"Is Shi Yu really not coming?"
"She is outside the cemetery, let her be."
It was drizzling. Inside Phecda Cemetery at the outskirts of Da Hwa City, today was the day of Gu Jun's funeral.
It was said to be a hero but there was no promotion. Even the internal members were not informed of his death. There were very few people attending the funeral, they were all Gu Jun's superiors and colleagues. Phecda from Eastern State sent the retired Elder Qin to represent them. It was this old man who brought Gu Jun into Phecda.
Gu Jun died at the age of 23 due to a brain tumour.
Phecda Cemetery was heavily guarded. It was sealed and monitored using the Ancient Seal Stone to prevent the cultists and dark creatures from destroying the place. Around Gu Jun's grave, there were special cameras set up to monitor any possible anomalies.
By then, the freezing rain had soaked the trees in the cemetery. It also soaked through the solemn black attire of the people who attended the funeral.
Tong Ye, Doctor Shen, Yao Sinian and the rest of Gu Jun's old superiors each held a shovel. They dug into the grave where the coffin was to be buried.
A marble tombstone had been erected. The picture on the tombstone was young and handsome.
It had been a whole month since the incident. The faces of the people were still filled with unspeakable sadness and sadness.
The investigation concluded that Di Minghui was fully responsible for this incident. Di Minghui suffered a mental breakdown due to the impact of the spell cast by Gu Jun during the comprehensive review of Gu Jun. Unfortunately, this was not discovered by others. Di Minghui had carefully planned the assassination. He carried a gun with him on the day of the incident and escaped the inspection.
Because of this evil deed, many people were held accountable, but Gu Jun did not receive any justice. Today's funeral was already not easy to come by.
Tong Ye and the rest were filled with guilt, hatred and pain but that was all they could do or else it would only cause internal strife at Phecda and they would soon be dealt with as well.
At that time, the situation would only worsen.
Moreover, whether it was Di Minghui who took full responsibility or someone else was involved in it, even they weren't sure what the truth was.
Not far away, Deng Ximei, Peacock, Malachite and Gold were all there. No matter what the truth was, they would be heading to Mysterium World after today.
Cai Zixuan, Wang Ruoxiang, Uncle Dan, and Lou Xiaoning were all from Eastern State Phecda, so they respected Elder Qin very much. Old Man Qin consoled them for a while. Actually, it was still the same principles, but it was also the truth. Gu Jun's sudden death was an opportunity for the dark forces to take advantage of. This world needed someone to protect it.
It was difficult, but someone had to do it, just like how Gu Jun had persevered when he was alive …
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. When the raindrops hit their bodies, it was bone-chilling.
After digging the grave, Tong Ye, Yao Sinian and the rest, as well as the young Cai Zixuan and Malachite, lifted the coffin that was placed next to them and placed it into the grave. The weight of the coffin on their hands was as heavy as a thousand catties, but the coffin seemed as light as a feather.
In reality, the coffin was empty, there was no sign of Gu Jun's body.
Part of his body had been turned into a specimen, the rest would be cremated but the ashes would not be placed here to prevent them from being stolen by the heretics.
As for the Carlop autopsy instruments, they were undeniably another part of Gu Jun's body, they would not be buried in the ground. They still needed to be studied and used.
Inside the coffin was an old white coat that Gu Jun had worn when he was alive.
Although Gu Jun had various identities and titles, his identity in Phecda's file was that of a doctor. He had always seen himself as such and had always been busy saving people.
It was still early in the morning, but the sky was covered by dark clouds. Low thunder began to rumble, making everyone's heart tremble.
After placing the coffin into the grave, they shoveled the soil back until the soil covered the coffin and filled up the grave. Then, they presented a few simple bouquets of flowers. The extravagant flower baskets, ribbons, and elegiac couplets were all useless. This was a sign of respect for Gu Jun.
After the burial, everyone lined up in front of the grave, looking at the picture on the tombstone and observing a moment of silence.
After three minutes of silence, they bowed three more times. At this moment, it seemed that they had truly made up their minds. Their eyes were red and tears were falling.
The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and the rain was washing their faces.
"Ah Jun." Then it was Tong Ye's turn to say the funeral eulogy on behalf of the group. However, those who knew the truth would know the real cause of death. If the real cause of death could not be mentioned, what was the point of the eulogy? Therefore, Tong Ye said simply, "After you're gone, we will continue to do our best. We will fight the enemies from the outside and the enemies from within."
After the eulogy, Tong Ye told the group, "If you have anything to say to him, please say it." Then he fell into silence.
"Mr Gu, the children of the City of Kindle will not give up." Peacock said. Malachite, Gold and the rest nodded solemnly. Kathlyn and the rest agreed as well.
Cai Zixuan mumbled, "Ever since the invention of guns, even a coward can kill a brave hero."
Wang Ruoxiang heard it. If it was Gu Jun who heard it, he would have asked the same question. She asked, "Shakespeare?"
"Don Quixote." Cai Zixuan sighed.
Lou Xiaoning was unable to vent her anger. Uncle Dan who was normally lively was choking on his tears. It was Deng Ximei who said firmly, "Ah Jun, thank you for taking care of me all this time. I hope that one day, we can meet again. Be it in the human world or hell. "
"Hey, can't it be heaven?" Lou Xiaoning asked.
"I don't believe in heaven." Deng Ximei said.
When Professor Qin heard this, he let out a long sigh. His white hair looked even more withered.
They stayed in front of the grave for a long time. Then, filled with reluctance and sorrow, they slowly left.
The rain did not slow down, if anything, it became heavier. Only when the lightning flashed would there be a flash of light in the dark sky. Then there was the roar of thunder.
The silence did not last long before Wu Shiyu arrived. She was wearing a casual outfit.
Even standing before his grave, looking at his picture on the tombstone, she did not think Dirty-minded Jun was dead. However, when she tried to use telepathy to contact him, the cold, empty feeling told her that he was no longer there. Ever since that day, something had been cut off.
"Dirty-minded Jun, in the period before your resurrection, you should be considered dead, so I'm here to take a look. I just want to tell you that I will not abandon you. After all, it is so difficult to find another person that I like so much. If I have the time, I might as well come up with a way to resurrect you. That's settled. "
Wu Shiyu stood there for a long time before turning to leave.
She covered her head with her hands and shivered from the cold. Then she slowly disappeared into the rain.
Other than the sound of thunder and rain, the graveyard was silent. The dark clouds continued to gather. The wind and rain blurred the world and the surveillance cameras.
The rain hit the tombstone, the picture of the young man, and the ground, washing away the soil …
Boom! Another muffled clap of thunder rang out.
The fading lightning briefly illuminated the strangeness of the graveyard. The soil that had just been filled in seemed to loosen slightly and a shadow materialized on the ground.
It appeared to be a human figure. It was illusory and real at the same time. There was a flash of clarity. The figure was wearing a white coat and a plague doctor's bird's beak mask.
When the thunder stopped, the shadow materialized into a bird. It flew out from the ground and landed on top of the tombstone with its talons. It was a raven covered in black feathers. The tip of its beak was long and greyish black. Its eyes were also covered in a dark color. As it moved, it seemed to shine with a different light.
It stood on top of the tombstone for a while before suddenly flapping its wings. It flew into the stormy sky and left the graveyard.
The rain fell but the picture of the young man on the tombstone remained the same.
The eternal slumber was not the dead. In this strange world, even death could be destroyed.
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