Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 264

For this memorial service, I don’t know which national player was invited. The eulogy is well-written and brilliant, and many people with profound backgrounds burst into tears. Confused, don't know what to say.

But fortunately, I can also use the tricks of Nanguo Chushi to pretend to be full of interest, and then use my peripheral vision to look around and observe the expressions and postures of the people around me.

I don't know if you don't see it. Most of the people who come here are in the industry.

And there are many masters.

Looking from here, it is colorful - the most dark yellow color, these are practitioners, and there are many other colors, it seems that they are night walkers.

There was an old man with a serious face, standing beside Deputy Director Tian, ​​his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, which was really scary.

But the aura emanating from his body shot straight into the sky.

With him around, the breath of the others seemed to be overwhelmed.

Such a person, generally speaking, will restrain his breath like Deputy Director Tian, ​​but at this moment, it may be because he is too sad, so he didn't do this kind of thing.

In other words, he may also want to express his dissatisfaction to the Tianji Department by virtue of such power.

The students who entered the training camp this time, that is, the students in the advanced research class, because of the limited number of places, all of them have extraordinary backgrounds and are the best in their own area. And these people, like me, are definitely not many who become monks halfway through. Most of them have masters, families, and other inheritances.

It's a pity that so many outstanding young people ended up sleeping in the vast forest on the border of the northern country.

Think about it, this is life.

I stood among the students, looking around from the corner of my eye. Suddenly, my eyelids twitched, and in mid-air, I met a middle-aged man who I remember deeply.

Fat Dahai, oh, wrong, Shang Dahai.

That is Shang Liang's father.

This man and I haven't met much, but both should have left a deep impression on each other.

After his eyes met mine, before I could react, he turned his head nonchalantly and looked away.

This kind of nonchalant performance made me feel particularly deliberate.

There is a feeling that makes me very uncomfortable.

However, when I looked at him seriously, I found that the hair of this middle-aged man seemed to be white, and then his face was full of sorrow, and there were residual tears. Grief, but forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart.

That kind of restrained and uncontrollable emotion made me feel sad for no reason.

His performance, like most middle-aged men who lost their sons and white-haired men gave away black-haired men, made people feel sad.

His sadness made me even wonder whether my previous guess was too cruel to this middle-aged man.

After the memorial service, it is the procedure of burial in the cemetery. More than half of the people will take the corpse back to their hometown, but there are also many people who choose to stay in this cemetery. I paid special attention and found that Shang Dahai’s choice was also to send Shang Liang remains here.

After such a busy morning, the overall atmosphere was filled with sadness, and after the parents had a light meal at noon, they left one after another.

Ma Yi'ao and I came out of the cafeteria, just in time to see Wang Yan saying goodbye to Shang Dahai and his two entourages at the gate of the camp in the distance.

I don't know what they are talking about, but from my angle, I can vaguely find that Shang Haihai is smiling.

His greasy smile was in stark contrast to the depressive and uncomfortable mourning at the previous memorial service, which made people feel inexplicably weird.

I poked Ma Yi'ao with my elbow, and said, look, Shang Haihai.

Ma Yi'ao didn't pay attention, looked up, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Ah, is that Shang Liang's father? I saw it in the morning, ah, it's very pitiful, but a middle-aged man lost his son, It hurts to think about it—by the way, I heard that Shang Liang is the only child?"

I said it wasn't this, did you see that he was smiling so happily.

When I said this, Shang Dahai just turned his head away, and Ma Yi'ao looked at the back of his head, inexplicably, are you joking?I don't think so, he looks like that in the morning, not to mention today, he probably won't be better in the past few years, right?

Monk Wang Yan and Dahai have gone farther and farther away, and he still deviates from us. I have no way to confirm my guess, so I can only sigh and say alas...

I was full of aggrieved, suddenly remembered something, right, have you ever seen Tang Dao?

Ma Yi'ao shook his head and said no, he didn't show up this morning.

I said, have you noticed that since the end of the exercise, Tang Dao seldom appeared, why did he go there?
As I said this, I remembered the sentence Tang Dao said to me when I was in the cave.

He is also suspicious of Shangliang.

Ma Yi'ao looked at me and said: "I know what you mean, you want to say that Shang Liang is not dead, Shang Dahai actually knows, he is acting here today; and Tang Dao, he may also know something Clues, maybe the past two days have been wandering in the woods, and the higher-ups probably know something about it, so they opened the door for Tang Dao, right?"

