"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..."

The monks either beat wooden fish, sound the bell, or fiddle with rosary.

The old monk in charge lowered his head, folded his hands together, recited the Heart Sutra to save the dead souls.

Qingdeng and others were wearing uniform black mourning clothes and stood silently behind the monks.

Anyone who was kinship with Kondo Shusuke and who could come to attend the funeral will come to attend the funeral.

Needless to say, the children of the Examination and Guardians led by Qingdeng are the only ones.

Even Tuya Sui San, who was seriously injured and had not healed, had to support himself and insisted on coming to send Kondo Shusuke to a journey.

I have to say that Tu Fangsheng San's life is really great.

He was shot in the stomach and survived... It was a blessing, a miracle.

With Bei Fangren's careful treatment, he had recovered his consciousness three days ago.

Although everyone advised him to have a good rest, he still stubbornly insisted on attending Kondo Shusuke's funeral.

At that time, he said:

"To me, Kondo Shusuke is like my second father. If I don't send my father a trip, who will I become?"

Since he had said this, it was hard for everyone to persuade him again.

In addition to the monks chanting scriptures and the sound of using magic instruments, the funeral scene was quiet, with low sobs sounding from time to time.

Most men looked idly, while ladies were generally crying.

Ah Chang (Kondo's wife) who stood beside Yukino Kondo kept wiping her tears.

The eldest sister of the head office, Okina Hikaru, also burst into tears.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Kondo Shusuke's long-time wife Abi stood closest to the tombstone.

Among the people at the scene, she was one of the closest people to Kondo Shusuke.

Compared to other women, she carved her very calm appearance.

But seeing her expressionless face, there was neither sadness nor regret on her face, making people unable to guess what she was thinking at this moment.

It is worth mentioning that in order to thank Kondo Shusuke for his heroic sacrifice, Tenzhangyuan also participated in today's funeral.

She did not come alone.

Behind him was a large group of people - they were all famous figures in the shogunate.

Katsurain Taro, Lao Nai, Ruoneni... All the shogunate senior officials who could get out of here were brought by her.

A few days ago, the funeral between the male Seiichiro Tani and Kiyoto Kawada also went to the funeral with a "luxury lineup".

Not only was there a grand ceremony, but there were also figures of the Queen Mother and Nino in the funeral procession... Kondo Shusuke's funeral was extremely mourning.

If Tokugawa Ishiki was not in a coma, he would probably have come to attend the funeral, making the lineup a little more luxurious.

This is the honor that Kondo Shusuke, Male Tani Seichiro and Kuwada Kiyoto should have, and no one will object.

After a while, the monks' salvation ceremony gradually ended.

At this point, today's funeral has come to an end.

"A Chang, stop crying."

Kondo said as he pulled out the paper and handed it to A Chang.

"Wipe your tears."

"Father, he certainly doesn't want us to cry."

"He would probably say: Stop crying, I don't like the sad atmosphere."

A Chang sobbed and took the paper handed over by Kondo, wiping the tears from his face hard.

However, her eyes were like two springs, and the more tears she wiped her eyes.

Although Kondo Yuki was quite calm, anyone could see that he was pretending to be strong.

A strong sadness circled in his body, lingering...

He was originally a farmer, and it was only through the adoption of Kondo Shusuke that he had the opportunity to change his life.

Without Kondo Shusuke's adoption and teaching, he would not have become a samurai, he would have become the head of the fourth generation of the natural mind Liuzong family, he would have encountered Qingdeng and others, and he would have been today...

The true recreation of grace... This great kindness he will never repay in his life!

However... the son wants to support his parents but the parents are not waiting...

Before he could repay his kindness, he was separated from each other forever...

Kondo's grief is self-evident...

Everyone consciously made room for Kondo Yuki to let him be quiet alone.

At this time, Qingdeng slowly walked towards Elordi not far away.

"Eroti, are you okay?"

Aoden knows: Elorti has always felt deeply guilty about Kondo Shusuke's death in battle.

Elordi pursed her lips and squeezed out an ugly expression:

"Master, I'm fine..."

"I just feel...I'm empty."

"If I could be stronger...If I could be as strong as your master, maybe I could save Mr. Kondo..."

After hearing this, Qingdeng's expression moved slightly.

“…Eroti, you have tried your best.”

He said, spreading his arms and gently embraced Elordi.

"No one blames you, don't blame yourself anymore."

“…”

Elorti kept silent.

She lowered her head, drooped her shoulders, and buried her entire face in Qingdeng's arms, making it impossible to see the change in her expression...

Suddenly, a very angry female voice sounded behind her:

“…Miss Angoulem.”

Elordi was stunned.

Although it was a slightly unfamiliar voice, she still immediately heard who was.

Like a conditioned reflex, she hurriedly left Qingdeng's arms and turned backwards. While turning around, she quickly raised her hand to wipe her face and wiped away some water stains.

As she expected, the person who came was not someone else, but Abi.

Abi walked towards her slowly in a generous manner.

Looking at Abi getting closer and closer, Elordi's facial expression became complicated and unspeakable.

"Madam Kondo... Please mourn..."

She bent down, with a solemn expression, and her tone was filled with a faint apology.

Abi shook her head gently:

"Miss Angoulem, you don't have to do this, please raise your head quickly."

"I am not sad about the death of my son."

"My uncle is an old man over seventy years old."

"It's rare for a man to live in seventy years. As a swordsman, it's rare that he can live in such an old age, and there's nothing to be mourned."

"What's more, 'Death by Fighting' has always been my grandson's long-cherished wish."

"He has got what he wants, and we should be happy for him."

"If we complain, we will be disrespectful to him."

After saying that, she stopped.

She seemed to remember her purpose and looked hesitant.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked softly:

"Miss Angoulem, I have a question, I wonder if I can ask you for an answer?"

Elorti replied without hesitation:

"Please say it."

Abi pursed her lips and then changed into a solemn expression:
To be continued...