Chapter 48 Funeral
In accordance with the laws of the Thrisul Empire, the Code of the Sun, and traditional funeral rites.
The dead must be buried on the same day.
A silent monk in his thirties came from the Moon Church and stood quietly in the corner of Connie's room waiting.
Mr. Hood has been put into an ordinary coffin and is placed in the middle of the living room.
Mrs. Caroline's flower shop is closed today, and she wants to spend more time with Connie, the poor little girl.
At this time, several neighbors who were close to Mrs. Caroline were sitting on the sofa, surrounding Connie in the middle, whispering some comforting words to her.
But Connie was not in a very high mood and responded silently.
Chen Lun looked at them, thinking about something.
His future plans lack a technical talent like Connie, because he needs to form an organization similar to the shelter's extraordinary workshop, which can continuously produce equipment.
Whether you are trading with other forces yourself, or waiting for players to come and harvest their wallets, it is of great use.
He admired Connie's talents and took her with him when he prepared to move to the inner city.
But obviously, now is not the time to talk about this.
Chen Lun glanced at the Moon Church monk in the corner, turned to Floy and whispered:
"Please pay more attention to Connie these days."
Floy turned her head and stared at Chen Lun for a few seconds, pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
"Yeah."
Chen Lun seemed to sense Floy's aggrieved mood. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his tone was wrong.
"Sorry, I just..."
"I know."
Floy's ethereal voice came.
"Connie is mechanically gifted enough that she can help you."
"No, I'm not apologizing for that."
Chen Lun smiled at her.
"You may have misunderstood what I just said. I didn't mean to order you. I don't want you to do something for me that you don't want to do.
Moreover, you are my greatest help in the future, Floy. ”
Floy was a little surprised, then looked serious.
"But I'm going to die soon..."
Chen Lun let out a long breath and returned his gaze to the living room.
"I won't let you die."
His tone was flat.
Floy was shocked, but felt the weight of these words.
This was the second time she heard Chen Lun promise her.
Unlike the first time, she only took it as comfort. Because the existence in her body told her that the possibility of survival was very small, almost impossible.
Maybe there would be a chance to return to the Red Apple Church, but she would rather die than go back.
Now hearing these words again, Floy felt inexplicably relieved.
She didn't know why, but she actually believed it.
"Can I help you too..."
Floy looked at the side face of the black-haired young man and murmured inaudibly.
It's evening soon.
The evening sun dyed the entire city orange.
The monks of the Moon Church conveyed a message to everyone that it was time to bury him.
Giving relatives an afternoon to say goodbye is a sign of humanistic care.
Mrs. Caroline and the others rose, and Connie thanked the friar with tears in her eyes.
The monks from the Moon Church slowly walked in from outside the door and carried the coffin out.
They were wearing black robes with hoods covering their heads, and their arms exposed from the sleeves were thick and powerful.
The two monks easily carried the coffin away.
Everyone followed the people from the Moon Church to the cemetery.
At dusk.
The monk read a eulogy for Mr. Hood, and a group of black-clad neighborhood leaders bowed their heads in silence.
A funeral is a sacred event that expresses the living's respect and remembrance of the deceased.
Death is an important process for people. And in such a world of extraordinary existence, it is full of mysteries and mysteries.
The Church of the Moon is in charge of funeral-related matters in the empire, and they deal with death all day long.
Chen Lun personally participated in some activities of the Moon Church in his previous life.
His evaluation of this church is two words——
Solemn.
Unlike the Red Apple Church, which is as eye-catching as the Red Apple Church, the Moon Church is quite low-key.
The personnel within the church, regardless of their status, look solemn from top to bottom. They speak little and seem to regard themselves as waiters of death.
Death is a journey from noise to silence.
"The death of one person is just one more grave for the whole world, but for those who depend on each other, the whole world is buried in graves...
Miss Connie, please have my condolences.
We can all reach the moon after we die, and leaving this world is just a step on the road to the moon. ”
The monk of the Moon Church said softly.
His fingers drew an arc in mid-air, and finally touched his lips.
This is the prayer gesture of the Moon Church.
Immediately, the monks began to bury the coffin and dig up soil with shovels to bury it.
"I used to long for death, but then I didn't care anymore..."
Floy stood beside Chen Lun and said softly while watching this scene.
Chen Lun glanced at her and comforted:
"What happened is not your fault, Floy."
The haze of childhood and the darkness in Red Apple Church nearly destroyed her heart.
"But I seem to have become timid. I am now afraid of death."
Floy turned her head and stared at him.
Chen Lun was stunned.
He suddenly thought of the countdown.
There are 47 days left.
Floy had 47 days left to live.
If the [High-Sequence Flesh and Blood Faction Mysterious Substance] cannot be found within this month and a half, then the [A-Class Magical Sun Potted Plant] in Floy's body will not be able to maintain its majestic extraordinary power.
Floy will be invaded by pollution, eventually losing his personality, losing control and turning into a monster.
Chen Lun took a deep breath.
"Don't worry, I've figured out a way."
"Well, I believe you."
Floy "stared" at him for a while, and finally nodded and smiled.
At this time, the monk from the Moon Church held a glass bottle and walked up to every mourner attending the funeral.
"Please let go of your sorrow and turn it into remembrance of the dead and comfort for the living."
He held a tear bottle to collect the tears of everyone.
Perhaps it was because Mr. Hood didn't have a good relationship with his neighbors, so few people shed tears for him.
Only Connie cried the hardest.
Finally, the monk handed the tear bottle to Connie and whispered a few words to her.
Connie took it with a nod and expressed her thanks to the monk.
Chen Lun knew what he was talking about, and he probably asked Connie to put the tear bottle at home. When the tears in the bottle dry up, it means that the deceased has arrived on the moon.
But Chen Lun was very curious as to how a follower of Qiangwei could reach the moon.
He couldn't help but shake his head. (End of chapter)