C26 Eight immortals carrying coffins

"What?" Are you mistaken about me and Master Sima being relieved of all our duties? Who gave you the right? "

The Jinyun Group Board suddenly called, announcing that Ye Shijie and his wife had been removed from their company. Facing this sudden news, Ye Shijie could not control himself, and roared into the phone.

"Ye Shijie, it's useless to shout at me, this is the last words of the chairman, he died half an hour ago, and his private lawyer, Mr. Ouyang Qing, is rushing to the mourning hall with the chairman's will, you better hurry, otherwise you won't be able to make it."

The person on the other end of the line hung up, while Ye Shijie stood there in a daze, muttering the words "will".

Two words, followed by a crazed roar, "Impossible, this must be a lie. I am the eldest son of the family, and also the only male. Jinyun Group is mine, this old man definitely wouldn't do that ?"

, who had lost control of his emotions, rushed out the door, got on the white Range Rover, and drove away in a cloud of dust ? Ye?s father, who was wearing a white banner inside the Ye Family villa and changing into a new famous suit, laid inside the coffin quietly with a calm expression. His expression was eternally frozen at this moment.

"Young Master, please put on your mourning dress first!"

Seeing that Ye Shijie had returned, the nanny had already prepared a set of filial uniforms for him. Unexpectedly, Ye Shijie actually pushed her away with one hand, and said with a look of disgust: "Scram!"

The housemaid was speechless, she looked at Ye Shijie's back figure and stood there in a daze.

After rushing into the hall, Ye Shijie did not go and pay respects to his father, but instead looked around, seeing the lawyer Ouyang Qing standing by the side, and walked over: "Ouyang Qing, where is the will? Quick, let me take a look! "

Ye Shijie stretched out his arms, his expression especially anxious.

"Young Master Ye, I've been waiting for you."

Ouyang Qing was expressionless as he spoke. He took out the will from his bag and looked at Ye Weizhu, who was standing not far away with a blank expression on her face, "Young miss, please come over here! I'm going to read the will! "

Lin Yiyuan patted Ye Weizhu's shoulders and comforted him: "Go! This is Mr. Ye's last wish. "

When the two of them got close, Ouyang Qing began to make his will!

"Vizhu, when you see this will, Daddy won't be able to accompany you anymore! I once prided myself on having a successful career, a harmonious family, and a pair of filial piety. However, you were the only one to accompany me to the end of my life, and all along, you had strived hard to improve, but father had misunderstood you. Fortunately, before I died, I had understood for a while, and for the sake of Jinyun Group's future, and also to make up for my debt to you, father decided to hand over the entire company to you ? "

Ye Shijie didn't say a word about the entire will. It was as if he didn't remember there was a son like him.

"This will must be fake. Ouyang Qing, you must have forged this will. Yes, it must be you."

Ye Shijie roared, pointed at Ouyang Qing's nose and cursed.

"Eldest Young Master, there is no doubt about the authenticity of this will. As for why you were never mentioned, I'm afraid that you know better than anyone else that you are unwilling to accept it because you are too selfish and have committed an unforgivable sin. Do you think it's strange? Why do I know this? The reason is very simple. When I received this will, I was especially surprised by the chairman's decision, so I asked him why and I felt sorry for you. But when he told me everything, I felt that you deserved it. "

As a lawyer, once Ouyang Qing started to scold someone that he should not underestimate, the hedonistic young master Ye Shijie was rendered speechless. He wished that he could find a hole to hide in, but the hole in the house was too small to fit him in.

Under everyone's peculiar gazes, Ye Shijie, who carried the accusation of patricide could only flee in the end.

"common leaf, the mourning hall at the funeral home has been set up. You can go now."

Lin Yiyuan reminded.

"Alright!"

Ye Weizhu promised.

Lin Yiyuan who was wearing a robe turned to look at the guest and shouted to the crowd: "Eight Immortals, please send the coffin!"

Normally, there were eight people who could sit at one of the tables. Generally, the clan had relatives and friends, but the clan did not have many people, and they could not be dealt with just like that. There was also the most important point that could not be replaced by people with the same surname, and the most important point was that people who fought against each other could not be appointed.

Not only did the Eight Immortals have to carry the coffins, they also had to clean up the corpses, take baths, change clothes, etc.

Following Lin Yiyuan's shout, eight middle-aged men walked out of the crowd. They were all dressed in the same attire and wore red Eight Immortals Hats. This hat had a different meaning, it was called "Heaven Shrouded Earth".

The outside was red, the inside was white, representing the sky and the earth respectively. It could suppress all evil energy.

In addition, the legs need to be tied with a white cloth strip, so that the pants can be wrapped up and one has to wear straw sandals. This way, the coffin can be easily carried up the mountain for the sake of convenience, making it difficult to walk along the mountain road. If one steps on the leg of the pants or the shoelace, it is easy to fall off, but in the process of carrying the coffin, it is a bad omen that the coffin will fall to the ground.

But these are not used these days, and it is even more inappropriate to wear sandals. They are usually canvas sneakers or sneakers, and they are usually hung from the waist. This is the case for the eight in front of me, with light sandals hanging from the waist.

"Cheers!"

Waiting until the Eight Immortals stood in front of their respective coffins, Lin Yiyuan shouted out loud. Then, the music started again, and the Eight Immortals bowed, placing their hands on their waists, they shouted out together, "Rise!"

The character exerted force from his waist and steadily lifted the coffin.

"Dragon Tails!"

Lin Yiyuan came to the front of the convoy and shouted once again.

The Eight Immortals each held their respective coffins and shouted in unison, "Returning Dragon Bars!"

Then he slightly swayed his body, and the coffin shook three times to the left and right, indicating to the dead that they were leaving.

The guests in the room had all gathered behind the Eight Immortals, Ye Weizhu carried the portrait and walked to the right side of the coffin.

Following that, Lin Yiyuan started to chant and walk forward, the band following closely behind him, the Eight Immortals behind him also started to move, firecrackers roared in unison in the courtyard, and the group started to leave the house in a formidable array.

The procession with the white banner was waiting at a distance of one thousand meters. After the coffin had boarded the carriage, the Eight Immortals followed and sat on eight different chairs, and after everyone had boarded the carriage, the caravan started to move slowly towards the funeral home. In order to make the Ye?s father's farewell ceremony a little more grand, Lin Yiyuan rented the largest memorial hall of the funeral home for three days, which was enough time for the Ye Family relatives and friends to come back from afar to send him off.

The coffin laid quietly in the chrysanthemum bush, and an endless stream of people came to offer their condolences. Ye Weizhu had to bear everything alone.

After leaving home, Ye Shijie had no way to pour out his heart and soul. In the end, he thought of Sima Nan, who was in the same boat as him, and so he drove over to find him.