embarrassment for man and wife

In the coffin, Zhuohua was lying inside, with his eyes closed, his expression was very peaceful.

Xie Junnan was beside the coffin, he stared at Zhuohua for a while, then pinched open Zhuohua's mouth, and put the bodhi wood he got from Xiangguo Temple into Zhuohua's mouth, what is the function of bodhi wood? I don't know, but he believes that bodhi wood has a spirit, and he doesn't extravagantly hope that bodhi wood can keep the burning corpse from rotting. He just hopes that this bodhi wood can bless their father and son, and they can walk comfortably on the road to the underworld.

A piece of bodhi wood seals two souls, no one knows whether it was an accident or God's will.

At the entrance of Bodhi Wood, the heavy rain that had been falling outside the house also stopped.

Xie Junnan took a deep breath, turned his head and glanced at the sky outside the house, and then let go: "Seal the coffin!".

Seal the coffin and bury it to comfort the spirit of the dead.

Zhuohua went to the funeral, and all the people from the General's Mansion came to see him off.

The long street, the long string of white, like a huge white dragon, sprinkled money all over the sky, walking in front, the voices of Mrs. Chen and her three sons and daughters were crying hoarsely.

It is the most sad thing since ancient times for a white-haired person to give away black hair, not to mention that they gave away not only Zhuohua this time, but also the blessed child in Zhuohua's womb.

Although the sky was gloomy, it was not windy.The funeral procession went all the way, heading straight for the outside of the city.

It was a treasure land of geomantic omen, and it was also the place that the emperor rewarded Wan Qixiu.

The cemetery is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, which is very good.

When the coffin was buried, Chen Shi, Hong'er, Xiaoyue and the others were already crying uncontrollably. Everyone wished that the person in the coffin would come back to life the next moment, wished that he would suddenly wake up and say he wanted to come out, but this...

Just delusional.

The coffin was buried, the tombstone was erected, and everything had been completed. Only Mr. Taoist was doing the final work in front of the tombstone, sending Zhuohua to Huangquan Road.

Beside the tombstone, Xie Junnan was dressed in white. He stood there, quietly staring at the words on the tombstone, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

The curtain of Li's scorching glory.

These few words were written by him at the beginning, and every time he writes, Xie Junnan can't help but think of those things when he and Zhuohua were in the village back then.

Such a lively person turned around and became someone else's husband and wife, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a cup of loess left.

Even if it wasn't for the emotion in his heart towards Zhuohua that he didn't have time to express, he must avenge this hatred, and Wu Linqing must get rid of him.

The end of a funeral is the beginning of a storm.

Xie Junnan is no longer hiding. He entered the court with Wan Qixiu and took real power. He took the Wu family and the Yan family into a place of no return step by step. They are all cleared one by one.

It didn't take long for Xie Junnan and Wan Qixiu to take down Wu Linqing and urge him to return to the Wu family. If they hadn't teased Wu Linqing intentionally, it would have been impossible for Wu Linqing to survive for three years.

Two years...

In the past two years, the whole family ransacked Yan's family. Except for Yan Zixu's biological father who was sentenced to be beheaded, everyone else was exiled.Because of this, Yan Zixu became depressed and fell ill in bed.

But for more than a month, now it's the Wu family's turn.

When the Wu family was searched, it was Xie Junnan who personally brought people here.

In the garden, Wu Linqing was wearing a brocade robe and a feather crown. He was sitting there pouring wine with an elegant posture, just like an elegant nobleman.

When Xie Junnan came in, he raised his wine glass and handed it to Xie Junnan: "I didn't expect that you will see me off on this last journey."

Seeing him like this, Xie Junnan didn't say much. He just picked up the wine glass, and when it was full, he turned to the southwest, bent slightly, and spilled the wine on the ground...

Wu Linqing's complexion was visibly stiff.

He knew that Xie Junnan was paying homage to Zhuohua, no, perhaps it should be said that Xie Junnan was telling Zhuohua, comforting Zhuohua's spirit in heaven.

Putting down the cup, Wu Linqing sighed softly: "Zhuohua has been gone for so long, haven't you lost the slightest bit of affection for him? Even when you came to pick me up, you never forgot to tell him, but he... Will you really know?"

Xie Junnan looked cold, as if neither sad nor happy.

Wu Linqing raised his eyes and looked at him: "I heard it earlier that Mrs. Xie was an infatuated person back then. I don't know how many people are envious of him and the old lady. Although everyone said that you are very similar to Mrs. Old man, but... you are not as lucky as him, the old man can guard the old man for the rest of his life, but you... ".

There is no chance, unless Xie Junnan empathizes with others.

But for some reason, Wu Linqing felt that this situation was unlikely.

The truth is.

If Xie Junnan is such a person who is easy to empathize, he would not have turned around and left easily when Wu Linqing deliberately took Zhuohua to stimulate him, and he would not have gone to Xiangguo Temple for Zhuohua after Zhuohua died. I beg the Bodhisattva, if those are gone, naturally there will be no such thing as today.

