coobybook Chapter 278 Teacher Gu 1 Rest in peace
Chapter 278 Teacher Gu 1 Rest in peace
The thrilling farce gradually calmed down when Qian Zhanyong appeared. The scene was in a mess, as if it had just been baptized by a storm.
Mu Xiaoji frowned, looking unhappy, with anger burning in his eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "Qin Shuyue."
Qin Shuyue was originally tidying up the somewhat messy scene. When she heard Mu Xiaoji's call, she did not dare to delay for a moment and hurriedly walked up to Mu Xiaoji.
She bowed slightly, her face full of respect, and asked softly, "Boss Mu, what is it? Please give me your instructions."
Mu Xiaoji pointed around and said hurriedly, "Leave this place to you for a while. I'll go in and help him treat his injuries."
Qin Shuyue's expression froze, and she replied without hesitation, "Okay, Mr. Mu." Her voice was steady and firm, showing her high professionalism.
Bai Jinrong was worried and hurried over. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked shy. She asked Jiang Chengyu with concern in her eyes: "Jiang Chengyu, how are you? Are you okay?"
Jiang Chengyu forced a smile and nodded stiffly: "Thank you Miss Bai for your concern, I'm fine; it was Xiaojita who made a fuss."
Mu Xiaoji frowned, glanced at Bai Jinrong coldly, and said in a bad tone: "Miss Bai, please excuse me for a moment." After saying that, he helped Jiang Chengyu up and hurriedly walked towards the lounge.
Cui Jiani and Luo Jinxi stood there quietly, watching the two people's backs gradually disappear at the back door. They looked at each other, turned around silently and walked to the chrysanthemums.
Cui Jiani gently picked up a white chrysanthemum and bowed in the direction of Teacher Gu with a solemn expression.
Mu Huiying and Dean Guo were standing not far away. They looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Then they walked to the side, picked up the chrysanthemums, and saluted in the direction of Teacher Gu. The atmosphere at the scene was solemn and dignified.
Mu Xiaoji pulled Jiang Chengyu into a lounge quickly. His eyes were full of nervousness, and he said anxiously, "Take off your coat."
Jiang Chengyu looked helpless and said speechlessly: "Xiao Ji, you really don't have to be nervous, I'm really fine."
Mu Xiaoji didn't listen to him at all and went straight to help him take off his suit. As soon as he touched his back, Jiang Chengyu frowned and took a breath.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji said coldly: "You still say it's okay."
After saying that, he did not wait for Jiang Chengyu to do it himself, but took over the task. He skillfully helped Jiang Chengyu unbutton his black shirt one by one.
Then he slowly took off his shirt, revealing Jiang Chengyu's fair back. There was a purple dragon mark on his back, with bruises all around, which looked shocking.
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were red with distress. He said softly, "You're already bruised like this, and you're just holding on. Just sit there and don't move. I'll help you remove the bruises and detoxify."
Jiang Chengyu quickly grabbed Mu Xiaoji's hands, trying to stop him: "Xiaoji, don't bother, it will be fine tomorrow!"
Mu Xiaoji glared at him angrily and said angrily: "Little monster, do you really have to make me unhappy?"
Without waiting for Jiang Chengyu to refute, Mu Xiaoji raised his true energy and slowly directed it towards the bruise. He was concentrating, and beads of sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead.
As the true qi was injected, Jiang Chengyu gradually felt that the pain in his back was no longer there, and the piercing pain receded like a tide. Mu Xiaoji then slowly ended the exercise and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Chengyu's face was full of worry. He gently pulled Mu Xiaoji to sit beside him. His eyes seemed to contain a bottomless lake, full of heartache.
He reached out and gently held Xiaoji's hands, unconsciously increasing the strength of his hands. He asked in a trembling voice, "Your legs weren't originally so bad. Did that bastard Gu Ming break them and make them like this?"
