MTL - The Rebirth Waste Strikes Back-Chapter 24 funeral

After Zhuang Yu left, it did not appear for a few days. Four days later, Yan Shaorong received an invitation to invite Xiao Shaorong to attend the funeral of Zhuang Ling.

"Young Master, Zhuang Ling's funeral, are you going?" asked Yan Heng.

Yan Shaorong played with the invitation on his hand and said: "Great! Lead the snake out of the hole."

"Young Master, do you think Zhuang Ling is still dead?"

Yan Shaorong shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe, who knows." If Zhuang Ling died, the mites in her body would lose their activity, and all the medicinal properties would be lost. Those who squatted should be unwilling.

"Have you ever heard how Zhuang Ling died?" asked Yu Shaorong.

"It is said that Zhuang Ling does not want to drag Zhuang Linyuan any more, so he committed suicide."

"The other party has invited, I can't help but give me a face, and I have to take a trip." Yan Shaorong exhaled a breath and said: "I went to see Zhuang Ling, she committed suicide, and the whole inverted image is like me. The spirit is forced to die. If I don’t take this, I will feel guilty."

Yan Heng: "..."

Qi Shaorong went to Zhuang Ling’s funeral as scheduled, and when Shao Shaorong arrived, many people had already arrived at the scene.

"Gui medic, you have come!" Zhuang Renquan greeted Xiao Shaorong.

Yan Shaorong nodded and said: "Yes! Sanye is a good recovery!"

"It's all for your blessing, but unfortunately, Linger has no luck like me." Zhuang Renquan has some awkward words.

"I am sorry, Miss Zhuang Ling's illness, I can't do anything about it."

"It’s not a matter of sinister medicine, Linger has lived for so long, and it has been very painful to live. Maybe death is a relief for her.” Zhuang Renquan sighed and shook his head.

Zhuang Renquan and Yan Shaorong sighed a few words and left.

Shen Yuan walked over to Xiao Shaorong and said: "You are here before the evil doctor."

"It’s a pity that Miss Zhuang died. I will send her the last trip." Yan Shaorong said.

Shen Yuan shook his head and was full of helpless words: "Zhuang Ling's sister is beautiful and understanding, but unfortunately."

"You are here!" Zhuang Qian came over.

Yan Shaorong looked at Zhuang Qian and asked: "You have come, where are you, your brother?"

Zhuang Qian shook his head and said: "Don't know, are you looking for him? I am looking for you?"

Yan Shaorong shook his head and said: "No, I just ask."

Zhuang Qian: "..."

Yan Shaorong originally suspected that Zhuang Ling’s death was true. However, in the Lingtang’s turn, Yan Shaorong had the feeling that Zhuang Ling really died. Zhuang Lin’s sad whole person was full of dead air.

The guests who came to mourn, came one after another, and as time went by, they went on and off.

At night, Yan Shaorong sat on the arm of the promenade and rested. Zhuang Yu came over.

"Is the sinister predecessor not going to the front hall?" Zhuang asked.

Yan Shaorong shook his head and said: "Don't go, I can't see anyone crying."

"The predecessors of the evil doctors are not to see others sad."

Yan Shaorong shook his head and said: "No, it’s just a headache for others to cry."

Zhuang Wei: "..."

"Zhuang Shaoye, don't you go to the front yard?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head and said: "No, there are enough people in the front yard."

Yan Shaorong stared at Zhuang Yu for a while and suddenly laughed. "It looks like, Master Zhuang is very prepared!"

"That won't be."

In the middle of the night, a burst of fire came out of the hall.

“Beginning?” Yan Shaorong looked at the direction of the hall.

Zhuang Yan looked at him and said: "It looks like you are correct. Someone really gave Zhuang Ling's sister a slap."

Yan Shaorong looked at Zhuang Wei and said: "What do you mean by this? You have never believed what I said."

Zhuang Yi said with some apologies: "No, I certainly believe in you, but what you said is too shocking. I thought the people of the bookmaker would not be so ferocious."

Yan Shaorong looked at Zhuang Wei and said: "Zhuang Shaotian is outstanding. Since childhood, he has grown from a honeypot. Naturally, I don't know. There are many people in this world who are psychologically dark. For example, I see you every time. I want to make a few knives on your face."

Zhuang Yan looked at Yan Shaorong deeply, "Why?"

Yan Shaorong smiled and said: "I am joking."

Zhuang Wei: "..."

Various magical and vindictive attacks were blown up in the front yard. Yan Shaorong heard that Zhuang Lin was full of angry roaring. "Second brother, you really gave you Linger, you are really sad, Linger is your niece!" ”

"Women? She is just a hybrid that you and Fu Ruxue made. When I was the first to meet her, the woman with watery poppies chose you."

"Like snow, she doesn't like you."

"Yeah! That awkward woman likes you, from childhood to age, the family's elders like you, Fu Ruxue likes you, why? I rely on you everywhere to press you" Zhuang Lin sullen. "When Zhuang Ling was born, I knew that your retribution came. She was a natural spirit, just right for nourishing blood."

"Big brother, for this daughter, you really do your best. For so many years, even the repairs are ruined. After so many years, you have spent your time raising the locusts in her and her body. Unfortunately, at the last moment, she fell short and she actually committed suicide. However, since the big brother you laid out this trap, then my niece should still be alive."

"Linger is still alive." Zhuang Lin far away.

"You are going to say, how do you understand the **** spirit?"

Zhuang Lin’s cold smile smiled and said: “Big brother, **** spirits can’t be solved. Since you know it, it’s better to see the person, don’t give me the Linger, wait for me to make the elixir. , divide you half."

Zhuang Renxian frowned and said: "Zhuang Linyi, are you crazy? You are not ready to go."

Zhuang Lin looked at his eyes and said: "Zhuang Renxian, you are too wide. Although everyone is Zhuang, the relationship is already far apart. Why do you have to do more with our brothers?"