God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 7 Preparation
Banners were posted on the beams of the decorated room, and laughter and laughter rang out all around.

The open-air courtyard was filled with banquets, and the invited high-ranking guests from the rivers and lakes, the famous and dignitaries were all ready to pour wine to each other.

"I didn't expect Hall Master Dongfang to be getting married. I wonder who is lucky enough to marry such a beautiful woman. Not only does she have outstanding appearance, but she also has extraordinary strength. I am truly envious of her."

The strong man, whose face was already flushed from drinking, was lying on the wine table, picking up the wine bottle and pouring it into his mouth from time to time.

He obviously looked fierce on the outside, but now his face was covered with snot and tears like a child's.

"Oh, if I could spend the spring night with those fairies and die under the peonies, I would be so charming!" The scholar holding the folding fan took a sip of the wine glass and his eyes lit up.

"Good wine, Miss Dongfang really put a lot of money this time, this Qianjinzui is for people to enjoy like ordinary wine." Looking at the altar of Qianjinzui being carried up, I couldn't help being shocked.

What kind of person can attract a master's strength and beauties who are pursued by countless young heroes and spend huge sums of money.

While sitting in the boudoir, Situ Huang, who was dressed in red, had thin cheeks that were even more haggard. He just shook the wine in the glass lightly, even if the mellow smell entered his nose, he couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

Listening to the voices outside, I feel extremely sad. How could these people know the details of Dongfang Yun? Hundreds of years are enough to change a lot, let alone his current appearance and his previous appearance.

Thinking of the boy who used to only follow behind him, and now he has become like this, he sighed softly, not knowing which step he did wrong.

With a little luck, the dantian felt a little painful, and he was fed a special elixir supplemented by acupuncture, which sealed the dantian and meridians.

Soon it will be time to pay homage to marriage, Dongfang Yun is dressing up elsewhere, while he is here waiting for the judgment to come.

He looked out of the window in despair, the lively and festive sounds outside could not be conveyed into his heart, and the joys and sorrows of people were not connected.

In the past few days, he had been waiting for Yan Jun's call all the time, but as time approached, his heart sank little by little.

The door was gently pushed open, and Dongfang Yun walked in with his resigned eyes.

Now it's time for him to go to church.

At this moment, time was suspended, and Situ Huang, who closed his eyes, turned into white light.

He opened his eyes again, and in front of him was the person he had been looking forward to for a long time——Yan Jun.

There is still that unfathomable aura in that small shop.

"Situ Huang, now is the time to play your role." Zhang Chuan walked up to him and patted him on the head.

The cold air rushed straight to the sky, and just when he thought he was going to turn into ice, he stretched out his hand, and the heat returned to his body.

But to Situ Huang's surprise, his body became lighter, the pressure on his dantian was released, and he was able to circulate his true energy again, and he had changed back to his original warrior outfit, with his long sword behind his back.

He hurriedly clasped his fists at Zhang Chuan, "Thank you Yan Jun Shenwei!" Just this light pat relieved his embarrassment.

Zhang Chuan smiled, of course it wasn't free, and it was included in his compensation. With the help of the system, the system and Zhang Chuan would each take half of the price from it.

"It's okay, I will send you to another world, and my apostle will welcome you when the time comes." His eyes were fixed on him, "Are you ready?"

Lowering his head deeply, Situ Huang said in trepidation, "But according to Yan Jun's order!"

Zhang Chuan flicked his sleeves, the black robe blocked his sight, and after the darkness dissipated, he appeared in a strange room.

It is somewhat similar to the room Yan Jun is in, but there are also differences. For example, the luminous thing above the head is brighter than the monk's forehead.

Walking to the door and looking outside, tall buildings that have never been seen before, people in strange clothes, and iron monsters ran not far away.

Just as he was about to open the door, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Your Excellency is the person Yan Jun ordered. Hello, my name is Zhang Chuan." Zhang Chuan who walked down the stairs offered to extend his hand.

Situ Huang, who didn't know what kind of etiquette this was, was a little at a loss for a while, and Zhang Chuan came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, and clasped his fists at him.

Situ Huang, who also cupped his fists, asked cautiously, "Are you the Master Apostle Yan Jun said? My surname is Situ, and my name is Huang." He could feel that the person in front of him was like a mortal without any power, but he didn't know it for a while. Determine whether the other party is hiding their strength.

He nodded, "Situ Huang, first I want to explain a few things to you." Zhang Chuan looked at him with serious eyes and said.

"First, you are not allowed to shoot at will, unless the other party launches an attack first. Second, you can't reveal the things about Yan Jun, otherwise there will be extremely terrifying things."

According to the system, this is due to the unique protection mechanism of the will of the world. If you attack others, you will be discovered by the heavens, and you will be sent back to the original world if you are at least, or your soul will be scattered.

The second thing is that it was compiled by Zhang Chuan. If it is revealed, there will be many opportunities, but the danger must be borne accordingly. If it is noticed by other great existences, the consequences will be immeasurable.

Seeing Situ Huang listening carefully, he was very satisfied, "As for the third one." Zhang Chuan decided to give it a try first.

"Then, this is the guest's information, you should take a look first." A stack of paper was handed over to Situ Huang, with Qin Feifei's information written on it.

Just turning the page a little bit, all the above records are remembered in my mind, "Master Apostle, I have memorized it."

"In that case, let's go." Zhang Chuan pushed open the door of the store, and Situ Huang followed closely behind.

For Situ Huang who was dressed as a knight, passers-by on the street just glanced at him and then looked away. This is normal in Qianlong Kingdom.

"I heard that masters can fly in the air. It's no big deal. Situ Huang, let me see how strong you are."

Although it is possible to let the system transmit directly, it also requires money, so try to save as much as possible.

The system sitting on Zhang Chuan's head curled her lips unhappily, "You can't part with even 1 yuan, you stingy man!" She pulled Zhang Chuan's hair.

How can this be called stinginess, this is called frugality, understand?
After spending 100 yuan, a light curtain appeared in front of Situ Huang. There were two small red dots on it. This was their current position, and there was an arrow not far away.

He was startled and was about to speak, but Zhang Chuan stopped and said, "Don't be surprised, just follow the direction of the arrow."

With an increasingly respectful look on his face, Situ Huang knelt down and said, "Please come up, Master Apostle."

Zhang Chuan's face was a little red, and he was a little shy that he was a big man who would be carried on his back for a day, but for 1 yuan, he still gritted his teeth and went up.

"My lord, please hold on tight." Before he had time to think about the meaning of Situ Huang's words, a strong gust of wind poured into his mouth, and he couldn't even open his face and eyes.

The two of them traveled thousands of miles in a few breaths, and arrived at the location of the head of the Qin family - Tianyuan City.

(End of this chapter)