I nodded and said yes.

Ma Yi'ao sighed and said that no matter what happened in the end, the people above would not tell us about this matter, because - we are outsiders.

After hearing this, I didn't say anything more.

Because what he said is true.

Unless we are willing to join the Tianji Department, otherwise, the Tianji Department will not discuss such a big matter with outsiders like us.

After lunch, at around two o'clock in the afternoon, the school held a graduation ceremony.

Compared with the high-profile opening ceremony, the closing ceremony was much lower-key, probably because of the haze of the memorial service in the morning, so there was not much fanfare.

Everyone gathered together in a classroom. After Liu Bin, director of the training department, gave a brief speech, every remaining student received a certificate of completion. At the meeting, we also met Xia Longfei, who was seriously injured, and the rest of the students for the first time. A few students who were deluded and blinded.

Finally, Wang Daming, who disappeared strangely, also appeared.

However, for these people, the school seems unwilling to talk too much, and they are all placed in the last row, and when they receive their certificates, they are also quiet.

When the ranking of the exercise was announced later, when I turned around, everyone was gone.

I don't know when I left.

Of course, these students who are likely to be reviewed are not the protagonists of the graduation ceremony. The protagonists are those who have won the rankings in the exercise.

And the most dazzling one here is Tang Dao, the AD calcium-milk boy who single-handedly defeated the big demon king of the blue side during the exercise, and ended the entire exercise process.

This young man who has been the most popular in recent days, but never sees the end, finally appeared.

However, he is still the same as before, the air pressure in his whole body is very low, he has a posture that no one should enter, his face is cold, as if he is living in his own world, and even when the teacher announced his ranking in the meeting place, he They all look like an old god is there.

Tang Dao's performance is indifferent, strangers should not enter, while Li Hongjun, who won No.3, is gentle and generous, appearing very approachable.

But I can feel that there is still a lot of loss in his heart.

This man has always set his goal of being No. 1, and he had all the advantages in the early stage of the exercise. He thought he was going to be steady and steady, but he didn't expect that there would be a monster like Tang Dao, and he won No.[-] directly.

I thought it would be okay to get the second place if I felt wronged, but in the end, another me appeared.

Untimely.

For Li Hongjun, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, this kind of ranking undoubtedly made him sad.

After the simple graduation ceremony, the head teacher came over and explained the related matters after graduation, and invited the top ten students to go to the teaching building over there to receive relevant prizes. After speaking, the ceremony ended hastily.

As soon as the teacher left, I rushed up and stopped Tang Dao who was about to leave.

Although we are students in the same small class and the same group, the relationship between the two of us is not familiar. Tang Dao squinted his eyes and looked at me, asking what's wrong?
I said take a step to speak.

The two came to the side, and I whispered, "You haven't been in the camp for the past few days, have you found any clues? Is it about Shang Liang?"

I got straight to the point, and the outspoken attitude made Tang Dao a little uncomfortable.

He looked up, looked at me for a while, and then said, "What am I doing, do I need to report to you?"

I didn't expect Tang Dao to reject me directly, he twitched his brows, resisted the discomfort in his heart, and said: "We are all the way, if you have any clues, talk to me, maybe I can help you? "

Tang Dao looked up at me, and after a while, he said, "There are indeed some secrets in it, but I can't tell you."

I was surprised, why?
Tang Dao said: "Hou Mo, during this exercise, don't you have any secrets? If you share your secrets with me, I will tell you..."

I choked on Tang Dao's words, until he left, I didn't say anything to persuade him to stay.

Later, Ma Yi'ao called me and asked me to go together to receive the prize.

He is No.9.

I arrived at the temporary teaching building over there, chatted with the staff, and then was taken to an office. Inside was Mr. Zhao, who was copying something. When he saw me coming in, he greeted me, saying sit, sit, There is an album here, which is what they have selected. You can take a look and tell me what you need. You are No.2 and have the right to get two.

Filled with joy, I picked up an album on the desk and flipped through it.

As a result, after I flipped through it from beginning to end, I said with a puzzled face, "Why is there no candle shade?"

Teacher Zhao was very surprised, saying Zhuyin?What is Candle Yin?Among the strategic materials we provided, there is no such thing...

(End of this chapter)