Chapter 1839 Sleep

The sun will not stop rising because of someone's joy or sorrow, just like the world will never stop running because of someone's absence.

When the proud sun in the east rose slowly, there was another mourning hall on Yishan Mountain.

One of them was for Master Qin Jianing, the master of Yishan.

The other one was for Chujiu.

Although Chujiu just fell into a deep sleep, this news was only known to me and Chujiu's mother and father, and I did not want to spread this news. I even declared to the outside world that Chujiu had fallen into a permanent sleep.

The reason for this is that I hope to deceive the world and make them really think that Chujiu is dead.

After all, in the future, the enemies I will face will be stronger and more cunning. No one knows whether they will use Chujiu to threaten me.

All the Feng family members were in mourning, wearing plain clothes. Those of Chujiu's generation stood solemnly on both sides of the mourning hall. Those younger than Chujiu knelt in front of the mourning hall and kept adding paper money to the brazier.

Chujiu's father and mother stood silently on both sides of the coffin, returning the gifts to those who came to pay their respects.

"Qian Yu..."

Hu Zi and others stood beside me, looking as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

After learning that I had left Kunming, Hu Zi and others knew that I would definitely come to Yishan, so that night, they rushed over as soon as possible.

And my senior sister and Luohua Wuhen also rushed over with them.

"Have you seen Xiao Qi?" I asked in a hoarse voice.

"No." Hu Zi shook his head: "I asked the people in Yishan, and they said..."

"What did they say?" I asked.

"They said that Xiao Qi followed the breath of the Gu Shen Sheng Tong and chased him out, but no one knew where he went." Hu Zi sighed: "Don't worry, Xiao Qi will be fine."

"That rabbit, has not appeared since the martial arts conference?" I asked again.

"No." Hu Zi shook his head again: "Xiao Qi said that the rabbit was captured by the monster clan. It's strange. The rabbit could obviously open the void and escape by itself, so how could it be captured? Could it be captured by the big monster of the Xuanwu clan? But that rabbit is also a big monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years!"

I didn't say anything, but just watched the people coming and going in the mourning hall in silence.

These people included senior officials of Wushu Mountain's reserve forces, the heads or elders of various sects, and people from various aristocratic families.

They all received the news at the same time and all hurried over.

"Qian Yu, we... didn't hide it from you on purpose. It was Chujiu who didn't let us tell you." Hu Zi lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, with a face full of guilt.

Wang Qian, Mao Buhui and others were also like this.

I shook my head and didn't say much.

At this time, Zhang Wanli from Longhu Mountain walked out of the mourning hall and walked straight to me, whispering: "General Zhang, I'm so sad!"

I nodded slightly, and then I heard Zhang Wanli continue: "Before I came, the old Taoist priest told me that there is a magical artifact in Maoshan, which is a space-type, extremely convenient to carry, and..."

He looked at me calmly, and then continued: "Moreover, that magical artifact can accommodate living things!"

This sentence made my eyelids jump directly, and I raised my eyelids to look at Zhang Wanli.

Zhang Wanli saluted me and said: "General Zhang, this is the message that the old Taoist priest asked me to bring. The message has been delivered, Wanli takes his leave!"

"Old Mao, go and see Brother Wanli off!" I said in a deep voice.

Mao Buhui nodded, then quickly caught up with Zhang Wanli, and the two walked down the mountain side by side.

As for me, I narrowed my eyes and stared at Zhang Wanli's back.

I didn't even tell Hu Zi and others about this matter, and even if the old master could calculate it, why did he tell Zhang Wanli?

The old master trusts Zhang Wanli so much?

He trusts him, but I don't believe it!

My eyes flashed, and at this moment, I had murderous intentions.

But soon, I hid this murderous intention.

"Qian Yu, this matter has not been notified to Feng Churan, are you really not going to tell her?" Hu Zi suddenly asked.

I shook my head when I heard it: "I will go back to the Intelligence Bureau and tell her in person."

"That girl is still in seclusion, I'm afraid she won't come out for a while." Wu Sheng suddenly said.

"Yes." I nodded: "This matter must be kept secret from Feng Churan. Don't let her know. I will come and tell her in person when she comes out of retreat."

The reason for this is that Feng Churan is in an important period of retreat. If she suddenly learns the bad news, she may go crazy.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

"Please help me see the guests off. I'm a little tired."

After I finished speaking, I turned and walked towards the thatched cottage where Chujiu once lived.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the mourning hall, this place is much quieter. I sat directly on the ground and stared at the bamboo forest not far away in a daze.

Then, I stretched out my hand, gently patted the ground under my butt, and said softly: "No one knows that I hid you underground here, and your father and mother don't know either."

I smiled when I said this, but then my expression became gloomy again.

"Chujiu, you didn't even have time to tell me who the lamp holder is. Who did you arrange to guard the soul-guiding lamp? "Chujiu

fell asleep before he could tell me this. Because of the confidentiality of this matter, I didn't dare to ask casually. I could only wait for that person to come to me.

"Is it Feng Changhe?" Only three people knew about this, and the mistress of the Feng family was obviously not suitable to guard the soul-guiding lamp.

The remaining person was Feng Changhe.

"However, if we can go to Maoshan and get that artifact, then we don't need anyone to guard the soul-guiding lamp. I can do it myself." I nodded secretly, but then I thought that if I went to Maoshan to get that artifact, the people in Maoshan would definitely guess.

"Then... I can kill all the people in Maoshan!" I said with a grim face.

I sat in front of the hut until dark.

During this period, Luohua Wuhen and my senior sister came to see me, but when they saw that I looked serious, they all left with interest.

Mu Yunxi was here, and Qin Jianing was here, too, but neither of them dared to approach me.

The next morning, the huge funeral procession set out.

The procession was extremely large, with almost all the major sects and the world's top ten masters coming.

But I did not follow them, and stayed in Yishan on the grounds of excessive grief.

I stood at the ruins of the thatched cottage and stomped my feet lightly, and a gap that could only accommodate one person immediately appeared on the ground.

There was a dim candlelight flickering in the crack of the ground, which was the light emitted by the soul-guiding lamp.

I jumped in, and then walked to a wooden bed, glanced at Chujiu who was in deep sleep, and smiled softly.

Then, I lay down gently beside Chujiu, smelling her scent, and gradually fell asleep and fell into a deep sleep.