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The next day, Lin Yan put on a hat and glued a row of bushy beards on top of his lips. He looked a bit like when he was a "fortune teller" to cover up his real appearance, and then left the courtyard. Go to Qingyang Town.

When we arrived at the Xia Mansion, unexpectedly, there was a lot of mourning and joy, and the funeral procession was preparing to carry the coffin up the mountain.

After asking, Lin Yan found out that although the Xia Mansion had been destroyed for nearly a week, in order to solve the case, the government had to take the deceased to the foreman for inspection first, and the body would be transported back to the Xia Mansion after the official process was completed. At that time, four days had passed, and it took another two days to arrange the funeral in Xia's mansion, so the funeral was not released until the seventh day, and now the relatives of the Xia family, wearing white flowers and mourning clothes, are preparing to bury the dead in the old house of the Xia family on the hill.

Although the Xia family is powerful, it is only in Qingyang Town. In fact, the foundation of the Xia family is basically in Qingyang Town, and because of a massacre, almost all the family elites died, and the ones who lived were all Xia family. Some relatives outside Qingyang Town, fortunately, the Xia family has a good reputation in Qingyang Town, and many people volunteered to help, which made the funeral a lively one.

Xia Anzhi's cousin, a tall and tall man, was in charge of the funeral. Hearing that Lin Yan said that he would give the deceased a ride, he smiled kindly and agreed.

Lin Yan walked in the middle of the funeral procession, walking with a heavy heart along with the sounds of suona, firecrackers and mourning from the relatives of the deceased.

Don't worry about what Xia Long and Xia Ping have done to him, just say that Xia Anzhi, the current head of the Xia family, is a dutiful scholar, friendly to others, willing to do good things, and his reputation in Qingyang Town is better than Xia Long's, but he also died tragically. Lin Yan couldn't help but sigh.

The old house of Xia’s family is not far away. You only need to walk through this dirt road about 1000 meters, and you will arrive there uphill. It is a short distance.

However, when he was about to go up the mountain after walking for more than half, Lin Yan found that the team in front had stopped, as if something had happened, and there was a quarrel coming.

Walking to the front of the line, Lin Yan found Xia Anzhi's cousin, a tall and strong man, arguing with him with a sullen expression on his face.

The other party is also a funeral procession, and the two sides are arguing over who should make way.

But Lin Yan quickly understood why the faces of the people on his side showed resentment.

Because although the dozen or so people on the other side were also wearing mourning clothes, they did not set off firecrackers or throw out paper money. They all had sneers on their lips and provocative expressions in their eyes, without any trace of the sadness of the deceased.

Not to mention, the coffin carried by the four strong men, instead of temporarily putting it down during the stalemate between the two sides, instead of resting for a while to catch their breath, the men continued to carry the coffin, with relaxed expressions, and even whistled. Looking here maliciously.

Any fool would know that there must be nothing inside that small thin-skinned wooden coffin, it was just an empty coffin, and these people were clearly here to make trouble.

Some people who knew the situation told Xia Anzhi's cousin the truth, and Lin Yan heard it from the side.

It turned out that the other party was the Xia family's rival in Qingyang Town, a member of the Yang family.

When Lin Yan was in the Xia family, he knew that the Yang family and the Xia family had always disliked each other.The Xia family thinks that the Yang family is rich and domineering, while the Yang family thinks that the Xia family is a hypocrite who is full of benevolence and morality but extremely hypocritical.

Right now, it is Yang Erlang from the Yang family, this unscrupulous gangster, who brought a group of gangsters to deliberately block the road.

According to the custom, when the deceased is sent from his home to the mountain tomb for burial, he must arrive smoothly, and it is taboo to stop halfway, and even more taboo to retreat!

But this dirt road is not spacious at all, and the four big men on the Xia family's side carried the bluestone coffin and took up most of the road. Carry the coffin and go back!

"Brother, look, the dead are waiting to be buried in the ground. You let us make way, just let us go back. Not to mention breaking the custom, it is also disrespectful to the dead."

Xia Anzhi's cousin knew that this was on someone else's territory, and most of the people who went to the funeral on his own side were villagers who came to help spontaneously. Facing this group of gangsters, he couldn't completely tear his skin apart, so he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. Good words of persuasion.

Unexpectedly, Yang Erlang, who was at the front of the opponent, spit thick phlegm on the ground with a "bah", and said viciously: "Hey, if you don't give way, why don't you let us? Breaking the custom is also disrespectful to the dead. Stop talking nonsense and make way for us!"

At this moment, Lin Yan heard the villagers whispering beside him.

"Yang Erlang is deliberately finding fault. Although the Yang and Xia families are at odds, I didn't expect Yang Erlang to be so worthless. After such a tragedy happened to the Xia family, he would come to make trouble. Is it ugly?"

"Yeah, you may not know that before Yang Erlang took a fancy to the third daughter of Patriarch Xia Long Xia, and came to ask for a marriage, but Xia Long refused abruptly, and said that Yang Erlang was too domineering and evil, this is also true , but Yang Erlang has a grudge, and today he actually made a fake coffin to cause trouble."

"Hush, be careful, don't let him hear it, or we will be retaliated by him."

