~Date: ~October 14th~

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Chapter 2605 The Tragic Loyal Soul

Eunuch Dai is dead!

On that ambulance destined to be recorded in history, on the stretcher with the smell of disinfectant, he left with his lifelong glory, desolation, humility, prominentness, and countless unrevealed secrets, just like a flash of cereus blooming freely at midnight. Please remember with me.

Blooming and withering, just like the four seasons alternate, reincarnation and nature!

Eunuch Dai walked quietly and quietly, just like the old man gave people the same impression as before, neither showing nor showing off nor dazzling. Lying on the cold stretcher, he seemed to be asleep, with a touch of knowing smile that he had never seen before in the corner of the mouth.

Dai Laozhi's death caused a secret wave in the capital. Although the Central Committee of the Celestial Empire understood many things, for security and stability reasons, he still sent heavy troops to intimidate the clan association. Officials of the clan association also gathered their fighting spirit to retaliate against the Ren family, and many masters from the Three Mountains and Five Mountains also moved closer to the capital.

However, Yu Zong He returned to peace after he appeared with his suicide note, because Eunuch Dai had left unforged words for a long time. The old man did not forget the turmoil of the Zong Association because of his life and death. He asked everyone to obey Yu Zonghai's instructions and clearly pointed out that Wen Ziyan was his future successor.

The hosts of various factions also proved the authenticity of the suicide notes.

At the same time, the central government stated that it would strictly investigate the cause of the death of Eunuch Dai and give an explanation to the clan association. With the will of Mr. Dai and the sincerity of the central government, a massacre that was broken into death was quietly resolved. Then the central government asked Chu Tian to prepare for Mr. Dai's funeral, so that the latter could be buried as soon as possible.

The meaning of the Central Committee of the Celestial Dynasty is quite clear. Because Ren Xiaolu has pointed out the identity of Eunuch Dai, the official can no longer cover the national flag for the old Dai, and the bigwigs from all sides cannot send him to Babaoshan. However, this funeral must be grand, so Chu Tian is the most suitable.

"OK!"

Chu Tian agreed without hesitation and paid out of his own pocket.

When Shen Binger and the Clan Association were preparing for the funeral in a silent and orderly manner, Chu Tian was sitting in the teahouse with the Tianwheel Chain. Perhaps God was also sighing for the old man, so he sent a light rain in autumn. The rain was drizzling and the world was lonely. In the huge teahouse, Chu Tian was the only customer. ////(-< Shuhai Pavilion >-

"Old Dai, you broke your promise, the Tianwheel Chain is useless."

Playing with beads, Chu Tian murmured to himself. Two days have passed, and he still cannot get out of Eunuch Dai's death. He has not had a deep relationship with the old man, but Eunuch Dai is willing to lean over and raise his height. This kind of kindness is always in his heart.

"Old Dai, let's eat a few more buns."

Chu Tian put the Tianlun chain back on his hand, then picked up a hot bun and put it in the opposite bowl. He also took care of the child's skin to open the bun skin, allowing the broth to slowly flow into the porcelain bowl. At the same time, he filled an empty cup with tea: "You eat meat, I eat skin!"

The hot and sweet bun skin was stuffed into his mouth, and Chu Tian's eyes were once again filled with moisture that was different from the rain. He picked up three big buns in a row, filling the porcelain bowls opposite. He ate the bun skin with big mouthfuls, perhaps because he ate too fast, and he choked.

"Ahem!!"

Chu Tian coughed violently, his body was slightly hunched, but in the end he swallowed with tears. Just as he fell on the chair and gasped, a cup of tea was handed over, and a thick and powerful voice sounded: "Young Marshal, you are eating too fast, come and have a cup of tea."

Chu Tian took the teacup and leaned down, then sat upright and looked at the uninvited guest. He was slightly stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "You shouldn't have appeared! You are a dead person. In fact, you shouldn't have come forward when you issue a suicide note, otherwise you will become the target of revenge for the Lian family!"

"I can't show up when Mr. Dai is alive."

A middle-aged man sat in front of Chu Tian, ​​his voice maintaining respect: "Because he doesn't want to break up with the Lian family, but Mr. Dai has passed away now, my fake death has no meaning, and the situation also needs me to come out to stabilize it. More importantly, this is the attitude of the sect association."

