The next day.

Although there is still a large amount of information left by Liu Zhengqing in the experimental cemetery waiting to be studied.

Although Lisa Fei tried her best to protect herself, she was taken away by Fabio's mysterious forces and her life or death is unknown.

Brother Liu first came to a Mohist ancestral temple in Dongshan Province.

Come to attend Mo Yu's funeral and bid him farewell.

This time, Liu Di changed his outfit which had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

I bought a black shirt specially for the occasion. After putting it on, combined with my gloomy expression, I looked extremely depressed.

This Mohist ancestral hall is an ancient building with a long history.

There are white flowers on both sides of the dozen-story stone steps.

There were also many Mohist disciples standing separately, gazing into the distance with sorrowful expressions.

Brother Liu climbed the stairs slowly, feeling extremely heavy-hearted.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, Mo Lan stood quietly and saluted to Brother Liu.

Brother Liu walked slowly into the house.

In the center of the ancestral hall is a several-meter-high sculpture of Mozi.

As for Mo Yu, her appearance had been tidied up and she was lying quietly under the sculpture, among a cluster of white flowers.

His eyes were closed, as if he was fast asleep.

The entire funeral seemed cold and quiet.

The great figure of Mohism was an unknown existence to the world, so the funeral was not grand and there were not many guests.

Liu Di stood quietly in front of Mo Yu.

The feeling is indescribable.

Mo Yu, who was still alive and well a day ago, is now sleeping.

well.

Brother Liu recalled the scenes one by one.

The first time he met Mo Yu, he was acting like a ghost on Sanzhipo. As soon as he appeared, he was so imposing that he was worshipped by thousands of disciples.

Since then, Mo Yu has been mocking himself for a whole month - 'You don't have a mecha.'

And then.

The two of them worked together to study Liu Zhengqing's secrets.

Mo Yu was afraid that Liu Di was hiding something from him, so he followed him around in a very persistent manner, which was very annoying.

Brother Liu's eyes were moist.

Although Mo Yu had some shortcomings, he was not a bad person at heart and was a good friend worthy of close friendship. If he had not died young, perhaps we could have been brothers in the future.

I thought to myself, if you have the guts, can you keep bothering me for a few more days? I can still endure it.

It's better than just dying like this.

Liu Di stared at Mo Yu's face and always felt that he was chuckling.

Liu Di blinked, then frowned.

Is this kid pretending to be dead? Liu Di suddenly stepped forward, held his wrist, then touched his neck with two fingers, and then tried his breath.

The demon boy's voice came: "Don't try, he has no signs of life."

Brother Liu was silent, and said bitterly: "Brother, I'm sorry, I offended you."

Brother Liu looked up at the sky, trying hard to hold back the tears in his eyes.

I hope you're playing tricks.

Tricked me by faking my death.

You make me so sad, I will beat you to death, and keep beating you until only one breath is left.

final.

Brother Liu still couldn't control himself. He was mentally devastated, overwhelmed with grief, and unable to believe what he saw.

This temple is next door.

In a two-story wooden building, two figures were watching Liu Di's every move through the wooden bars on the window.

“Tsk tsk.”

"He's about to cry."

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy wearing a white classical robe, with his hands in his sleeves, looked extremely sinister under the shadows. The corners of his mouth twitched and he sneered, "Everything is under my control"

"Liu Di he"

"I fooled you!"

"Hahaha!"

The young man in white robe laughed uncontrollably, sat down on the chair next to him, completely disregarding his image, and kicked his feet wildly in the air.

"Mo Jiuli, did you see it?"

The young man deliberately lowered his voice and imitated Liu Di's tone: "Brother, I'm sorry, I offended you. Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

And there was another figure in the room.

Mo Jiuli, a disciple of the Mo family with long flowing hair, frowned slightly at this time, "Master Mo Yu, I always feel that this is not very appropriate. If Master Liu finds out the truth, I'm afraid he will be furious."

Mo Yu was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her face.

"Angry?"

"No!"

"You see, how sad Brother Liu is now, how happy he will be when he sees me!"

"Why are you so angry?"

As Mo Yu spoke, he walked to the bedside and glanced through the window at Brother Liu who was mourning.

He immediately retracted his head stealthily.

I squatted under the window, laughing so hard that I almost couldn't breathe, and slapped my thighs.

"Mo Jiuli."

Mo Yu smiled slyly and said, "I have another plan!"

Mo Jiuli paused.

Yesterday he went to Liu Shizi to bid farewell in a pitiful manner, and today he mobilized hundreds of disciples to hold a fake funeral in front of the statue of the ancestor. This was already too much, and there was even... But Mo Yu stole another glance at Brother Liu, then immediately retracted his head, extremely excited.

He rubbed his hands and said, "In a moment, give me a farewell ceremony, and then you let Brother Liu come on stage and give me a memorial speech! Haha! How do you think?"

Mo Jiuli looked a little unnatural, and said in embarrassment: "I suggest you don't do this."

“That’s right!”

Mo Yu tilted his head and frowned, "This is still not effective enough."

“Got it!”

Mo Yu clapped his hands suddenly, "I will wear mourning clothes, cover my face, and sneak into the funeral, and stand next to Brother Liu!"

"Ha ha!"

As Mo Yu spoke, he couldn't help laughing. "Then, when Brother Liu is mourning me to the point of grief, I will suddenly take off my mask and show off my beauty!"

"Ha ha!"

"I just want to ask you if you are surprised or not!"

"When that happens, Brother Liu will definitely jump up from the spot and yell, 'Ghost!'"

"Ha ha!"

As Mo Yu spoke, he burst into laughter and rolled on the ground.

"hiss"

Mo Jiuli took a breath and the scene flashed through his mind.

Along with this came a strong, ominous feeling.

"Master Moyu, I suggest you think carefully about this plan."

Mo Yu waved his hand, "No need to think about it anymore. The most important thing for a person to be alive is to be happy!"