Normally, Qin Fang is a staunch atheist.
"When you get older, you tend to be a little superstitious."
Qin Fang explained with a smile.
"Okay, then let's bury him at an auspicious time."
Zhao Dezhu nodded.
A group of people carried the urn into the dug grave.
Afterwards, the strong men who were hired filled the place with soil.
A tomb stands in the northwest corner of the cemetery.
"Uncle Fang, now I can have a drink with you."
Lin Fan took out the wine and cups that he had prepared long ago.
First, three cups were poured to represent Fang Liangcai's family of three.
Then he filled his own glass as well.
"Uncle Fang, that villain Xiao Chengchuan has been brought to justice!"
"You and your son's injustice has been vindicated. You can rest in peace now!"
"From now on, I will come to worship every Qingming Festival!"
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he drank the glass of wine in one gulp.
Then, he sprinkled three more cups of wine into the soil and filled three new cups again.
"Brother Lin, you didn't even wait for me."
"Yeah, that's really not nice!"
At this moment, two voices came out one after another.
Lin Fan turned his head and saw that the people coming were Ma Chaoxian and Wang Xuan.
"Captain Ma, Director Wang, why are you here?"
Lin Fan was quite surprised.
"It's not just the two of us who are coming."
Wang Xuan smiled and then pointed behind him.
Lin Fan looked in the direction of his finger and couldn't help but gasp.
A large number of people dressed in black poured into the cemetery from all directions.
They held wreaths in their hands, and some scattered yellow paper along the way.
This scene is spectacular!
The owner of Zhouji Coffin Shop was the first to be affected.
He suddenly waved his hand: "Stop!"
The team of hundreds of people actually stopped in unison.
"Let us kneel together before Mr. Biefang!"
"Everyone, please raise your voices so that the evil spirits along the way won't dare to approach."
"With everyone protecting him, the old man is not alone on the road!"
"kneel……"
A team of hundreds of people knelt on the ground in unison.
When his knees touched the ground, they made a dull sound like drumbeats.
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