Mu Xiaoji looked at Jiang Chengyu's nervous expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile and said: "I was still young at that time, and I didn't want to make Mother Mu worry about me, so I kept it a secret. Later, as time went by, I gradually grew up and became what I am now."
Jiang Chengyu's eyes instantly lit up with anger when he heard this. He angrily cursed, "This black-hearted guy is simply a beast! It's too easy for him to be caught by the police! They should be killed. Xiaoji, take a good look at him for me. Maybe he can still be saved."
After saying that, he hurriedly bent down and carefully supported Mu Xiaoji's right leg, his eyes full of expectation and eagerness.
Mu Xiaoji smiled and shook his head, stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Chengyu's action, and said: "No need, it has been so many years, it has long been fixed. Now I am used to it, and you are by my side every day, no matter what I do, I don't feel inconvenienced."
His smile was like the sun in winter, warm and firm, as if his broken leg did not bring any gloom to his life.
At this moment, Jiang Chengyu's cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the slightly solemn and quiet atmosphere in the lounge.
It was a call from the crematorium. Jiang Chengyu quickly reached into his trouser pocket and took out his phone. He swiped his finger across the screen and answered the call. He said in a steady tone, "Hello!"
A slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Mr. Mu?"
Jiang Chengyu paused for a moment, then quickly responded, "Yes, you say."
The crematorium master then asked, "When will yours be finished? I can arrange a time to go there."
Jiang Chengyu frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said hurriedly: "Master, please come over at noon! There are still some students, teachers and colleagues here who haven't arrived yet. We have to wait for them to come and say goodbye to Teacher Gu."
The crematorium master replied, "Okay, I'll go there at noon."
Jiang Chengyu responded: "Okay..." and hung up the phone.
Jiang Chengyu turned around and started to put on his clothes. Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji quickly reached out to help. His slender fingers flexibly fastened the buttons, and every movement was focused.
After cleaning up, the two men straightened their clothes, stood up with solemn expressions and walked towards the front hall.
In the front hall, the originally bustling crowd had gradually dispersed, and there were fewer and fewer people.
Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji approached Qin Shuyue. Mu Xiaoji lowered his voice slightly but said firmly, "Prepare to ask someone to load the tribute and wreaths onto the truck. The crematorium master will come at twelve o'clock. We need to prepare to send Teacher Gu off for the last time."
Qin Shuyue's expression froze, she nodded seriously, then turned around and walked quickly out of the funeral home.
Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Chengyu still stood by the side with determination like pine trees. They looked solemn as they returned greetings to everyone who came to say goodbye or passed by, with deep respect and reluctance to part with Teacher Gu in their eyes.
Yao Xinyue and the photographer walked towards Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Chengyu with steady steps, and the two nodded slightly.
Yao Xinyue's eyes were full of concern and sympathy. She said softly, "Boss Mu, Boss Jiang, please accept my condolences. We won't bother you any more. We'll take our leave now. Please take care of yourself."
Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Chengyu also nodded slightly in return, and then they saw Yao Xinyue and the photographer leaving the funeral home with heavy strides and serious expressions.
Qin Shuyue skillfully directed some staff members of the funeral home, and everyone worked together to carefully load the wreaths one by one onto the truck outside.
At this time, President Bai slowly came over with Bai Jinrong and Bai Jinhui. President Bai had a solemn face and said after approaching the two, "Today is really too rushed, so we can only say goodbye in a hurry. Let's find a suitable time in the future and meet again in our martial arts association."
Mu Xiaoji nodded slightly, with gratitude in his eyes, and said, "President Bai, please take care. I am sorry for your poor hospitality today. I will visit you another day."
As soon as the words fell, the students clasped their wrists and saluted in unison, saying in unison: "President Mu, Professor Jiang, I express my condolences. We welcome you to come to the Wushu Association for guidance."
Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Chengyu also clasped their arms in return and said, "Everyone, take care."
As the crowd gradually dispersed, the noise in the funeral home gradually calmed down, and soon it became empty as a wilderness, and a sad atmosphere filled the air.
