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Chapter 49: Walnut's Smile, Life and Death Are Unpredictable

The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, and the sky is clear.

Today I looked at the Liyue almanac and saw that it said:

It is appropriate to repair the grave, dig the ground, erect the tombstone, bury the body, and move the coffin...

Suitable for burial.

The Zhao family of Feiyunpo is also a well-known family in Liyue Harbor.

The family started with the previous generation head, Zhao Heng. When he was young, Zhao Heng worked as a porter at the dock and as a clerk in a shop. Later, he felt that his life was too dull, so he went out to explore the world while he was still young and had some martial arts skills.

As the old saying goes, a man is established at thirty and is free from doubts at forty. Zhao Heng knew what he wanted and returned to Liyue Harbor to start a business. With his connections and skills acquired over the years, he had gained some reputation in Liyue Harbor by the time he was old.

People at that time also knew that Zhao Heng was a man who refused to accept his old age. He was a well-known naughty boy in Feiyunpo. Some children especially liked to play with him and give him candies and toys to play with.

There is a big funeral today, and the outside of the mourning hall and the courtyard of the mansion are packed with people.

They had different attitudes towards Zhao Heng's death.

Some showed genuine grief, some sighed with emotion, and some were jealous of Zhao Heng from the bottom of their hearts. Seeing that he was full of vigor in his youth and had a peaceful old age, and seeing that they had spent most of their lives doing nothing, they felt quite unbalanced.

No matter what, the dead are the most important, and everyone's face was filled with heavy and depressed expressions that matched the atmosphere of the funeral scene. In the mourning hall, a group of female relatives knelt by the coffin with red eyes and sobbed.

If Zhao Heng, who was lying in the coffin, could see this scene, he would definitely stare and puff his beard.

It's so damn unlucky. The grandfather just died, a natural death, not a tragic death.

Don't people all die? Why are you crying?

If Zhao Heng had been to another world, he would definitely resonate with Zhuangzi who sang while beating a basin.

The funeral is about to begin.

The person in charge of the overall situation is Zhao Heng's eldest son Zhao Baoshan, the modern head of the family. He is middle-aged, tall and strong, with a rather old-fashioned personality, but he respects and is filial to his father.

Zhao Baoshan has been following Zhao Heng since he was a child, listening to him talk about his past struggles. He felt sometimes excited and sometimes sad, and felt that his father was a real man who stood tall and upright.

Zhao Baoshan called the waiter and asked him where Master Hu was at the moment.

Funerals in Liyue are a very sophisticated job.

Whether it is the burial vigil, the burial method, the memorial tablets and utensils... these all have their own tricks, and you can find an old scholar and he can talk about them for a long time.

Therefore, the person who presides over funerals must be knowledgeable and cautious.

The host today is the 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, the young girl Hu Tao.

The contrast seems huge.

But no one in Liyue Harbor would look down on Hu Tao because of her age. Over the years, Hu Tao has already proved with her strength that under her leadership, the Hall of the Dead is still the most authoritative institution in the field of funerals.

Liyue Harbor is a big city, and people die every day for various reasons. It is impossible for the Hall of the Reborn to handle all funerals, not to mention that there are other small towns and villages outside of Liyue Harbor.

Wangsheng Hall is just the most famous one, just like Bubu Lu.

The female attendant was also secretly troubled by Zhao Baoshan's questions.

The hall master told her to take over for the time being, and didn't say much else. The hall master had always been elusive, and the waiter had no idea where he had gone.

However, the female attendant was not panicked. Walnut took funerals more seriously than anyone else and had never made any mistakes, so she spoke in a gentle voice.

"Mr. Zhao, please rest assured. The hall master is away. He must be doing something extremely important. He should be on his way back at this time and will not be delayed."

Zhao Baoshan nodded. Before his death, his father had gone to the Hall of the Reborn Oneself alone and asked the hall's head, Hu Tao, to handle his funeral affairs.

Zhao Baoshan believed in his father's judgment, but he didn't quite understand why his father would occasionally smile in a mysterious way after Master Hu came a few days ago.

When family members asked him about it, he just smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Baoshan, as the person in charge of the Zhao family, personally met and talked with Hu Tao, who was in charge of the funeral, after her father's death. It can be seen that the girl had a solemn and serious attitude towards funerals.