"I know how to live my life, but your life is destined to be dark."

Wu Linqing was obviously stunned.He looked at Xie Junnan in surprise: "You...won't you kill me?".

It was Xie Junnan who answered him with a disdainful chuckle.

Xie Junnan really didn't want to kill him, and Wan Qixiu didn't want to kill him either. They just locked Wu Linqing in the dark room, and they had two meals a day. Outside of the skylight, there is no gap for him to get in touch with the outside world.

He was imprisoned.

With this imprisonment, he will never have a day to go out.

The days when there is only one person is as terrifying as the silence. In the long silence, people's nerves are the most fragile, and it is also the easiest to think wildly.

He always thinks of the days when he and Xie Junnan became friends, and the days when he met Zhuohua in Huaxi Village, and also always thinks of the way Zhuohua looked at him, from the brilliance at the beginning, to gradually changing. get dark...

Do you regret it?

Do you hate it?

But what good is that?

A person cannot be resurrected after death, and what is lost cannot be returned.

In such a place, Wu Linqing was imprisoned for a lifetime.

This life is so long that Wu Linqing has become paralyzed. He no longer has the staunchness he had before, and he has no courage to even seek death. He just keeps watching the birds fly by outside the skylight day after day...

And Xie Junnan...

He also lived day after day.

But it was not in the court hall, but in the forest, in the forest in the northwest of the city, and built a thatched hut. In his free time, he would paint in the hut, or rest under the trees in the yard. , He would always take the basket and go to the bank of the stream in the forest, where the tomb of Zhuohua stood, and he would come here every day, either to clean it, or to sit here, day after day, peaceful and distant.

The people in the tombstone may have gone to reincarnate long ago, or they may be waiting to be arranged by the ghost officer somewhere, Xie Junnan doesn't know, but he came here today, only sat here for a while, and found the tombstone, Unexpectedly, a little flower snake came out, raised its head, and just stared at Xie Junnan.

Xie Junnan couldn't help being surprised, he didn't move around, and he didn't know whether he was afraid that he would surprise the little flower snake and be bitten by it, or scare the little flower snake away.

After pondering for a long time, Xie Junnan took out the fruit he sacrificed to Zhuohua, crushed a few petals, and put it on the ground.

The little flower snake seemed to tilt its head, and it took a while before it slowly moved forward, with its head lowered, sniffing those things.

This scene made Xie Junnan laugh.

It's spiritual.

Behind the "Siro" forest, someone's voice came.

Before Xie Junnan raised his head, he saw that the little flower snake seemed to be frightened, swished, and slid towards the back of the tomb again.

Wan Tuxiu came striding forward, seeing his dazed look, he couldn't help frowning: "I didn't expect you to be here today."

Xie Jun smiled lightly, and his voice was as gentle as the wind: "I had nothing to do, so I walked around, and remembered that today is his memorial day, so I came to have a look."

Wan Tuxiu didn't believe this and couldn't help but frowned: "Zhaohua has been gone for almost 19 years, and you come here every year to pay homage, and you pay more attention than me, who is a little uncle."

Wan Chengxiu walked a few steps in front of the tombstone. He squatted down, stared at the words on the tombstone for a long time, and then sighed: "If I could have returned to Beijing earlier, I would have been able to marry you and Zhuohua. The marriage is done, instead of letting him be deceived... In that case, Zhuohua will not die, and neither will you... ".

Xie Junnan's eyes flickered slightly, and the regret in his eyes did not flash by, but Wan Tuxiu turned his back to him and couldn't see him, so he could only hear him say: "The engagement that day was just a temporary joke of yours. , I didn’t take it to heart, I came here to pay homage to him, and I just stopped by to have a look.”

"Let's take a look along the way?" Wan Chengxiu got up and turned to look at him: "Even though your marriage with Zhuo Hua was just a joke on my part, didn't you really take it to heart? If you didn't take it to heart, why did you move?" Going to live in seclusion nearby? If you never cared about it, why are you still alone for 19 years? If you never cared about it, why did you come here to pay homage every year? Shiro... Zhuohua has been gone for 19 years, and you also..." .

"You think too much. I live in seclusion here, but I am tired of the intrigues of the officialdom. I am alone, but I have never met anyone who can make my heart beat. As for coming here to worship... But it is only because I met him once, That's all."

Xie Junnan's voice is faint, but only he knows the sourness in his heart. He is really similar to his great-grandfather. He is the kind of person who would rather be short than excessive. It's just his luck, which is far less good than his great-grandfather...

Taking a deep breath, Xie Junnan didn't want to stay any longer: "I still have something to do in the reed, so I'll take my leave first."

Xie Junnan left, even if Wan Chengxiu had something to say, he couldn't say it, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly, then turned and left.

The place that was quite lively just now became silent again in an instant, only a little flower snake came out timidly from the back of the tomb, looking at the direction Xie Junnan left.