Chapter 10 The smell of blood in the coffin

After saying goodbye to Mo Guxing, Ye Han jumped into the air and flew in the direction of Piaoyu City. After flying about a cup of tea, a huge city appeared in Ye Han's sight. He saw three words written above the gate, which was Piaoyu City.

At this time, it was in the afternoon. There were many people going in and out of the gate of Piaoyu City. Ye Han floated from the air and fell into the Piaoyu City with the flow of people. For Ye Han's flying down, the people around him cast an awe of Ye Han. The cultivation of those who can fly have at least Xuanjun level. For Ye Han and others For some masters, the Xuanjun level may not be a big master, but for those civilians whose cultivation is generally only the lowest Xuanzhe level, the Xuanjun level is already a big master.

A street in Piaoyu City is bustling with pedestrians. There are various stalls on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of goods, and occasionally there are some people who set up art, juggle and so on. A shout is also coming from these amusing stalls, making the whole street What's more, Ye Han is also in front of a trick stall with some people at this moment, watching the people in the scene turn tricks with relish. Although Ye Han can see through the mystery at a glance, Ye Han does not feel bored at all. Instead, he is immersed in it and laughs with the people around him.

At this time, there was a sudden riot in the crowd, and then someone shouted, "Hey, the people of the Zhu family have come out to mourn. If you have a conscience, go and see Master Zhu off!"

"Has the Zhu family been buried?"

"Let's go and have a look and see Master Zhu. That's a great good man!"

"Yes, yes, yes, our family has been helped by Master Zhu. Alas, why did such a good person suddenly leave?"

So in this kind of discussion, many people rushed to the distance.

"Is there a funeral?" Ye Han looked at the direction of the people rushing, and his heart moved. He suddenly remembered the people who left when he and Mo Guxing went to the teahouse, so he immediately followed the crowd: "I told Jue Tian that those people were buried in Piaoyu City. Is it the one who buried Master Zhu?"

With the flow of people, Ye Han quickly came to another street. On this street, people consciously gave way to both sides of the street and emptied the road. In the distance, they saw a group of people in white slowly coming this way with a coffin. When they saw the coffin, the two streets There were some faint crying voices from the crowd nearby, and even if the others did not cry, their faces became very painful. It seemed that all the people here felt sorry and sad about the death of the person in the coffin. Ye Han's heart was solemn when he saw this scene - there were several people in the world who could die. Are all the common people sad for him? To this extent, I have no regrets in my life.

As the coffin got closer and closer, the crying in the crowd became louder and louder, and occasionally some words such as "Master Zhu, go well" sounded from time to time.

Ye Han looked at the reaction of the people around him, and suddenly softly asked a 40-year-old middle-aged man standing beside him with the same sad face, "This uncle, may I ask, who is this Master Zhu? Why does his death make everyone so sad?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked up and down at Ye Han and asked, "This little brother is a stranger, right?"

Ye Han nodded and arched his hand and said, "Uncle has good eyesight. The boy just came to Piaoyu City today and saw everyone see off this Master Zhu off. The boy thought that Master Zhu must be a good man, so he let everyone do this!"

"Well, little brother, you're right!" The middle-aged man sighed deeply and said slowly as if recalling, "This Master Zhu's real name is Zhu Fengchun. He was originally the child of a hunter's family on Piaoyu Mountain outside Piaoyu City. More than 20 years ago, Master Zhu Fengchun came to Piaoyu City to do business. In just a few years, he became a famous businessman in Piaoyu City, but with those traitors. Businessman is different. Mr. Zhu is a big good man, and he is bold and righteous. After he has money, he constantly helps and helps those who have difficulties in life in Piaoyu City. He also builds bridges and pave roads. Over the years, as Mr. Zhu's business has become bigger and bigger, more people have been helped by him. It can be said that this Piaoyu City At least half of the people in it have received his favor. Alas, why did such a good man leave so early? It's really unfair!"

"So it is. It seems that Zhu Fengchun is really a kind person, and he is also very courageous and far-sighted. If such a person had not passed away, I would be very interested in meeting him!" After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Ye Han whispered to himself in his heart. At this time, only a loud sound of "kaka... dong" suddenly came, and then the crowd around him continued to exclaim. Ye Han immediately looked up and saw that the front end of the coffin had fallen to the ground at this time and lifted it. The wooden stick of the coffin was broken into two sections.

"Quick, go and find another stick!" A young man in filial piety shouted to a servant with an anxious face.

