On the day Zhao Wenjun passed away, a strange heavy snow fell in the valley. It was only early October, and it was still a long time before it snowed. No one expected that snowflakes would fall from the sky at this time and the temperature would drop instantly.

Gao Rubai and Jiao Dalang divided the servants brought by him into two parts. A team of people went to the woods to cut down trees, and dozens of others were responsible for Zhao Wenjun's funeral.

Wu Mei'er, Shao Siyuan and his daughter had fainted from crying several times, and even Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Rensan were also guarding the coffin and cried loudly. Wu Mian, who was most depressed, did not shed a tear. He moved a chair and sat next to the coffin. He had been watching Zhao Wenjun who was "sleeping" and his daughter and granddaughter cried heartily. But he seemed to have not heard it... At this time, Gui Bugui walked to Wu Mian, and the old guy looked at Zhao Wenjun in the coffin. Then he continued to say to Wu Mian: "Now it is Wen Jun's funeral. You have to make an idea. She stayed in the valley for burial, or sent it back to Jinling?"

Wu Mian looked at his wife in the coffin and replied to Gui Bugui’s words: “Now Jinling is no longer the same as before, and she will not be as quiet as before when she returns. Don’t bother Wenjun… just bury her here.”

"Then I know what to do." Gui Bugui nodded and continued: "It's snowing heavily in the valley now. I plan to let Rubai take his people out to avoid the cold. They are all physical mortals, so it's useless to stay here. It's better to let them go out to avoid the cold."

"When did you start to be so nagging?" Wu Mian looked at Gui Bugui, and soon turned his eyes to his wife's body. Then the white-haired man continued, "Just do it, you don't need so many people in the valley. You spend a little bit and give them some money to let these people go back."

"I'd better say something to you in such a thing." Gui Bugui had the thought of distracting Wu Mian's attention. After Zhao Wenjun left, the white-haired man kept guarding next to the coffin silently. In case his longing became sick, the old man would come to Wu Mian from time to time to say something.

After saying that, Gui Bugui turned around and went to find Gao Rubao and Jiao Dalang. He gathered these servants together. Each of them gave twenty taels of gold, and then led them out of the valley under Gao Rubai. Before leaving, Gui Bugui took out the turbid brain that had killed Bai Li Xi, and erased the memory of the valley in their minds.

Because there were chaos outside, Gui Bugui ordered Gao Rubai to send these people home safely before returning. The senior manager took these people away from the valley, leaving only Jiao Dalang, Nephew and Uncle Jiao continued to serve Wu Mian, Gui Bugui, these people, demons.

Originally, Gui Bugui planned to let Jiao Dalang take his nephew away from the valley, but at this time, the fake Xu Fu was over 60 years old. When he met Wu Mian, Gui Bugui had been a liar before, and now he had no other means of making a living, so it would be better to stay here to support his old age. Over the years, Jiao Dalang has gained the honor of Zhao Wenjun and has also taken a lot of elixirs to nourish his body. He looked in his forties and looked a few years younger than his nephew.

After Gao Rubai left, Jiao Dalang's nephew and uncle were busy all the time, and the mourning hall was arranged very decently. However, no relatives and friends came to attend the funeral, which seemed a little deserted.

According to the rules at that time, he would be buried on the seventh day after his death. Gui Bugui chose a quiet place in the valley. After preparing for the first seventh day, he buried Zhao Wenjun.

On the sixth night, Wu Meier and Shao Siyuan, who were already exhausted from crying, were helped back to rest by Jiao Dalang. Only Wu Mian was left in the mourning hall, Gui Bugui and two monsters. Just as it was about to be midnight, Jiao Dalang ran to the mourning hall with panic. Looking at Wu Mian, Gui Bugui said, "A ghost came outside... He claimed to be Yan Jun of the Underworld, and wanted to see you two... The two masters see if they meet now or see each other again later?"

"Yan Jun... what's it going to join in the fun?" Gui Bugui frowned and looked at Wu Mian who was guarding the coffin, and then continued: "I'll go and take a look. If there is no big deal, let it come again tomorrow..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui had already followed Jiao Dalang out of the mourning hall. However, a short while, the old guy brought Yan Jun to the mourning hall. Gui Bugui showed a happy smile on his face. After bringing Yan Jun in, he directly said to Wu Mian: "There is something that I don't know what to say. After thinking about it, I'd better ask Your Majesty to tell you in person."

At this time, Yan Jun walked forward a few words and performed a ritual ritual to the coffin. Then he smiled and said to Wu Mian: "Among the Lords of Yan, I may be the only one who saluted the dead... I heard about Mrs. Zun in the underworld, so I came to see you. Mr. Wu Mian said mercy..."

The white-haired man glanced at Yan Jun, nodded and said, "Thank you for your heart. Originally, after his deceased wife died, she should have been reincarnated at your place. Now it seems that she has surpassed Yan Jun's jurisdiction..."

"Beyond my jurisdiction? Not necessarily..." Before Wu Mian finished speaking, Yan Jun had already interrupted the white-haired man.

After pausing for a moment, it continued with a smile: "Although Mrs. Zun's soul is broken, it cannot be reincarnated again. But I still have a way to piece together the broken souls..."

"What did you say?" Wu Mian turned his head and looked at Yan Jun. After taking a deep breath, the white-haired man continued, "You mean... have you put together Wen Jun's soul?"

"It can be said that." Yan Jun smiled slightly and continued, "The original situation of the Madam's life will disappear after death. However, when I stayed in the mansion, I had a method of guiding Mrs. Zun's soul. After she passed away, her soul would return to the underworld to reshape... But Mr. Wu Mian, don't be too happy too early. After all, the crack of her soul is too big, and even if it is reshaped, there will be no chance to reincarnate... She can only stay on the ground from now on. Do you understand that this?"

Wu Mian understood what Yan Jun meant. After nodding, 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 get me wrong. Before I finished speaking, even if the underworld can reshape Mrs. Zun's soul, she cannot speak, have no mind, and cannot walk. Now Mrs. Zun's 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 was reshaped, he would have the opportunity to reincarnate after he was nourished in the underworld for a while. Now, after listening to Yan Jun’s words, there seemed to be no difference between the reshaping soul and the smoke disappearing. At this moment, Bai Wuqiu said: "Your Lord Hell, what are you saying? What is the difference between that and lying in a coffin? You can’t speak, have no mind, and can’t walk, so what else can it do?"

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

"Thank you, when can I see Wenjun's soul?" Wu Mian stood up, walked to Yan Jun's side, and continued, "Do you have to wait until I get Tong Qizhen's soul and hand it over to you before you can exchange my wife's soul? Or do you want me to go down with you and help the underworld army to kill those rebels..."

"Mr. Wu Mian misunderstood again..." Yan Jun smiled slightly and continued, "Tong Qizhen's soul is indeed what I dreamed of, but he has already entered my pocket, sooner or later it will be my pocket. Moreover, the army of my underworld has destroyed several rebels, and the underworld will soon be unified again..."
Chapter completed!