Therefore, there is no such thing as Zhao Baoshan feeling that Hu Tao is disrespecting the Zhao family.

After a while, Hu Tao came hurriedly, followed by a masked man. The man was ragged and looked disheveled, as if he had been out in the wilderness for several days.

Someone noticed it, but seeing that it was Master Hu who brought them here personally, no one stopped them.

Hu Tao first went to find the funeral attendant, and without waiting for the latter to ask where she was going, she asked her to find a set of clean clothes for the masked man behind her to change into. Then she immediately went to find the coffin bearers who were squatting in a corner chatting together, and gave them careful instructions.

The fourth coffin bearer, who had experienced ups and downs, burst out laughing when he heard it. Hehe, it was none of his business. He wanted to be the one having fun.

So he leisurely took the cup, drank the free tea, and picked up some melon seeds, ready to watch the show.

After Hu Tao finished giving the order, she breathed a sigh of relief. After waiting for a while, she saw the silent masked man coming over and patted him on the shoulder.

The masked man and Walnut exchanged glances, and the general meaning was as follows:

"Are you ready?"╮(oωo)╭

"yes!" (o?o)?

Hu Tao took out the suona she carried with her.

Masked Man: ...

Afterwards, Hu Tao went to see Zhao Baoshan again and told him that everything was ready.

At this time, the girl's cheeks were slightly red and her plum blossom eyes were bright because of the hurry and excitement.

Zhao Baoshan looked at the time and felt that it was about time, so he nodded.

Funeral!

Four pallbearers walked into the mourning hall with vigorous steps and lifted the coffin regardless of the sobbing women.

Three sturdy men and a thin masked man, with the shouting of "three, two, one", lifted the coffin, put it on their shoulders, and walked out of the mourning hall.

In the funeral procession, Hu Tao walked at the front, followed closely by four coffin bearers, and behind them were the funeral procession and the wailing relatives and family members.

For a moment, accompanied by crying and wailing, the white paper Mora drifted away.

After leaving the mansion, a long procession walked along the street of Feiyunpo, and many people watched on the way to the crematorium.

Someone found something strange. Usually, when carrying a coffin, wooden frames are tied to the lower left and right sides of the coffin to facilitate the bearers to lift it. But now it is carried on the shoulders. The coffin is raised high, and the bearers are not afraid of dropping it.

But when I saw the person in the front was Walnut, I thought, oh, that's okay.

Over the years, Hu Tao has turned mournful funerals into happy funerals according to the requests of some customers. Some people murmured that the man from the Zhao family was famous for his love of fun, and they didn't know what the funeral would be like in the end.

Lin Xiaofeng was also standing by the road. As a businessman, he inevitably had to deal with money houses. Lin Xiaofeng had met Zhao Heng several times before and described him as an old fox and an old naughty boy, with a rare innocence in his cunning.

Lin Xiaofeng, who was originally recuperating from illness and working at home, heard the crying outside and asked Uncle Lin, only to find out that today was the day of the funeral.

More than a month ago, the Lin family also held a funeral. They were afraid that seeing the objects would remind the second brother of the deceased, so they sent the second brother to the Zhao family.

But when people reach middle age, they have experienced many vicissitudes of life and miss the past more and more. It is said that she has an old relationship with Zhao Heng, and she was probably sad and did not go at the beginning. So she should go to see him off at the funeral this time.

So, Uncle Lin followed, and Lin Xiaofeng mixed in the crowd, watching the funeral procession silently.

He didn't look carefully at first, but after a while Lin Xiaofeng also noticed something strange.

The pall bearer on the front left is thin, dressed quite differently from the other pall bearers, and is wearing a mask.

The more I look at it, the more familiar it looks.

This won't be...

Hu Tao played a sad song, then she put down the suona, smiled, and then raised the suona to her lips again.

As the saying goes, when Walnut smiles, life or death is unpredictable!

The tune suddenly changed!

When the four coffin bearers heard the prelude, their bodies were all trembling.

Are we about to start?!

The four coffin bearers started moving. Their movements changed. They raised their shoulders and took brisk steps. To the accompaniment of the magical suona music, the scene was plunged into an extremely strange atmosphere.

Then, as the rhythm of a suona tune that had never been heard before changed, the movements of the four coffin bearers changed again.

it turns out!

