Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 512

Perhaps the true death of a person begins when he is completely forgotten by the world.

Lin Hun lay on the roof.

He rested his head on his hands.

As more and more people drank in Zhao's house, the voices became louder and louder.

The dead had just turned into ashes.

The living had already started drinking.

This is the real world.

The night wind blew through Lin Hun's hair.

He had a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Uncle Zhao is dead, and Lord Wei Faqin is dead."

"Uncle Zhao watched me grow up and knew me inside out."

"Lord Wei Faqin watched me become stronger through cultivation. He knew me when I was a humble man, so he knew some of my things."

"These two people are gone, which means that there are no people who know my past."

It's reluctance.

It's also relief.

All the people who know their past are gone.

In a few decades, Zhao Junshan and others will also die of old age, and then there will be only Lin Hun alone in this world.

"Life is destined to be lonely."

"Especially for immortals."

"Uncle Zhao raised me. Now that he is gone, I have nothing to worry about in this mortal world."

Zhao Junshan and Zhao Mei'e were just childhood friends. They did not raise Lin Hun.

And Lin Hun had saved Zhao Junshan's life and did not owe him anything.

"I am finally free from all worries in this mortal world."

"The way of trickery is popular. I want to pursue the truth of eternal life."

Lin Hun suddenly felt something at Uncle Zhao's funeral.

The lesson of death has always been the most profound education.

Under the powerful consciousness of Lin Hun, he has mastered everything that happened in the Zhao family.

Zhao Junshan has lost his father. He is being forced to grow up little by little.

Toasting and saying these words of thanks.

Although he was still secretly wiping tears, he had to pretend to be mature in front of adults.

From a young man following Uncle Zhao to the head of the family.

Children without umbrellas have to run desperately in the rain.

There is no other way.

Lin Hun finally felt relieved after watching Zhao Junshan's performance.

He took out a jar of good wine that he had saved from his storage bag.

With a flick of his fingers, some wine was in the air.

He whispered:

"Uncle Zhao, I will accompany you tonight, don't be afraid."

Is there a netherworld in this world?

Probably not.

There is not even the concept of "ghost" in this world.

In this world, "ghost" is just one of the countless subdivided systems in the practice of trickery.

Just as ordinary as "mountain" and "meat".

Were there ghosts in Lin Hun's previous life?

Lin Hun said, I don't believe it.

Lin Hun remembered seeing someone say something in his previous life.

If there are ghosts in this world, then the Japanese invaders killed so many Chinese sons and daughters.

Why didn't a ghost come out to protect their descendants from the slaughter of the Japanese army?

Lin Hun also saw a sentence in his previous life.

If there are ghosts in this world.

Those who were murdered will definitely turn into evil spirits to seek revenge.

Why are there so many people who died inexplicably but the murderer cannot be found?

Lin Hun was thinking wildly while drinking.

No one left that night.

Stayed with Zhao Junshan to keep watch at Zhao's house.

Baizu didn't have so many rules.

After keeping watch for one night, it was over.

Everything about Zhao Tou will be slowly forgotten from tonight.

In the early morning, everyone finished breakfast and left one after another.

The last to leave the Zhao family were Lao Jiao and Lao Shi.

"Uncle Jiao, Uncle Shi, thank you two for accompanying my father through the last time."

Zhao Junshan knelt down suddenly and kowtowed to them.

"Oh, Junshan, what are you doing, get up!"

"That's right, Lao Zhao saved the lives of our whole family, this is nothing! Get up!"

The two people helped Zhao Junshan up in a panic.

"Junshan, go back and have a rest. You've been exhausted lately."

"Go back, go back. Junshan, you've grown up overnight."

Lao Jiao and Lao Shi patted Zhao Junshan on the shoulders.

They left the Zhao family under Zhao Junshan's gaze.

The Zhao family was the only one left in the entire Zhao family.

Zhao Junshan closed the door.

As soon as his body relaxed, endless fatigue came over him instantly.

His warrior-level body couldn't bear it.

He leaned against the door and slid down slowly.

He sat at the door, covering his face with his hands, and cried quietly with his shoulders twitching.

He didn't cry out loud.

Anyone who has experienced it knows.

This kind of secret crying is the greatest sadness in the heart.

He leaned against the door and cried like a child.

Zhu Shanshan, who heard the sound, hugged her son and wanted to come forward to comfort him.

Lin Hun appeared beside her and shook his head.

For some things, you have to learn to grow up alone.

Zhu Shanshan wanted to kneel down and salute Lin Hun when he saw her, but was stopped by Lin Hun.

He was the Heavenly Witch King.Zhu Shanshan was not allowed to tell Zhao Junshan.

Just interact with Junshan as an ordinary person.

To avoid estrangement.

Zuo finally saw Lin Hun again.

Her eyes were full of expectation.

She walked towards Lin Hun and whispered:

"Master, is everything okay?"

Lin Hun gently held Zuo's hand, ran his hand through her hair and said:

"Good."

Zuo hadn't been in contact with a man for a long time.

She blushed when Lin Hun held her hand gently.

"Go and help clean up, I still have things to deal with."

At this moment, the Zhao family was in a mess, and the mourning hall had not been dismantled yet, so it was natural to clean up.

Zhu Shanshan and Zuo went to do things.

There was a knock on the door.

"Brother Junshan, I'm Teng Fang."

Teng Fang was Teng Yuan's younger brother. Teng Yuan had the merit of being the first to arrive, leaving enough living supplies and glory behind for his two younger brothers.

Zhao Junshan wiped his tears, took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Teng Fang, why are you back again?"

Teng Fang and others had been helping here last night, but they didn't expect him to come back again.

"Brother Junshan, I know your house needs to be cleaned up, so I'll take another day off to help you clean it up."

Uncle Zhao's family is very caring for Teng Yuan's family.

The relationship between the two families has always been good.

"Thank you, Teng Fang."

"Brother Junshan, we are all family, don't be polite to me."

The two of them turned around and saw Lin Hun standing in the yard.

At this moment, Lin Hun had the aura of a superior.

He stood there.

The morning sun shone on him.

There was a faint temperament of a hermit.

"Brother Lin Hun, you are back!"

"Brother Lin Hun!"

The two were very happy to see Lin Hun, the legendary figure in Baizu again.

Especially Teng Fang, who admired Lin Hun very much.

"Junshan, you will find some clothes of Uncle Zhao later, and go to the Zhao family cemetery to choose a place. I will go with you."

Although Uncle Zhao's body cannot be buried.

But a tomb of clothes and hats must be built for future generations to remember him.

"Okay, Brother Lin Hun."

Teng Fang, Zuo Shi, and Zhu Shanshan began to clean up the house.

Wait for Zhao Junshan to find a set of clothes that Uncle Zhao had specified before he died.

Wrap it in a bundle, and go to the Zhao family's ancestral tomb outside the city with Lin Hun.

"Brother Lin Hun, this tomb is also what my father has chosen a long time ago."

I found a good place with a pole erected here.

It is a tomb that Uncle Zhao had chosen a long time ago.

"Ah, Uncle Zhao is also open-minded. He has prepared clothes and tombs for himself in advance."

Lin Hun thought.