in battle, he was extremely sad. Due to some reasons, he couldn’t come here in person and asked me to give this to you.”
Ye Qiu took the scroll and opened it on the spot. He found that there was an elegiac couplet written on the scroll.
The upper couplet： A bright star has fallen from the sky.
The lower couplet： A famous hero is missing in the world.
The scene was shocked.
You know, Old Ye once held a high position and was second only to one person and above ten thousand people. Even such a big shot sent an elegiac couplet to Cao Yuan. What a great honor!
Ye Qiu stared at the elegiac couplet and saw that the handwriting was powerful and vigorous, with a majestic momentum.
“Thank you, Chief. Please help me convey my thanks to Elder Ye.” Ye Qiu said politely.
The Military God said, “Wait until there is a chance in the future, and you can thank Elder Ye in person！”
This sentence, outsiders couldn’t understand, but Ye Qiu understood the meaning of the Military God and nodded slightly.
The Military God made another gesture to the guard.
Then, the guard handed the Military God another wooden box.
The Military God opened the second wooden box, took out a piece of calligraphy from it, and handed it to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu took it and saw that there were eight big characters written on the rice paper: “Immortal forever, Mr. Cao!”
Looking at the signature, there was only one word.
“Tang！”
Ye Qiu already knew who wrote this calligraphy, but the guests present didn’t know.
“Who wrote this calligraphy？”
“The calligraphy has the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties. It must be written by a master.”
“Since it was delivered by the Military God, it must not be an ordinary person. Maybe it’s another big shot like Elder Ye.”
“……”
Just as everyone was guessing, the Military God said, “This calligraphy is the personal handwriting of the Supreme Chief, Elder Tang.”
Wow！
The whole audience was shocked.
No one expected that the Supreme Chief would actually write an inscription for Cao Yuan. This is not only an honor, but also an affirmation of Cao Yuan’s life.
The guests were envious.
“Although Cao Yuan is powerful, he is ultimately just the leader of a gang. Unexpectedly, even after his death, he could still alarm Old Tang and Old Ye. and even the Military God has come here in person to pay his respects. This is a great honor for both Cao Yuan and the Dragon Gate.”
“Yeah, if Old Tang could write an inscription for me when I die, then I would die without regret.”
“I really envy Cao Yuan.”
“……”
The Military God said： “Old Tang was on a visit abroad. When he learned the news of Cao Yuan’s death in battle, he was very shocked. He originally wanted to return to the country and come to Miao Jiang in person, but was delayed by some things.”
“In desperation, he had to write eight words and send someone back to bring them over.”
“Old Tang also asked me to tell you that in the future, you will be in charge of the Dragon Gate, and he believes that you will definitely do better.”
Ye Qiu promised: “Please rest assured, Old Tang and the chief.” I will definitely work hard.”
“Hmm.” The Military God nodded slightly.
Ye Qiu looked at his watch. There were still ten minutes before three o’clock, so he said to Tang Fei: “Lao Tang, you accompany the chief and sit for a while. I’m going to be busy.”
“Go ahead.” Tang Fei waved his hand.
Just as Ye Qiu, leading several Dragon Envoys of the Dragon Gate, stepped into the mourning hall, a loud voice like a great bell suddenly rang out outside： “Where is Ye Qiu？ Come out and accept your death！”
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