"Love is long, hate is long!"
"Several generations of sorrow and worry!"
"If you leave, he'll leave too!"
"Bent over, gray-haired!"
The sound of "The Grand Funeral" resounded throughout Fenghuang Village. After "The Grand Funeral", there were "Crying to the Heaven", "A Thousand Pieces of Paper", and "Crying at the Seven Gates".
"Wear white clothes, quick!"
Yu Shanshui started shouting, and the villagers spontaneously put on mourning clothes, and some even put clothes on Ye Xiaomi.
"I won't wear it!"
"Dad is not dead!"
Ye Xiaomi refused and hid behind Sun Li. Sun Li's eyes were swollen, and she hugged Ye Xiaomi and cried non-stop.
"The child must wear it!"
"By the way, Ye Tian is the village chief after all, so he has to inform the township."
"I've already notified them. The township head and the others will be here soon."
Yu Xiaoxia was also crying, and Aunt Tian opposite was also crying. She sat on the doorstep, hugged Tian Wa and cried until her voice was hoarse.
"The village chief saved the child, he is a hero!"
"right!"
Just as everyone was discussing, Shui Wenjun led his men over.
"Village Chief Ye, have a safe journey!"
Shui Wenjun came over and personally wanted to shake hands with Ye Liang and the others. Unfortunately, the Ye family didn't believe that Ye Tian was dead at all.
"What's going on?"
“My family doesn’t believe it.”
"well!"
Shui Shuiwenjun sighed, but there was no sadness in his eyes, instead there was a hint of excitement.
Miao Jianyi also sneered continuously. He was wearing black clothes and said to Yu Shanshui, "I'll pay for it. Bring me 100 wreaths and put them all here."
"Village Chief Miao, you don't need to spend money, right?"
"Ye Tian may not die."
Lan Lingyun also came over. She was considering whether to inform Qin Yulian and others. After all, half a day had passed and there was no news from Ye Tian.
"He must be dead, but he can still be alive, so what?"
"Buy a wreath quickly."
"I guess the township will report this matter to Village Chief Ye. He is a martyr."
Miao Jianyi said this while standing at the door of Ye Tian's house, pointing to the yard and saying, "Put them all here, hurry up."
"By the way, let's have everyone in our village come and pay their respects."
"Tell them it's time to eat."
"Village Chief Miao, what do you mean?"
Everyone in Fenghuang Village was angry, but Miao Jianyi still wanted to invite Linhe Village to the feast.
"You don't understand, do you? To have a white banquet, you need a lot of people."
Miao Jianyi put on a forced smile and took the initiative to arrange Ye Tian's funeral.
Shui Wenjun didn't say anything and let Miao Jianyi do it.
More and more people gathered in front of Ye Tian’s house.
There were trucks coming from a distance, all of which were delivering wreaths. Miao Jianyi smiled triumphantly, and he directed Yu Shanshui to fill Ye Tian's house with these wreaths.
"Look, how kind and righteous I am."
"Although Ye Tian is a guy who doesn't get along with me, he's already dead."
"Village Chief Miao, I heard it was to save your nephew..."
"Nonsense, how is that possible? Are we from Linhe Village going to be rescued by people from Fenghuang Village?"
"Forget it, the dead cannot be resurrected."
"Tomorrow morning, come and have a feast."
Just as Miao Jianyi was about to invite the people of Linhe Village to the feast, a cold wind blew across the village road. The streetlight at the entrance flickered and then went out.
A slender shadow slowly came from a distance.
The shadow trembled, and then a hoarse voice came from the wind.
"You want to have a feast?"
The sound was very penetrating and reached everyone's ears.
"Yes, I want to have a feast. Of course we have to have a feast when someone dies," Miao Jianyi said casually while looking back.
"who?"
The shadow grew thinner again, and the streetlight seemed to dim even more. This shadow seemed to float over, and instantly appeared opposite Miao Jianyi.
At this time, the street lights went out again.
Miao Jianyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the street lights suddenly came on.
A man in black appeared in front of Miao Jianyi and stared at him intently.
“Oh my god!”
Miao Jianyi knelt down directly, his body trembling. He looked at his feet on the ground, which were covered in mud.
Not only that, there was also a creaking sound coming from behind this person.
Then another head popped out.
"Good heavens!"
"Amitabha, the compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."
"Wulian Tianzun, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother of the West..."
Miao Jianyi roared out all the gods he knew about, and was extremely frightened, shaking like a sieve.
"Whose feast are you eating?"
Ye Tian looked at Miao Jianyi in confusion, then looked back.
Tian Wa behind him also blinked and muttered something.
"Whose feast is it?"
"I don't dare anymore!"
"Ye Tian, my ancestor, please don't scare me. I won't dare to do it again."
Miao Jianyi kept bowing and started talking nonsense.
"All of this is my nephew. If you want to find someone, go find him, don't come to me."
"It's all Yuan Yiming's fault. If you don't want to find the child, go find my sister Miao Fang, don't look for me."
"Please!"
"I swear, I will never come to Phoenix Village again. If you want money, I will burn it for you right now!"
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