Jiang Chen didn't notice anything strange about Duanmu Liuli and Wu Sheng, so he came to the mourning hall with his brother Du Zheye.
"Mr. Jiang, please."
At the entrance of the mourning hall, Du Zhe also signaled that although he was ugly, he was well-educated.
You can go with me, but there must be a sequence of condolences. After all, they belong to different forces, and the other party is polite. Jiang Chen is not rude to others, he stops moving forward, and also humbly says: "His Royal Highness, go first."
In front of the mourning hall, it is not suitable for politeness. Du Zhe did not refuse, nodded, and led his sister to take the first step.
"Prince Watanabe and Princess Mei came to express their condolences."
A sharp announcement came from the mourning hall.
“Brother.”
After Du Zheye and his sister entered, Wu Sheng pushed Jiang Chen’s arm.
Jiang Chen looked at him.
Wu Sheng glanced at Duanmu Liuli and said seriously, "There are neutrinos here."
Boss Rao Shijiang is a serious and prestigious college student, and he is also the king of rolls among kings, but this term It still touches on his knowledge blind spots.
There is no priority in learning, the master is the teacher.
Who said that college students must be better than junior high school students?
“What is a neutrino?”
The stronger the Sanskrit sound.
The tranquility and peace along the way were broken, and finally there was a hint of the smell that a funeral should have.
"Neutrino is the official scientific name. According to the common name among the people, it is ghost."
Wu Sheng's meticulous explanation.
Ghost.
Needless to say, almost everyone has doubts about this question, but there is still no accurate answer.
When I was a child, I accompanied Fang Qing to watch interesting films such as "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village". While watching, I always pretended to be calm and laughed, but at night I couldn't close my eyes.
Because as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt that Chu Renmei was at the door of the bedroom.
Of course.
Fang Qing never knew about all this.
Men's stubbornness is their innate nature.
But that was all in childhood. When you grow up and experience high-quality education, as the successor of materialism, where are the ghosts in this world?
But.
You can not believe in some things, but you need to be in awe.
“Do you know where this place is?”
"Brother, I didn't say that. Look at Sister Duanmu."
After receiving Wu Sheng's reminder, Jiang Chen noticed something was wrong with the Taoist sister, and saw her staring at the mourning hall with a frown on her face. The entrance is very different from the otherworldly things in the past.
"What's wrong?"
Even though he never believed in ghosts and gods, and the fear he had when he was a child was just a temporary thing, he couldn't stay calm when dealing with Taoist Duanmu.
Duanmu Liuli was silent and did not speak immediately. After a while, he said: "I will go for a walk around."
Jiang Chen was surprised and had no reason to refuse, so he could only nod his head, "Don't go too far."
Duanmu Liuli left.
Wu Sheng immediately wanted to follow, but was held back by Jiang Chen.
"Brother, Sister Liuli must have discovered something. Let me go and I'll go take a look."
Sister Liuli has never been a pretender.
If there is a ghost, there is no doubt that it must be the person lying inside to receive condolences.
I lost it.
Then why go in?
Looking for excitement.
Wu Sheng wanted to escape, but he couldn't help himself. His shoulders were pressed and he couldn't move.
"Aren't you clamoring to come? Come in with me."
So Wu Sheng could only watch Duanmu Liuli leave.
"Brother, your hands are really strong."
"Invite relatives and friends to come into the hall."
Cries came from the mourning hall.
Jiang Chen stepped forward.
Wu Sheng could not help but follow him into the mourning hall.
A specially made coffin was placed in the center of the mourning hall, and the air was filled with the smell of incense. The young man had no scruples. Even though he complained that there was a ghost, Wu Sheng still took a curious look after being forced in. To a special coffin.
Of course, due to the distance, he could not see the specific scene in the coffin. "A bow."
According to Chinese tradition, the deceased is the most important person.
And he should have more reason to attend than the so-called "quasi-son-in-law" Prince Watanabe Tetsuya.
Jiang Chen bowed to the coffin.
Martial Saint follows his example.
“Two bows.”
Both sides of the mourning hall were crowded with people, all direct or collateral relatives of the Fujiwara family. They were all dressed in plain clothes, with sad faces and sad expressions.
"Bow three times."
"Invite relatives and friends to offer incense."
Two bunches of incense are handed into the hands.
Jiang Chen came forward with the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.
Wu Sheng followed behind, copying and pasting, and when he was inserting incense, he finally took the opportunity to take a look into the coffin.
Blank!
Although it was only for a moment, Wu Sheng's heart was beating fast.
In the coffin with a transparent lid, the body was intact, as if it had just fallen asleep. It must have been dressed up before being buried, with makeup on its face, which was frighteningly pale.
You are indeed a pervert in your childhood!
Likes to hunt for novelties.
The makeup of the dead must be unique.
Obviously the mourning hall was overcrowded and the incense was flowing continuously, but Wu Sheng felt inexplicably cold. After hurriedly putting incense, he looked into the coffin again out of curiosity.
Hiss...
This time, he couldn't help but reach out and grab Jiang Chen's arm.
"Brother, you faked the corpse!"
He said in a very low tone, as if he was being pricked by a needle, and he never dared to look at the coffin again.
Made.
Hallucination?
He actually saw the corpse inside and opened his eyes just now!
Wu Sheng's hair stood on end, feeling that he must have had some imagination, but he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
It’s not that you are fearless.
Jiang Chen didn’t know if he heard what he said. In this kind of place, even if he heard him, he should just pretend that he didn’t hear him.
“Family members respond.”
Jiang Chen ignored Wu Sheng’s reminder and walked to the family area step by step.
The Martial Saint followed suit.
"My condolences and acceptance."
A pair of biological children, one is a master of outsiders and the other is a master of domestics. Fujiwara Reiki supported her mother and bowed her head in return.
When she raised her head, the restless Wu Sheng noticed something was wrong. His attention was drawn from the coffin, and he stared at Riki Fujiwara in surprise.
This is not the woman who appeared in Brother Jiang Chen’s room the night before yesterday...
wrong.
She is not an actress.
The clothes are exactly the same.
It’s just that his expression is very different. He lowers his eyebrows to please his eyes, and he is supporting a woman who looks similar to him. His eyebrows are sad.
So it’s not Cosplay?
There was really a funeral in the family...
This was undoubtedly the first time Jiang Chen saw the mistress of the Fujiwara family, and he instantly understood where the excellent genes in appearance of the Fujiwara Takuno brothers and sisters came from. At this time Standing together, they are more like sisters than mother and daughter.
Mother Fujiwara, dressed as a widow, fully demonstrates what it means to be a mature woman.
It seems...
I feel even more sorry for the death of the head of the Fujiwara family.
Under special circumstances, there was no time to talk to him. After completing the process, Jiang Chen was about to leave.
In vain.
A "boom" sound!
Everyone turned their heads.
Including Jiang Chen.
The hanging portrait fell down without warning, fell on the table, and knocked over the incense burner.
Wu Sheng held his breath and his lips trembled unconsciously
I'll just say it!
Fake corpse! ! !
(End of this chapter)