“Senior Brother!”
"boss!"
“Brother-in-law!”
Ye Lang felt warm in his heart and said softly:
"Don't worry, I'm fine. You must be hungry, everyone, come and eat."
Ye Lang waved his hand,
The dining table was suddenly filled with all kinds of delicious food.
The four girls said nothing more and sat around, and the atmosphere instantly became warm.
After dinner, Ye Lang went straight to the gym.
His physical condition grew too fast, making it impossible for him to control this power.
I even broke a few bowls while eating just now.
Ye Lang brandished the ring-handled broadsword, using all his strength in every strike.
The knife flashed like a thread and sweat splashed.
Gradually his movements became smoother.
It wasn't until the evening that Ye Lang came out of the gym, feeling exhausted but refreshed.
He returned to the living room, and the four girls looked at him concernedly, their eyes full of heartache.
Ye Lang smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
Tang Xiaowan's eyes were complicated, showing both worry and emotion.
She understood that Second Senior Brother had been working so hard these past two days, wanting to squeeze out every drop of his essence and blood.
She wanted to dissuade him, but she knew his determination, so she sighed and said softly:
"Second Brother, I understand that you feel as much pain as I do.
But, there’s no need to be so hasty.”
Ye Lang was biting into a steak, and when he heard this, he paused for a moment.
"Xiao Wan, I understand, but I'm afraid the master will go far away."
He looked up at Tang Xiaowan, whose eyes were blurred with tears, and said in a low but firm voice,
“I have to dig out the master’s flesh and clothes.
On the third day, we have to bury the old man. We can’t let him die without a place to go.”
Ding~
"Wow~"
Tang Xiaowan burst into tears instantly. She threw herself into Ye Lang's arms and sobbed.
Ye Lang patted her back lightly, his eyes becoming more determined.
Here, if a family member unfortunately passes away, there is a custom of "keeping the body for three days".
The deceased's body will be kept in the central hall of the home for 3 days.
This move is to wait for distant relatives to attend the funeral.
Secondly, traditional concepts believe that "three days" is the time for the soul to wander or confirm whether the deceased is really gone.
During the period of stay, matters such as keeping vigil, setting up the mourning hall, and announcing the death will be carried out.
Relatives must wear mourning clothes and follow strict etiquette (such as not eating meat, not washing, etc.).
A "receiving the third" or "sending off the third" ceremony will be held in the evening of the third day after the death of the deceased.
It means sending the deceased's soul to the underworld, and at the same time preparing paper carriages, horses, and other items for it.
During the ceremony, relatives need to cry and say goodbye, and burn paper items, clothes, and belongings from the deceased's lifetime to show their farewell.
It is the end of the world now, although we don’t have to follow these ancient rituals completely.
But the master's flesh, blood and clothes must be taken back.
I don’t think my master will blame me, his traitor, on the seventh day after his death.
My junior sister may not understand because she is young, but as her senior brother, I have to take responsibility for these things.
Tang Xiaowan couldn't describe how touched she felt at this moment.
When she was most desperate and in the most pain, Ye Lang stood up and took the burden for her.
He helped me remember things that I had forgotten.
And they paid a huge price for it.
Even have to fight for your life.
Tang Xiaowan stared blankly at the man in front of her, tears glistening in her eyes and her heart filled with endless emotion and dependence.
After eating 3 kilograms of beef, Ye Lang stopped and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.
Looking at the worried eyes of Bi Xiao, Bi Jin, Xiong Ting, and Tang Xiaowan, Ye Lang chuckled, patted his stomach, and said casually:
"Don't worry, I'm full, so killing a few monsters to digest the food is nothing."
The four girls looked at him like this, feeling both distressed and touched.
Tang Xiaowan couldn't hold back her tears. She walked forward, gently held Ye Lang's hand, and choked with sobs:
"You must come back safely. I...we are all waiting for you."
Ye Lang didn't say anything more, just rubbed Tang Xiaowan's hair, his eyes firm and gentle.
He picked up the ring-handled broadsword, took the invisible Yao Xi by the hand, turned and walked out the door.
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