At this time, the crematorium master walked in with solemn steps, walked straight towards the two of them, and said in a low voice: "Boss Mu, Boss Jiang, we are going to start the coffin now!"
Mu Xiaoji took a deep breath and responded, "Okay!" Then he slowly walked towards a porcelain basin next to the coffin.
Mu Xiaoji walked to the porcelain basin and knelt slowly, tears already glistening in his eyes. He picked up a stack of paper money and put it into the basin to light it. While burning the paper, he said in a choked voice:
"Teacher Gu, you are like my father, accompanying me through all the storms and hardships. When I was helpless, you were like a lighthouse guiding me along the way. Now you have finished your journey well. Xiaoji will personally lead the horse and send Teacher Gu off. Rest in peace, Teacher Gu."
After saying this, Mu Xiaoji stood up, his eyes full of determination and reluctance. With trembling hands, he picked up the brazier and smashed it to pieces with all his strength, then shouted loudly: "Raise the spirit!"
Jiang Chengyu's eyes were red, and he shouted with all his strength: "Teacher Gu, have a safe journey..."
The voice echoed in the empty funeral home for a long time, as if carrying everyone's thoughts about Teacher Gu and drifting away into the distance.
The master at the crematorium had a solemn look on his face, and with a few equally solemn assistants, he walked slowly and steadily towards Teacher Gu's coffin.
They carefully lifted the heavy coffin lid, each movement full of respect, as if they were completing a sacred ritual.
The coffin lid slowly closed with a low muffled sound, as if it was Teacher Gu's final farewell to the world.
Afterwards, they lifted the coffin together and walked towards the door of the funeral home step by step. Each step was taken very steadily, for fear of disturbing Teacher Gu's rest. When they arrived at the door, they gently placed the coffin on the hearse.
Jiang Chengyu held Mu Xiaoji's hands tightly, and those hands conveyed warmth and strength.
They walked towards the black Range Rover, got in, started the car, and followed the hearse closely towards the crematorium.
Along the way, the car was silent except for the low roar of the engine, as if playing the final farewell song for Teacher Gu.
At the same time, the colorful wreaths, carefully folded paper sedan chairs, lifelike horses, exquisite houses and money trees that symbolize wealth were all carefully loaded into the truck one by one.
These items carry people's good wishes for Teacher Gu, hoping that he will be prosperous and healthy in the other world. After loading, the truck started slowly and drove towards the crematorium.
Soon, the motorcade arrived at the crematorium. It was quiet here, with only the crematorium staff busy in an orderly manner. They handled various matters skillfully, and every link was rigorous and solemn.
Several hours passed in the long wait, and every minute was like a blunt knife, slowly cutting through people's hearts, leaving deep sorrow.
Finally, an old master with a kind face and a vicissitudes of life in his eyes slowly walked out with an exquisite box in his hands.
The box exuded a mysterious and solemn atmosphere, as if it contained not only ashes, but also Teacher Gu's soul.
Mu Ji's eyes were flushed. He held back his tears and walked towards the master step by step, as if he had used up all his strength.
He stretched out his trembling hands and took the box, his movements as gentle as if he were taking the most fragile treasure in the world. He lowered his head and whispered softly:
"Teacher Gu, I will take you home, back to your wife and sisters, and your family can finally be reunited."
His voice was soft and gentle, but it was clearly audible in this quiet space, and every word was full of affection.
After saying that, Jiang Chengyu walked over silently, gently put his arm around Mu Xiaoji's shoulders, and gave him silent comfort.
He took Mu Xiaoji to the Land Rover Range Rover, carefully helped him into the car and fastened his seat belt, just like caring for an injured child.
Afterwards, Jiang Chengyu turned around and quickly ran to the driver's seat. After getting in the car, he started the car and slowly drove towards the Huiying Book City dormitory.
Along the way, the sunlight shone on them through the car windows, but it could not dispel the deep sadness in the car.