"Yes, young master!" The servant immediately turned around and was about to leave when he heard the words, but at this time, the owner of a wood shop next to him suddenly shouted, "Where can I find wooden sticks? There are a lot of sticks in my store. Master Zhu, wait a minute!" After saying that, the boss turned around and walked into the store. After a while, the boss came out again, carrying a thick and thick cyan square stick on his shoulder from the road where people made way and walked to Master Zhu.

"Master Zhu, here you are, this wooden stick is guaranteed to be strong, and it will definitely not be broken!" As the boss spoke, he handed the wooden stick to Master Zhu.

"Boss Yang, this is bluestone wood. How can you use it to carry the coffin!" Master Zhu waved his hand with a sad face and said that this bluestone wood is extremely hard and its value is extremely high. If such a bluestone wood is sold, it can sell at least 1,000 gold coins. Funeral is a matter of his own family. How can he let others spend so much money?

"Master Zhu, why are you polite to me? If it hadn't been for Master Zhu's help, would I have been today? You can't let Master Zhu fall any more. This blue stone is very strong and just right to use!" Boss Yang also seemed to have a straightforward nature. He stared and directly stuffed the wooden stick into Master Zhu's hand. Then he said, "Master Zhu, don't dab it. It's not good to delay Master Zhu's time!"

"Yes, Master Zhu, you can use it!"

"Master Zhu, don't hesitate. You can't delay Mr. Zhu's time!"

Under the persuasion of the people around him, Master Zhu finally took the stick and said to Boss Yang, "Thank you, Boss Yang. I bought this bluestone tree. After sending it to my father, I will send you the money!" After saying that, Master Zhu didn't care about Boss Yang's reaction. He turned around and walked back to the coffin, and then asked someone to lift the coffin again with the green stick. Then he came to the front of the team and continued to walk with the funeral team.

Ye Han stood in the crowd and watched the coffin gradually walk through the street in front of him. Suddenly, Ye Han frowned and looked at the coffin that had walked out more than ten meters with a puzzled face. He muttered to himself, "The smell of blood? How can there be a smell of blood in the coffin? Is it..." Ye Han's face changed slightly, and suddenly stood up, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell in front of the funeral team, blocking the way of the funeral team.

The sudden change once again aroused a burst of exclamation from the people around, but then there was an angry curse from the crowd:

"That boy, get out of the way, what's going on!"

"Kid, what are you doing? I've delayed Master Zhu's time. I'll kill you!"

"Where is this boy? Why don't you get out of here? This is a funeral. Don't you even understand some rules?"

In this angry scolding, the people around him crowded up and raised their hands to hit Ye Han's head. At this time, an invisible force suddenly dispersed from Ye Han's body, and the people crowded around Ye Han immediately retreated slowly under the push of this soft force. Go.

"This is 'meaning'. He is Emperor Xuan, and this boy is Emperor Xuan!" The insightful people in the crowd immediately recognized that what Ye Han used to push everyone away was the 'in intention' of Emperor Xuan, so they exclaimed again.

At this time, Master Zhu, who was standing in the front of the team, frowned and suddenly came forward. He arched his hand to Ye Han and said, "This gentleman, today is the day of my father's funeral. The so-called death is the most important thing. If you have anything to do, wait until the funeral of my Zhu family is finished. Please get out of the way now! " Mr. Zhu's words were very polite, but it was difficult to hide the sadness and anger in his eyes.

"In this case, you can still have such a polite attitude. It seems that Master Zhu's tutor is very good!" Ye Han smiled indifferently, suddenly straightened his face, and said to Master Zhu, "Master Zhu, I didn't suddenly stand up to embarrass you. It's just after Master Zhu's coffin landed just now, I suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood coming from the coffin, so I had to stop you in a hurry!"

The smell of blood? Why didn't I smell it? Even if there is, what does it have to do with you blocking our way? Master Zhu frowned, and the anger in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Master Zhu, this bloody smell is extremely weak. Your cultivation is not enough. Of course, you can't smell it, but I'm sure that this bloody smell comes from Master Zhu's coffin!" Ye Han explained to Master Zhu with a sincere face, "Master Zhu, the dead will not bleed, and of course it is impossible to smell this fresh blood, so I suspect that Master Zhu is not dead. Just now, the coffin fell to the ground. Master Zhu should have broken some parts of his body and shed a little blood, so the smell of blood came out. !"

"Master Zhu is not dead, how is it possible?"

"What this boy said is too suspenseful. It smells bloody. Why didn't I smell it?"

"I think this boy is looking for trouble sincerely!"

After listening to Ye Han's words, there were bursts of discussion again from the crowd around him.