Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 473: A goodbye

On the day Zhao Wenjun passed away, a strange snow fell in the valley. It's only the beginning of October, and it's still a long time before it snows. No one thought that snowflakes would fall from the sky at this time, and the temperature dropped instantly.

Gao Rubai and Jiao Dalang divided the servants they brought into two parts. One team went to cut down trees in the woods, and dozens of people were responsible for Zhao Wenjun's death.

Wu Mei'er and Shao Siyuan's mother and daughter had already cried several times, and even Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Ren San were crying while guarding the coffin. But Wu Mian, who should be most saddened, did not shed a single tear. He moved a chair and sat beside the coffin. Looking at Zhao Wenjun who was 'sleeping' all the time, his daughter and granddaughter next to him cried heartbreakingly. He didn't seem to hear it himself...

At this time, Gui Bugui walked in front of Wu Mian, and the old guy glanced at Zhao Wenjun inside the coffin. Then he continued to Wu Mian: "Now it's Wenjun's death, and this is up to you. Will she be buried here in the valley, or should she be sent back to Jinling?"

Wu Mian looked at his wife in the coffin, and replied: "The current Jinling is no longer the original Jinling, and she will not be as quiet as before when she returns. Don't disturb Wenjun... just bury her. Here it is."

"The old man, I know what to do." After nodding, Gui Bugui continued: "It is snowing heavily in the valley now, and my old man plans to let Ru Bai take the people out to escape the cold. They are all mortals. It's useless to stay here, it's better to let them go out to escape the cold."

"When did you start being so long-winded?" After Wu Mian glanced at Gui Bugui, he quickly turned his attention to his wife's body. Then the white-haired man continued: "You can do it as you please, there is no need for so many people in the valley. You spend a little bit and give them a sum of money to let these people go back."

"It's better for me to tell you something like this, old man." Gui Bugui had distracted Wu Mian's attention. After Zhao Wenjun left, the white-haired man kept silent beside the coffin. To prevent him from getting sick from his thoughts, did the old guy come to Wu Mian to say something.

After finishing speaking, Gui Bugui turned to look for Gao Rubao and Jiao Dalang. Gather these servants together. Each gave twenty taels of gold, and then led them out of the valley under the leadership of Gao Rubai. Before leaving, Guibugui took out the turbid brain of the monk Yuanchang who killed Bailixi, and erased the memory of the valley in their minds.

Because of the chaos outside, Gui Bugui ordered Gao Rubai to bring these people home safely before returning. The senior executives took these people out of the valley, leaving only Jiao Dalang's nephew and uncle to continue serving in Wu Mian, return and return, these people and demons.

I originally planned to let Jiao Dalang take his nephew to leave the valley, but at this time the fake Xu Fu was in his 60s. He had been a liar before meeting Wu Mian and Guibugui, and now he is also a liar. If there is no other means of making a living, it is better to stay here and retire. Over the years, Jiao Dalang has been exposed to Zhao Wenjun's light, and he has also eaten a lot of medicinal herbs to nourish his body. He looked to be in his forties, and he looked a few years younger than his nephew.

After Gao Rubai left, Jiao Dalang's nephew kept busy and kept the mourning hall very decent. It's just that no relatives and friends came to the funeral, more or less deserted.

According to the rules of the time, people should be buried in the earth on the seventh day after death. Gui Bugui chose a quiet place in the valley, and after the first seven preparations, Zhao Wenjun was buried.

On the night of the sixth day, the mother and daughter Wu Meier and Shao Siyuan, who were exhausted from crying, were supported by Jiao Dalang and went back to rest. Only Wu Mian, Gui Bugui, and two monsters were left in the mourning hall. Seeing that it was about to arrive, Jiao Dalang ran into the mourning hall with a look of panic. Facing Wu Mian and Gui Bugui, he said, "There's a ghost outside... He claims to be Lord Yan of the Underworld and wants to see you two... Do you two masters see you now, or see you later?"