They all stopped walking, sat on the ground, supported the coffin with their shoulders, began to kick their legs forward, and clapped their hands. Except for the coffin bearer who was wearing a mask and whose expression could not be seen, the other three coffin bearers tried hard to suppress a cheerful smile.

Money makes the world go round. There's nothing we can do about it. Master Hu gave us too much this time.

This this……

Does Wangsheng Hall have a grudge against the Zhao family?

Such a treasonous act happened at a funeral!

But! It’s not over yet!

The movements of the four coffin bearers changed again. They actually put their hands and feet on the ground, crawled forward with the coffin on their backs, and swayed from time to time. Then they lifted the coffin like a parabola, supported the coffin with their knees, and white towels fluttered in their hands, like a welcoming guard of honor... and so on.

The crowd was astonished, thinking this was too much fun.

The relatives were angry.

absurd!ridiculous!

If Lord Yan knew what Wangsheng Hall did, he would be furious and punish the enemy by eating rocks!

But, I mean, I just want to ask, is there such a possibility?

Prince Yan was indeed watching the funeral procession, and was forced to watch the entire process by the threat of the Lord of the Wangsheng Hall?

The relatives were so angry that they were about to tear the hands of the coffin bearers to pieces. Zhao Heng, who was at the front of the line, waved his hand to stop them, saying loudly that this was a signal from his father before he died, and that it was he who asked Master Hu to do this.

When Zhao Baoshan said this, his expression was very bitter.

He understood, he understood!

My father's mysterious smile!

Is this what you imagined? Father, Zhao Baoshan thought.

While playing, Hu Tao glanced at Lin Ye, who was behind him directing the movements of the other coffin bearers by half a step each time.

The idea of using suona to carry the coffin was exactly what Hu Tao wanted! Lin Ye, who came up with the idea, also held a funeral with her.

This time, Hu Tao was not fighting alone. The unprecedented satisfaction and joy made her play the suona vigorously. The magical music was repeated over and over again, each time louder than the last!

The four coffin bearers also performed with all their might.

Music is something that can inspire empathy. Gradually, except for a few diehards, most people have savored the optimistic and positive emotions in the song, which is as vibrant as the vitality of all things. This is a happy song.

Although the action of the hands carrying the coffin may seem disrespectful, in fact, combined with the music, isn't it an expression of the idea of seeing through life and death?

Express your feelings through music and accompany your emotions through dance.

Autumn has been a sad and lonely season since ancient times. The emotions of the people of Liyue are as solemn and heavy as rocks. They are very sad about funerals, which is different from the free Mondstadt.

But the sadness at the funeral was swept away by the whistle blown by the head of the Wangsheng Hall, Hu.

People think of Zhao Heng's life, which was quite glorious, and his death at a ripe old age, so he should have been buried happily.

Most of the onlookers were there for fun, not the parties involved. After self-hypnosis and imagination, they unexpectedly thought that suona carrying the coffin was pretty good.

This was also the result of Hu Tao's previous efforts combined with Zhao Heng's reputation as a playful old man. With the suona coffin-carrying performance, this effect, which was not the most perfect but the most appropriate, was achieved naturally.

Zhongli sat alone on a high building, looking down at the team below, listening to the suona music that almost made calluses in his ears, and watching the coffin-carrying movements. After a long while, he laughed.

The Liyue he ruled should not be an ancient and rigid country, but one that is inclusive, progressive and open.

Human beings are truly a magical race, so magical that He is willing to protect them for thousands of years, and countless thousands of years to come, until they are completely worn out.

The Rock King lived for seven thousand years, and he knew more knowledge than all humans. But this was what the Rock King saw, heard, and remembered, and he actually saw less of the future than humans.

These changes are changes created by humans themselves.

What new changes will there be after that?

As Zhongli was looking forward to it, a thought came to his mind:

Should I retire, step behind the scenes, and quietly watch the development of Liyue?

The history of Liyue began with him, and the Geo Emperor himself is the history of Liyue. Now he has the idea of leaving history to the people of Liyue to create themselves.

This was just a thought, which caused a slight ripple in Zhongli's originally calm mood. He needed more such thoughts to make him firm in his plan.

"Every hundred years, there will always be someone who stirs up the world. Lin Ye, is it you this time?" Zhongli said with a smile.

Ye Lan, who was mixed in the crowd, watched the funeral in a state of confusion. So you asked me to rush back to Liyue on horseback just to carry a coffin?