Mu Wushuang raised his head blankly, and Lin Miao could only glar at him: "Why don't you go find them now! I'm here!" Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth and stood up straight, picked up Ju Luojian and bowed deeply to Lu Xianping's body, lowered his head and strode away from the woods. The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heaved, and bursts of thunder were endless. Mu Wushuang came to the road, raised his head and roared, and ran towards the Wang family like crazy.

"Uncle Master, Xiaoyu, don't have anything to do!" Mu Wushuang said silently with red eyes. When Mu Wushuang returned to the Wang family, Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu were standing at the door. Long Yubing saw Mu Wushuang's face was sad, but his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?" Mu Wushuang looked at Long Yubing and lowered his head.

Su Xiaoyu came forward and said, "Brother, where are Lin Miao and Young Master Wen?" Mu Wushuang moved his throat and said in an almost inaudible voice: "Hey, I'm dealing with the funeral of Uncle Lu..." Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu were both stunned. Long Yubing said unnaturally: "Wushuang, what are you saying? I didn't hear clearly... Wushuang, you, you didn't lie to us..."

Mu Wushuang still lowered his head and said, "Uncle Lu was killed... in the woods not far from Jiu Ye's cemetery..." Long Yubing took two steps back, shook his body before grabbing the door panel, and then looked at Mu Wushuang with his eyes blankly: "Senior Brother Lu is dead... How is this possible? How is it possible..." Su Xiaoyu covered his mouth and nose and said in a crying voice: "Brother, what you said is not true... right..."

Mu Wushuang knelt on one knee and supported the ground with her left hand and said, "I don't think it's true, but, but..." Long Yubing turned his head and supported him at the door and cried bitterly. Su Xiaoyu came to Long Yubing, comforting Long Yubing while crying with her. When Wen Yu stumbled and brought Lu Xianping's body back to the Wang family, another bed had been placed next to Zhang Zhubei's body.

Zhang Xi stood at the door of the mourning hall with a haggard face. Seeing Wen Guzhi and Lin Miao back, Zhang Xi knelt on the ground stiffly and kowtowed nine times to Lu Xianping. Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu walked out of the mourning hall, and both knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to salute. Wen Guzhi looked at Long Yubing and the other two with a blank look, and then looked at Mu Wushuang standing at the back - Mu Wushuang also knelt on the ground like the others.

Wen Zhi walked around everyone in a tidy manner, carefully placed Lu Xian flat on the bed, and then came to the door and said to Lin Miao: "Brother Lin, please prepare a decent funeral for my master." Lin Miao nodded and turned away from the backyard. Lin Miao found Wang Ganrong and asked Wang Ganrong to handle the funeral for the two Taoist priests. Wang Ganrong said with grief and anger: "Young Master Zhang is so dissatisfied! The two Taoist priests are your uncles. Even if you don't say it, Wang will serve... Alas, God is jealous of the talent!"

Lin Miao nodded, then jumped to the street, after thinking for a while, several people jumped out of the city. Wen Guzhi and Zhang Xi knelt in the mourning hall, Mu Wushuang, Long Yubing, and Su Xiaoyu stood aside. Wen Guzhi was stunned for a while before smiling miserably: "Master, don't worry, I will find Mrs. Huayin. Then, please ask her to go to your grave to pay tribute... Even if it's only once, it's fine, but your wishes during your lifetime..."

Long Yubing looked at Wen Guzhi and didn't say anything. Wen Guzhi paused for a moment and continued, "I can't find Mrs. Huayin, so I would rather make a poisonous oath - I will never marry you in my life!" Mu Wushuang knew that Wen Guzhi had practiced the boy skills, and also understood why Lu Xianping said not to delay his lifelong affairs. "Uncle Lu, Junior Brother Wen, it turns out that you two have always been innocent. Now, only Zhang Xiuwen is still at large!"

Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang couldn't help but hold the Juluo Sword in his hand tightly, and then walked out of the mourning hall without saying a word. Long Yubing caught up with Mu Wushuang and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? You seem to be afraid of seeing the old man!" Mu Wushuang whispered: "It's my villain's heart... I'm sorry for Uncle Lu and Junior Brother Wen, I have no shame to see them."

Long Yubing asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Are you sorry for Senior Brother Lu and the others when you did? Wushuang, instead of being resentful of Senior Brother Lu's death, you might as well keep your energy to avenge him and then give up his last wish. This is what you should do." Mu Wushuang glanced at Long Yubing, then nodded thoughtfully: "What the uncle said is, Wushuang knows what to do."

Mu Wushuang suddenly remembered something, and then frowned and said, "Rati hasn't come back yet, so he must have gone out to find the murderer!" Long Yubing glanced at Mu Wushuang, sighed and said, "Do you want to find the murderer too?" Mu Wushuang's mouth moved, slowly let go of the sword in his hand and said, "I'd better not go. If you guys have any mistakes, I really should be self-destructive. Believe in Mouse, he has no problem."

Long Yubing nodded and sighed. Mu Wushuang looked at Wen Guzhi's back and continued, "Now Junior Brother Wen hates me to the core, I will avoid him first. He and Junior Brother Zhang are so troublesome." Then Mu Wushuang bowed to Long Yubing, turned around and slowly came to the front yard. Wang Ganrong met Mu Wushuang in the yard and said, "Heror Mu, I have arranged the affairs of the two Taoist priests. Now Wang is going to go to the Zhou family with County Ma, look..."

Mu Wushuang thought for a while and bowed, "I can't go through so many things happening to my master. I'll ask Mr. Wang to do it for me and express my gratitude to Mr. Zhou in advance." Wang Ganrong hurriedly replied, "Hero Mu is so polite. This is what Wang should do. Okay, if Mr. Mu has any instructions, just find Butler Liu directly, Wang will say goodbye first."

After Wang Ganrong left, Mu Wushuang flew directly to the roof of the living room, and looked at the sparse pedestrians on the street, and his mood improved a little. Then Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged and let the rain fall on him. After calming down for a while, he began to practice Lin Miao's Niu Li Divine Art. Half an hour later, Mu Wushuang suddenly smelled a scent of wine, and couldn't help but open his eyes and look right. Lin Miao was half lying five feet away, pressing a jar with his left hand and drinking with a bowl with his right hand.

Mu Wushuang shook his head and said, "When did you come?" Lin Miao took a sip of wine and said, "It's been a while. If the wind direction remains unchanged and you can't smell the wine, don't you know I've come?" Mu Wushuang nodded, and Lin Miao handed the wine jar to Mu Wushuang and said, "I don't have much left, I'll give it to you." Mu Wushuang looked at the wine jar and picked up the wine jar and drank it all.

Lin Miao stood up, looked at the black clouds with lightning, and smiled bitterly and said, "This real dragon is not so sad because the two seniors died in a foreign land!" Mu Wushuang glanced at Lin Miao and said, "You seem to like rainy days." Lin Miao stretched and said, "Yes, when it was raining in the past, the teacher and I didn't have to continue to cheat. Then we found a dilapidated temple to eat and sleep. After eating and sleeping, he kept talking nonstop - my teacher's mouth couldn't stop."

Mu Wushuang put down the wine jar and sighed: "So, my master. He called us together on rainy days and drank tea and chatted around the fire...That day, just think about it!" Then the two of them were silent for a moment at the same time, and Mu Wushuang asked in a low voice: "Mouse, haven't you found the man in black?"
Chapter completed!