Chu Tian put the empty cup on the table: "What's the attitude?"

The middle-aged man sighed and took over the topic and replied: "I was resurrected from the death of Zonghai. It not only shows that the battle of London was indeed the plot against the Lian family, but also shows that the sect association and the Lian family were incompatible, and that the Lian family's father and son completely dispersed and penetrated the sect association."

After thinking for a while, Chu Tian nodded: "I understand." Then he smiled bitterly: "It seems that Dai has paved a dead end for himself, with the purpose of raising everyone around him, but this guy didn't think about himself. He instinctively enjoyed a few more years of blessing!"

"I've seen Mr. Dai, and he is comforting."

When Eunuch Dai was alive and dead, Chu Tian found that Yu Zonghai was not only much open-minded than the officials of the Sect Association, but even it was difficult for him to be calm in the former. Then he heard him add: "So the young marshal should not be too concerned about Old Dai's death. He is asking for death to live better for you."

"If you can't get out of sadness, Old Dai will be unhappy."

Yu Zonghai's words made Chu Tian nod slightly. Looking at the earnest eyes of the elders of the sect association, Chu Tian let out a long breath and his voice was firm: "Don't worry, I won't let Mr. Dai down, and I won't let his hard work be wasted. I not only want to live well, but also watch Zi Yan grow up."

"Old Yu, Zi Yan, please give you."

Yu Zonghan smiled over and replied: "Old Dai originally asked me to help Zi Yan wholeheartedly to clear all obstacles inside and outside the meeting for her, but the old man's death was extremely guilty, and he accepted Zi Yan inside and all obstacles were gone."

Speaking of this, Yu Zong butterfly Chu Tian added: "The old man's death has created the safest and most relaxed environment for Zi Yan. Even if no one helps Zi Yan, she will grow well, let alone the young marshal who is by her side? My guardian is meaningless."

"What's the meaning?"

Chu Tian poured him a cup of tea: "I feel like you are going to give up?"

Yu Zonghai let out a hearty laugh, and a hint of fatigue flashed across his eyes and sighed: "Young Marshal is right. I am going to give up the offer. I have been too tired in my work over the years, so I want to find a chance to have a good rest. I am going to give myself a long holiday after my father-in-law's funeral."

Chu Tian was slightly stunned. Although he was a little puzzled by Zong Heng's departure, thinking that he was really too tired over the years, Chu Tian took back the words to stay, and then nodded and responded: "Okay! If you have plans, I won't stop you, but you don't want to come back and see you often!"

Yu Zonghai spread his hands and did not respond directly.

Then he looked at the steaming buns on the table, smiled and said, "Old Dai and Ziyan have been here to eat buns, dozens of times, but I have never had the chance to taste them. I came today and I still have some free time, so I also want two baskets of buns to try."

"But I didn't bring any money, I'm afraid I'll have to treat you to the young coach."

"Okay! I'll ask!"

Chu Tian laughed and raised his hand: "I will teach you how to eat this bun,,,"

The day after the teahouse, Chu Tian led the brothers of the Supervisor Army and officials of the Clan Association to hold a grand funeral for Eunuch Dai. Wherever the team passed, there were white money, and white cloth wreaths were even sold out. This funeral specification almost surpassed every boss in Zhongnanhai.

On the tomb where the worship of Master Dai, Yu Zonghuan came with his hair, white clothes and white towel. He held the flute in his hand and swayed in a swaying song. The listener burst into tears, and the listener was sad. Even the birds barking in the woods heard the sound of the flute, and the sound of the cry turned into whimper.

After the song, Yu Zonghai brought wine and poured it on, his white robe fluttered, and his love and friendship soared into the sky.

The white wine is like a training, and it falls into the ground.

The whole audience was quiet.

"Old Dai, rest in peace!"

"Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names!"

"You won't be lonely, Zong Hai will walk with you!"

The next second, Yu Zonghai vomited blood and died with the coffin. A pair of people were facing each other's old friends who had been in a dangerous shoal for decades. They continued to drive away. But before Chu Tian and the others were shocked, forty-nine officials of the sect association yelled at Tianchang as if they had made an appointment:

"Father-in-law, come with you."

Then, forty-nine knives, the knife rose and fell!

Blood splattered and turned into strands of guardian loyal souls!

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Chapter completed!