C129 Replacing One with Another

When Lan Xi was about to be buried, he passed by the Bright Building. Today, there were fewer vendors.

At three in the morning, the funeral procession arrived at the Bright Building. The mournful wails came closer and closer.

Hua Shuisheng looked at the funeral procession indifferently. She glanced at Xiahou Lin, who was staring at the black coffin without blinking