Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 128

The villagers were also baffled when they heard a group of reporters arriving suddenly.

"We don't know where the singing comes from!"

"It seems to have come from the sky?"

"Which TV station are you from?"

Facing the reporters' inquiries, the villagers just kept perfunctory answers.

While the reporters were filming the heavy snow and looking for the source of the singing, the feather-like snow suddenly stopped, and the snow that had already fallen to the ground gradually dissipated.

The singing also stopped abruptly long ago.

"What's going on? Today! Why do I feel like this heavy snowfall is someone's prank?"

"Yeah! I think so too."

The two reporters were a little speechless. They were just about to take pictures when the heavy snow stopped.

Fortunately, when I came here just now, I had already shot a video of heavy snow falling in the field on the road.

Seeing that the heavy snow had stopped, Lin Lan knew that the main event was about to start, so the reporter came at this time.

If the mysterious funeral was exposed by TV reporters, the sensation and impact it would cause would be beyond Lin Lan's prediction and control.

"Lanzhou Ramen, Lanzhou Ramen!"

The expected sensational scene did not come out, but out of nowhere, a vendor pushing a small cart came over.

Lin Lan knew that the old man selling ramen was just a small request from Xu Mo, because his mother liked Lanzhou ramen the most.

"Haha, sir, it's snowing just now, it's so cold, and the outside temperature is several degrees below zero, can your ramen be cooked?" A reporter suddenly felt baffled when he saw an old noodle seller pushing a cart, so Step forward.

"My noodles are not ordinary noodles. They are cooked in a three-flavor real fire pot. Of course, I am not afraid that they will not be cooked properly." The old man looked at the reporter casually and said casually.

A villager heard the old man's nonsense and subconsciously thought that the old man was crazy. "What? What kind of noodles? Isn't it all burning gas now? Is this old man crazy?"

"Yes, maybe he escaped from some mental hospital?" Another aunt echoed.

After finishing speaking, he went to his vegetable field to see if the vegetables were damaged by the heavy snow.

At this moment, the old man selling noodles walked towards Xu Mo who was kneeling in the cemetery.

Xu Mo looked up quickly, remembering the small request he had made with the last wish funeral company. The funeral company was really thoughtful and caring, but they didn't know if the noodles were real Lanzhou ramen.

"Give me a bowl! My mother loved ramen the most!" Xu Mo stood up and walked to the old man's cart.

The old man greeted happily: "Okay, I have already prepared your face."

Then, as soon as the old man finished speaking, he lifted the steaming pot, picked up a bowl of noodles with chopsticks, and handed it to Xu Mo himself.

Before Xu Mo took the bowl of noodles, he smelled a tangy aroma.

What ingredients are these noodle soups and noodles cooked with? This is too fragrant!

Xu Mo was speechless for a while, and swallowed, because he planned to use it to honor his mother, so he didn't plan to keep it for himself.

Xu Mo brought the steaming noodles to his mother's cemetery, kowtowed three times, and said, "Here, mother, this is your favorite Lanzhou ramen!"

For some reason, the villagers nearby smelled the aroma from the noodle pot and wanted to eat it too.

"Master, give me a bowl too!" Lin Lan couldn't help but went up to ask for a bowl.

I thought what if the noodles are different from the usual noodles?

Can you become a cultivator if you eat it?
Lin Lan said whimsically to himself, because he is very obsessed with becoming a cultivator, and becoming a cultivator will naturally not be plagued by diseases.

Naturally, Lin Lan wouldn't worry that the funeral procession would hurt him or look bad at him, and suddenly attack him at this time, because he had already tested it before.

Lin Lan took a large steaming bowl of noodles from the old man, walked back to the spot alone, squatted down, and began to eat.

I have to say that it is quite refreshing to eat a bowl of steaming ramen in this cold weather.

When other villagers were also attracted by the aroma that wafted around, a villager noticed that Lin Lan didn't give the old man money for eating ramen.

But why doesn't this old man want money?
The villager was puzzled, could it be that this old man has dementia, grandma, since these two people are so cheeky and don't give money for eating ramen, then I won't give either.

So, he and the villager walked to the cart with a smile and said to the old man: "Master, give me a bowl of ramen to warm me up too."

The old man shook his head and said, "No more!"

The villager, who also wanted to eat for free, was annoyed at once. He saw that there was still a lot of steam in the pot just now, even if there was no noodles, there was still noodle soup!

It is impossible to have no noodles at all.

Why is there nothing when I want to eat?

Is it possible to look down on yourself?
This villager used to be a character that others dared not provoke in the village. This time he was so angry that he planned to reason with the old man.

"No, even if you don't have noodles in this pot, there should be soup, right?" the villagers said resolutely.

The old man still shook his head, and said, "It's really gone!"

I saw Lao Tzu lifted the lid of the pot, and there was nothing in it, and all the villagers looked puzzled.

The two reporters who were filming the snow were also confused by this scene.

"Are you kidding me? Can I give you money? Hey... you old guy..." The villagers couldn't help trembling with anger at the scene in front of them.

Just when he was about to slap the old man who didn't know how to praise, the old man suddenly said: "Not only the noodles are gone, but the cart is also gone."

The villagers were taken aback for a moment, and then they realized that the old guy might really be out of his mind, so he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Just as the villagers hadn't understood what the old man said, they saw him wave his sleeves, and the cart actually disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone was shocked now!
Not only the villagers were shocked, but the hands of the two reporters holding the cameras began to tremble.

What's going on here?

Could it be that this guy is a juggler?
The two reporters pointed their cameras at the old man at the same time.

Only Xu Mo, who was still feeling sad about his mother's death, didn't notice anything unusual.

What does that old man want to do?
Everyone present watched the old man walk towards Xu Mo's mother's grave.

Before everyone had just recovered from the previous shock, they heard the old man shout: "Little Hades, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, this old man wants someone from you!"

When the old man finished shouting this sentence, he stepped on the ground fiercely!
In an instant, the ground began to shake, but not to the point where he could not stand still.

But even so, everyone present was frightened.

(End of this chapter)