manynovel Chapter 1112
Chapter 1112
This time, there was no need for Chen Feng to introduce him, Yang Kai stepped forward with a serious face, and made a salute with one palm on his chest.
"Yang Kai, a disciple of the Soap Spirit Treasure Pavilion, has seen the predecessors of the Maoshan King. "
Daoist friend of the Soap Spirit Treasure Pavilion?"
Hearing his origin, Wang Shan was very shocked, and subconsciously looked at Chen Feng.
"Yes, Uncle Shi, Yang Daoyou is indeed a disciple of the Soap Spirit Treasure Pavilion, and we met by chance in Shachang City.
After receiving Chen Feng's confirmation, Wang Shan also sat down and returned the salute.
Although Maoshan Tantra is the head of the mountain gate, the status of the Lingbao Pavilion is also very high, and for the disciples of their lineage, Wang Shan also respects them from the bottom of his heart.
He didn't expect to see it when he was dying, and he was very happy.
After chatting here for about two hours, Chen You, Wang Shan needed to take a break, and Chen Feng and they came out.
"Daoist Chen, Dad has returned to the light, and there will be danger at any time, shouldn't we dress his old man?"
Wang Zhenguo looked at Chen Feng and asked, although he was Wang Shan's eldest son, he was still willing to listen to Chen Feng's arrangements for these things.
The so-called wearing clothes is to wear shrouds, since ancient times, people are wearing them a day or two before people are about to die, which means the end of life.
"No, Uncle Shi is a member of Maoshan Tantra, and he should wear our Maoshan Yin and Yang robes. "
Every disciple of Maoshan Tantric Sect will have his own Yin Yang robe, most of which are given to disciples by the master, and they are generally only worn on very important occasions.
Other than that, it's time for feathering.
"I know where.
"Don't worry, when Changfeng comes, I'll wear it with him for Uncle Shi."
Chen Feng waved his hand, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore.
Wang Zhenguo was at home, and helped them all arrange rooms to live in, and at about eleven o'clock in the night, Li Changfeng and Xiaojie finally arrived in Anxi City.
Chen Feng and the others drove to pick him up.
"How is Uncle Shi?" asked
Li Changfeng as soon as he got in the car.
"It's back to light, and it's estimated that it's going to be soon.
After speaking, Chen Feng looked at Xiaojie.
"Xiaojie, the old man we are going to see later, it is your master and my uncle, do you want to let him know about my grandfather?"
"Well, Master has already told me.
Xiao Jie nodded, these words were on the way, Li Changfeng had already explained to him many times.
As soon as the car drove to the house, Chen Feng and Li Changfeng's faces suddenly changed, and they saw that the relatives at the door of their homes were coming one by one.
This indicates that it is self-evident that Wang Shan is about to die.
Chen Feng immediately pulled the car door and hugged Xiaojie down, and walked quickly to their house.
"Daoist Chen, Changfeng, you are finally back.
Wang Zhenguo's eyes were very red, and in the courtyard of their house, the women were already preparing filial piety scarves.
"What's wrong, Brother Wang?"
"I wanted to talk to my dad just now, but I couldn't wake up.
Chen Feng's face turned pale.
If he misses the last time he sees Wang Shan, Chen Feng will regret it for the rest of his life.
"I said you should pick up the child to see him, and Dad woke up, but he is in a bad state, and I guess he may not survive tonight.
"Let's go in first.
Chen Feng didn't know what to say, this time only him, Li Changfeng, and Xiaojie were the only three of them, and even Xu Qing and Chen Feng were not allowed to come.
This is their Maoshan Tantric disciples' final farewell to the elders of the sect.
As soon as they came in, Wang Shan's eyes immediately looked at Xiao Jie.
Xiao Jie was not afraid when he saw him like this, but walked over and knelt down and kowtowed three times, then got up and stood up with his hands together into two sword fingers, and said to Wang Shan on the bed with his hands on it.
"Hua Chengjie, the one hundred and eleventh generation disciple of the Quanzhen Dragon Gate of Maoshan Tantric Sect, has seen his grandfather.
"Okay, okay! Come, kid, come to Grandpa." It
can be seen that Wang Shan is very happy at this time, looking at Xiaojie's eyes are also full of doting, he gently touched Xiaojie's head melon seeds.
"Uncle Shi, who came before?" Chen
Feng's words sounded very abrupt, but Wang Shan knew what he was talking about.
As a disciple of Maoshan Tantra, after his death, his soul also entered the underworld, and Chen Feng knew that when they went to pick up Li Changfeng, Wang Shan was already dead.
It's just that Wang Shan's identity is special, so he just took some time with the soul envoy.
Wang Shan's name is recorded in the judge's book of life and death, and the soul envoy came here not to hook the soul, but to invite him to go, generally speaking, this soul messenger must have been a senior of Maoshan.
"Patriarch Liu Daochong.
Wang Shan replied.
Liu Daochong's name Chen Feng has no impression, after all, Maoshan Tantra has been developed for so many years, and there are more disciples of the four major dragon sects, so it is impossible for him to know all the names, except for those wonderful and glamorous, very famous.
"When are you leaving?" Chen
Feng took a deep breath and asked again.
"When the time came, I went with my grandfather.
Wang Shan's face was very calm when he said this, this hour is now five o'clock in the morning, which means that Wang Shan still has more than five hours to spare.
"Two nephews, you don't have to feel sorry for the old man, if you and this child can send the old man on his last journey, the uncle can already look at it.
After finishing speaking, Wang Shan's eyes looked under the bed, and Chen Feng immediately squatted down and looked inside, and there was a wooden box at the head of the bed.
Chen Feng grabbed it and dragged it out.
"Two teachers and nephews, please put on the robes for the old decay. "
When the box was opened, it was a yellow Yin-Yang Dao robe with two patches on it, and it looked like it was some years old.
Looking at this dress, Wang Shan's eyes were very complicated, and there was some nostalgia.
"I haven't worn this robe for more than 20 years, and my master gave it to me.
Chen Feng and Li Changfeng didn't speak, they took out the robes with both hands, and then helped Wang Shan put them on very seriously.
Wang Shan was already skinny at this time, and this robe was particularly large on him.
"I'm still wearing this dress.
"Uncle Shi, do you still have any wishes? If you have anything, please say it, and we will help you fulfill it."
Chen Feng's eyes turned red again.
Wang Shan shook his head slightly.
"You two are the hope of our Maoshan Tantra, and Uncle Shi's only wish is that the Maoshan Tantra can grow again in your hands in the future.
Senior nephew Chen, go and call Zhenguo and them in, and the old man can say his final goodbye to them. "
Dad. "
Wang Shan's sons and daughters-in-law, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, daughters-in-law, plus six great-grandsons and great-granddaughters, there are dozens of children in total.
Now they are all kneeling neatly in front of the bed, Wang Shan, who saw this scene, is very happy, but Wang Zhenguo and Wang Zhenjun are already crying silently.
"Let's go, let them talk to themselves.
Chen Feng couldn't see such a scene, and led them all away.
Sitting in the hall, Chen Feng kept smoking a cigarette, and his eyebrows were full of sadness.