Xia Anzhi's cousin is also a man full of blood, and when he heard that Yang Erlang was so unreasonable and could no longer control his emotions, he raised his voice angrily: "You think I'm a fool, you are not at all carrying an empty coffin. In the funeral!"

Yang Erlang spit again, turned his head to point at the thin wooden coffin and sneered, "How the hell do you know it's an empty coffin, why don't you take off the coffin lid and lie down inside?"

"What are you talking about! If you want to make trouble, I'm not afraid of you, Suona, blow it up for me, let's continue on the road, I don't believe you dare to be so overbearing!"

"I'll see who dares to move!" Yang Erlang suddenly yelled angrily, then put on a tiger's face, with a cold light in his eyes, and said with a fake smile: "Many of you are from our Qingyang Town, I know it well." Yes. In the past, it was Xia Long, Xia Anzhi, these dead ghosts who protected you, but now it’s different. Qingyang Town is in the hands of our old Yang’s family. How to do it, everyone should weigh it in their hearts first, so as not to mess it up in time. I am not good at being a man, and you are also embarrassed."

From these yin and yang strange words, everyone could hear the naked threat.

The faces of the villagers who came to the funeral suddenly changed drastically. Not only did the suona sound not sound, but many people also retreated, and they did not want to get involved in this matter at all, so as not to offend Yang Erlang.

Unexpectedly, Xia Anzhi's cousin was very hot-tempered. Seeing Yang Erlang wanted to make trouble, his eyes widened with anger, and a pair of big hands grabbed Yang Erlang's collar, lifted Yang Erlang directly, glared at him and said: "Are you going to let me go or not?"

"Fuck me!"

Seeing that the boss was like this, the dozen or so bastards behind Yang Erlang surrounded him, cursing, and wanted to beat Xia Anzhi's cousin.

"Let, I'll let your old mother!" Yang Erlang cursed viciously, and then punched Xia Anzhi's cousin directly with a fist that glowed white!

Xia Anzhi's cousin let out a strange cry, and was knocked down by the punch, his face like gold paper.

"You still dare to challenge me? You're overestimated! Finally, let me tell you, if you don't bring someone back to Lao Tzu today, I will stay here and never leave. Let's see how you let that dead ghost Xia Anzhi go to the ground!"

"You...you!" Xia Anzhi's cousin spat out a mouthful of blood after being extremely angry.

Not a warrior, it is obviously difficult to fight against Yang Erlang who is a warrior.

Lin Yan didn't expect the situation to turn bad all of a sudden, Xia Anzhi's cousin was so temperamental that he didn't even have time to help.

But it's not too late to stand up now.

"Who is dead in your Yang family? Why don't you set off any firecrackers?" Lin Yan stood in front of Yang Erlang and said coldly.

"You bastard, how dare you curse my old Yang family? Are you looking for death?" Yang Erlang couldn't help being furious when he saw that there were still people who dared to jump out to fight against him.

"You're courting death!" Lin Yan yelled angrily, "If you don't get lost, I'll tell you to lie in a coffin!"

"I do!"

Yang Erlang jumped up angrily, his fan-like hand picked up a gust of wind, and slapped Lin Yan hard on the face!

A villager next to him couldn't help exclaiming, worried that this elegant man in his 30s would be slapped away by Yang Erlang.

But the bastards on Yang Erlang's side were all gearing up, whistling sharply, waiting to watch the show.

But in the next moment, many people were dumbfounded.

I saw that Yang Erlang's slap couldn't fall down, his wrist was firmly pinched by the elegant man wearing a hat, and he couldn't move at all!

Immediately afterwards, they heard a "click".

"Ah!" Yang Erlang screamed like killing a pig.

Everyone couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts, they didn't expect that this inconspicuous and elegant man would be so straightforward when he made a move, directly twisting Yang Erlang's wrist.

"I'll tell you one last time, if you don't get out of here, if you are really killed, your father will collect your body!"

Lin Yan snorted coldly, and at the same time as he let go of Yang Erlang's wrist, he slapped Yang Erlang's face with his left hand, knocking him flying!

"boom!"

Yang Erlang screamed all the way, and after flying high, he slammed heavily on the thin wooden coffin he brought, smashing the coffin to pieces.

Dust splashed everywhere, and Yang Erlang rolled on the ground in pain, unable to get up again.

Such a domineering slap not only shocked everyone, but also frightened the dozen or so bastards on Yang Erlang's side.

"roll!"

Lin Yan fought Chun Lei with his tongue, and suddenly let out a loud shout, and a strong killing intent was released from his body!

The bastards were so frightened that their faces were pale, their legs were shaking, they hurriedly helped Yang Erlang up and went towards Yang's house.

"Okay, good play!"

Seeing that Yang Erlang and his gang were running away in desperation, everyone couldn't help but applaud Lin Yan!

"Thank you for your generous help." Xia Anzhi's cousin bowed his hands and thanked Lin Yan very politely.

"It's just a little effort," Lin Yan waved his hand, "Go on."

Xia Anzhi's cousin looked happy, and directed everyone: "Blow the suona, let's go!"

After this turmoil, the funeral procession was able to move on, walked the dirt road, went up the slope, and arrived at the tomb.

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