"Yan Jun... What is he here to join in the fun." After Gui Bugui frowned, he glanced at Wu Mian, who was guarding the coffin, and then continued: "Old man, let me take a look, if there is no major event, let me It will come back after tomorrow..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui had followed Jiao Dalang out of the mourning hall. But not long after, the old guy took Yan Jun to the mourning hall. There was a happy smile on Gui Bugui's face. After bringing Yan Jun in, he said directly to Wu Mian: "I don't know what to say to the old man. After thinking about it, it is better to ask Your Majesty to tell you in person. "

At this time, Yan Jun walked forward a few words, and paid his peers to the coffin. Then he smiled and said to Wu Mian: "Among the dynasties of Yan Jun, I may be the only one who salutes the dead... I heard about Mrs. Zun in the underworld, so I came up to see you. Mr. Wu Mian condolences..."

The white-haired man glanced at Jun Yan, nodded and said, "Thank you for still having this heart. Originally, after the death of the deceased wife, she should have been reincarnated at your place. Now it seems that she is beyond your jurisdiction, Jun Yan... "

"Beyond my jurisdiction? Not necessarily..." Before Wu Mian could finish speaking, Yan Jun had already interrupted the white-haired man. After a pause, it smiled and continued to use it and said, "Although Mrs. Zun's soul is broken, it cannot be reincarnated again. But I still have a way to piece the broken soul together..."

"What did you say?" Wu Mian really turned his head to look at this Yan Jun, and after the white-haired man took a deep breath, he continued: "You mean...you have pieced together the soul of Wen Jun. together?"

"You can say that." After Yan Jun smiled slightly, he continued: "In the case of Mrs. Zun, the soul will disappear directly after death. But when I borrowed from the mansion, I used to be in Zun. Madam's soul has been up and down. After she dies, the soul will return to the underworld to reshape... But Mr. Wu Mian, don't be too happy, after all, the cracks in her soul are too big, even if the remodeling is not possible The chance of reincarnation...she can only stay on the ground from now on, so you understand?"

Wu Mian understood what Yan Jun meant, and after nodding his head, he said, "You continue to say that you have reshaped Wen Jun's soul, what do you want me to do?"

After Yan Jun shook his head, he said: "Mr. Wu Mian, don't misunderstand, I haven't finished my words, even if the underworld can reshape the soul of Mrs. Zun. She can't speak, has no mind, and can't walk. Now Mrs. Zun's soul The soul is more like a bonsai, even if it is nourished, it will not return to its former level.”

I originally thought that after Zhao Wenjun's soul was reshaped, as long as he was nourished in the underworld for a while, he would have a chance to reincarnate. Now listening to Yan Jun's words, it seems that there is no difference between such a reshaped soul and vanishing. At this time, Bai Wuqiu said on the side: "Ye Wang Ye, what are you talking about? What's the difference between that and lying in a coffin? If you can't speak, have no mind, and can't walk, what else can it do?"

"At least Mrs. Wu's soul has been preserved." After taking a look at Bai Wuqiu, Yan Jun continued: "Is it better to see Mrs. Zun's soul, or to let Mrs. Zun's eyes disappear. Mr. Wu Mian, you You should have your own opinion..."

"Thank you, when can I see Wen Jun's soul?" Wu Mian stood up, walked to Yan Jun's side, and continued: "Do I have to wait until I get Tong Qizhen's soul and call him After it is in your hands, can I exchange my wife's soul? Or do you want me to go down with you and help the underworld army to destroy those rebels..."

"Mr. Wu Mian misunderstood again..." After Yan Jun smiled slightly, he continued: "Tong Qizhen's soul is indeed what I want in my dreams, but he has already entered my pocket, sooner or later it will be me What's in the bag. And my army in the underworld has already wiped out a few rebels, and the underworld will be unified again soon..."

Wu Mian frowned and said, "Then what do you want me to do?"