Chapter 113 Reincarnation (Part 1)

The sudden appearance of the second young master of the Wu family made the atmosphere of the funeral suddenly become subtle.

Xiao Ai stood at the door, quietly watching the handsome second young master of the Wu family riding his horse, without saying a word.

The old man Song Bo beside him hurriedly said, "Little fairy, please come this way."

The old man wanted to take Xiao Ai away from here.

But Xiao Ai shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter."

After saying that, regardless of the old man's reaction, the little girl stopped directly inside the gate and quietly watched the scene of the brothers reuniting outside the gate.

The old man had no choice but to stand aside.

When the second young master of the Wu family named Wu Zhiyuan rode his horse to the front and back of the Wu family gate, he jumped off the horse with a big laugh and opened his arms to his brother Wu Zhiqian at the door.

He smiled and said, "Brother! Long time no see, I missed you so much."

Wu Zhiqian hugged his brother reluctantly and said, "My second brother came back suddenly without notifying me in advance, so I couldn't arrange someone to pick you up. Don't do this again if you go back to Fushan City next time."

Wu Zhiyuan laughed and patted his brother's back, then let go of Wu Zhiqian and said with a smile, "No need, no need, there won't be a next time. This time I'm going home, I don't plan to leave, hahaha..."

Wu Zhiyuan laughed heartily, and after saying that, he didn't care what his brother's expression was when he heard such words, he smiled and walked towards the door.

"Let's go, let's go, I'll go see the old man first. Brother, I'll trouble you to entertain the guests outside. You have always been polite and courteous, I'm relieved to leave this kind of welcoming and seeing off to you"

It was a completely domineering attitude, which made Wu Zhiqian's face, which was not good to begin with, even gloomier.

When Wu Zhiyuan stepped into the gate, he saw the silver-haired girl standing by the door, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Wu Zhiyuan smiled and bowed, "I am Wu Zhiyuan, meet the little fairy... Is the little fairy also an old acquaintance of my father?"

The little girl in front of him with silver hair and animal ears is definitely not an ordinary person. She must be a demon cultivator with great Taoism.

Therefore, although the other party looks young, Wu Zhiyuan treats her with respect as a junior and dares not be frivolous.

The little girl glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked towards the mourning hall without saying a word.

Such an indifferent attitude surprised Wu Zhiyuan a little... Isn't she an old acquaintance of the old man? But a friend of the eldest brother?

But what virtue and ability does the eldest brother have to know such a person?

As a cultivator, Wu Zhiyuan can see at a glance that the little girl with silver hair and animal ears is extraordinary.

Her cultivation is far above Wu Zhiyuan and even the entire Wu family. Even the two masters he brought with him are afraid that they can't match her.

Standing outside the door, watching the little girl with silver hair and animal ears enter the mourning hall in surprise, Wu Zhiyuan frowned slightly.

His originally cheerful mood was overshadowed by this demon cultivator of unknown origin.

But he had to do what he should do, at most he had to be more cautious.

With six subordinates, Wu Zhiyuan walked directly into the mourning hall, supported his father's coffin and cried bitterly, wailing loudly that he should have come back earlier.

The sad cry, along with the funeral music, spread out, and it had a bit of a funeral atmosphere.

The little girl with silver hair and animal ears sat quietly in the corner of the yard, watching everything in the Wu family with cold eyes, and did not talk to anyone, like an indifferent outsider.

After dark, the night fell, and the mourning hall of the Wu family became more and more lively.

Because after midnight, the old man's body would be transported outside the city, burned with firewood, and completely burned into ashes.

Most of the guests and relatives had gathered at this time.

At the same time, in the small courtyard behind the Fire God Temple, Huo Feng was distracted and stir-fried the dishes in the pot in the kitchen, and no one knew what he was thinking. The little Gu Diao squatted on the doorstep, staring at him with great resentment.

Before, Huo Feng took the little Gu Diao to the Wu family, and the little Gu Diao did not notice the change in route.

But when he was about to reach the Wu family, as the road gradually became deserted and there was no more excitement to see, the little Gu Diao reacted and started to make a fuss.

Huo Feng had no choice but to temporarily change the route again, not going to the Wu family, but going directly back to the Fire God Temple.

But even so, when the man and the eagle returned to the yard, it was already dark. The little Gu Diao, who had been hungry for a long time, was very angry, and flew down to complain when he saw Lu Heng.

Lu Heng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but he comforted the little guy, and told Huo Feng that Xiao Ai would not come back for dinner tonight, so he didn't need to prepare Xiao Ai's portion.

Then, Huo Feng walked into the kitchen alone and began to prepare dinner.

In the courtyard, Lu Heng still sat in the same position as in the morning, and it seemed that he had not moved all day. The bamboo slip in his hand had now been put down by him.

But the content of the bamboo slip had been remembered forever by Lu Heng.

Today, Lu Heng was still slowly digesting and deducing the content on the bamboo slip, trying to get more things.

In the kitchen, Huo Feng said nothing.

He was still thinking about the scene he saw at the dock today, and the domineering appearance of the second young master of the Wu family.

But...

Huo Feng sighed after secretly looking at the Wolf God outside the door, but it was not easy to say it out.

After all, although the behavior of the second young master of the Wu family was a bit domineering, it was not a big traitor.

If he slandered him behind his back, wouldn't it be a villain's behavior?

Even if he wanted to say something, he should investigate it clearly...

After thinking for a long time, Huo Feng finally made up his mind to go to the city to inquire in the next few days. If the second young master of the Wu family really had a bad record, then this matter must be reported to the Wolf God.

Because he had something on his mind, Huo Feng ate this dinner in silence.

At the table, Lu Heng was not a talkative person. He occasionally asked a few questions about his experience in the city today, and then stopped asking.

After dinner, Huo Feng took the little Gu Diao into the house, and Lu Heng was the only one left in the courtyard outside the house again.

But now Lu Heng did not practice meditation anymore, but quietly looked in the direction of the Wu family mansion.

There, under the night sky, brilliant fireworks rose up, illuminating the night sky of the city.

That was a sign that Old Master Wu was about to leave the city. Every half an hour, fireworks would be launched in the Wu family mansion until after midnight.

And in this small courtyard, I don't know when there was a figure.

The black robe and tall figure were the witch He Lanzhen from Fushan City.

"Meet the Wolf God," He Lanzhen bowed.

The man in white in the courtyard also returned the greeting and said, "Thank you for your help, Helan Wuzhu."

Helan Zhen shook his head and said, "It's just a small favor, Wolf God is very polite."

Lu Heng smiled and said, "The time has come, so let's leave the city."

"Okay," Helan Zhen answered concisely.

Then, the two figures disappeared from the courtyard and headed towards the Pangjiang River outside the city.

The purpose of their trip was to go to the place where the Wu family held a cremation ceremony for the old man tonight.

Lu Heng, holding the Netherworld Soul Seal, wanted to try to retain the old man's soul.