After the four of them left, Wang Tang looked at the dead Brother Shu.
"Where would you hide the money?"
"I've been here before, but I couldn't find where you hid the money.”
Wang Tang did not find anything of value in Brother Shu's house.
The main reason was that he was afraid of being discovered.
He didn't look carefully.
Now that she was gone, he could look for her without worry.
He walked to a cabinet and opened a drawer.
Then, he poured the contents on the ground.
Hualala.
A few books and some papers fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Pui, pui, pui, there's so much dust.”Wang Tang was not paying attention and inhaled some dust into his nose.
He crouched on the ground and rummaged through it.
These books?
"Leave the last bullet for me?"
"Soldier King?"
"Return of the War God?"
"What the hell is this?"
Wang Tang felt a headache when he saw these titles.
There was also a white notebook there.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wang Tang did not have the time to read these things. He picked up the book and shook it.
After shaking for a long time, only a pen fell out. There was nothing else in the book.
"F * ck, why isn't he here?”Wang Tang cursed.
"Where would you hide the money?"
He stroked his chin as he thought.
Then, he walked to Brother Shu's body and felt around for a bank card.
"Oh, I found it."
However, he thought of a particularly serious problem. He had a bank card, but he did not know the password.
Wouldn't that be useless?
It seemed that all this effort had been in vain.
"F * ck you. When I lent you money, you refused. Now that you're dead, you haven't even spent all the money. You deserve to die.”
Wang Tang kicked Brother Shu's body, spat, and left.
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However, there were still people in the village who could not stand it anymore and spent money to buy a second-hand coffin.
Brother Shu was placed in a coffin. Someone said that he would stay for three days before being buried.
The funeral would be held in three days.
He also informed the villagers.
However, most of them would not go. Even if they did, they would just watch the show.
.........
On the other side, Li Chu had already learned of Brother Shu's death.
Because his phone number had been canceled, she couldn't get through.
However, Li Chu didn't know the exact time of the funeral.
He had no choice but to go to Guo Village. After asking around, he found out that the funeral would be held in three days.
Li Chu decided to stay here for the time being.
He found a place to stay in a small town beside Guo Village. It was not far from Guo Village, about ten miles away.
At this moment, Li Chu was eating in a small restaurant.
He heard people talking about Brother Shu in the restaurant.
He could not help but wonder if Brother Shu was that famous.
"Brother Shu is dead, do you know?”a middle-aged woman said casually.
Another auntie said," Yeah, what a pity. This person is actually quite nice. He likes to help and never asks for money."”
When Li Chu heard this, he wondered if Brother Shu had such an experience.
Likes to help others?
He didn't reply to her, but put down his chopsticks and listened quietly.
"That's right. I even heard that no one went to see Brother Shu when he died. In the end, they couldn't stand it anymore and bought a second-hand coffin for Brother Shu.”
"Who told you that? Why did you buy a second-hand coffin for Brother Shu? That's too stingy.”
"Anyway, I remember that Brother Shu was a good person. But some people disliked him and liked to bully him. As time passed, they treated him as a fool.”
Li Chu was a little puzzled. How could someone like him be treated like a fool?
He couldn't figure it out.
Thinking about it, there seemed to be such people in every village.
He liked to help people, but no one liked him.
Whenever there was any good news, they would think of such a person at the first moment.
It was free to help people. They wouldn't complain about being tired. They only needed to take care of their food.
Li Chu continued to listen.
"Later, for some reason, I moved to Guo Village. However, I was still bullied there. After all, most of the people in that village were hooligans.”
"There's such a thing? Why didn't I know?"
"There are a lot of things you don't know. Brother Shu used to live in our town a few years ago. He was always there when something happened in the town, but most of the time, he went to help.”
"Sigh, stop talking. It's too pathetic for someone like him to die without anyone lifting him up.”
"Exactly. Everyone thought he was easy to bully, so they went to bully him. He liked to say that he was a Soldier King or a Dragon King, so he was completely treated as a fool.”
..........
After Li Chu finished eating, he paid and left.
He finally understood what kind of person Brother Shu was.
Although he could not put himself in Brother Shu's shoes, he could feel the sadness.
However, some people were like this. They lived a life of mediocrity, but they wanted to save the world.
Although such a person looked ridiculous, from another perspective.
Their ambitions were undoubtedly the greatest.
Li Chu returned to the hotel. He was too bored, so he took out his phone to read the news.
Most of the news was about Third Brother's funeral.
There was nothing to see. He was the initiator of this matter.
He could roughly guess what would happen next.
There was also news about the return of the dragon head.
This was the hottest topic.
It seemed that the museum was preparing an exhibition that was only open to the Chinese.
Li Chu put down his phone and couldn't help but think of Brother Shu.
He was limping, but he always had a faint smile on his face.
What would this person's experience be?
What had she experienced to become like that?
Even Li Chu was a little curious, but he would probably know a little about it after this.
............
Three days later, the funeral was held as scheduled.
2 PM.
On an empty plot of land next to Guo Village.
This open space was very large, and there was a straight road next to it.
There were very few people in the open space, only a few old people and four or five people carrying the coffin.
A simple mourning hall was made with a wreath. Smoke from burning paper money and incense floated above the mourning hall.
The coffin was placed at the back of the mourning hall.
In front of the coffin was a black and white portrait of Brother Shu.
There are three incense sticks in front of the portrait
There was a basin slightly in front of him with joss paper burning in it.
This time, no one cried. In fact, some of them even looked a little impatient.
It was not time yet, so he could not be buried.
Actually, they wanted to see if anyone else would come to the funeral.
Or rather, he was just here to watch the show.
After a while, someone really came.
There were still quite a few people who came intermittently.
They all crossed their arms and watched from the side. They did not have the mood to mourn.
"Let's wait and see.”
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