Get on the wrong sedan chair and marry the right wolf

Chapter 183 Two Worships to the High Hall

He Youtian stood awkwardly at the side, and the soldiers with the same expression behind were like poles. "Oh, you, as long as you come back alive, as long as you are fine."

Ling Qiufan realized that he lost his composure in front of the crowd just now and nodded apologetically at them. Wei Yueyan looked at such a lady and wanted to laugh. Because of Ling Qiufan's face, he could only touch his nose. It looked like she just lifted the mask slightly.

"Cough, You Tian." Wei Yueyan broke the dullness and waved to He Youtian, "Give me two of your torches, this lantern won't light up."

He Youtian took the lantern that Ling Qiufan handed back in doubt, and replaced it with two freshly lit torches, "What do you want to light up for? Let's go back now."

"You go back first." Wei Yueyan took the torch from Ling Qiufan and inspected it, then turned to He Youtian and said, "I'll take Qiu'er to a place."

"Ayan, please be sober!" He Youtian's eyes widened, "It's been a few days, where are you going to take Sister Ling? Is there any place you have to go now?"

In the end, Ling Qiufan persuaded He Youtian with a few words and agreed to let the two injured and tired ones enter the forest, but he didn't want to take people back first, and he had to wait here until Wei Yueyan and Ling Qiufan were safe and sound. Just come out.Knowing that he had good intentions, Wei Yueyan told him not to send anyone in, and Lin Lin was not allowed to come alone in the future.

Ling Qiufan didn't understand the meaning of Wei Yueyan's action at first, but when several small mounds of earthen graves appeared in front of her eyes, she couldn't ask a word.

Wei Yueyan told her that this forest was the miasma forest that killed her father and brother back then, so these mounds of earth were naturally the places where her father and brother were buried.

Among the rocks and strange trees, such a flat and barren land looks more and more desolate. Several earthen graves are close to each other, although there are distances, they are not alienated, and they guard each other as they did in life.The miasma forest is full of poisonous insects and weeds, coupled with frequent wars, few people have the opportunity to come to condolences, let alone paper money sacrifices and the like.Today is really different.

Ling Qiufan was a little sad, but more of it was awe of such heroes who protect the country. She let go of Wei Yueyan's hand and walked to the mounds of earthen mounds to pay homage, but stood still. After he settled down, he kicked something soft, like the cloth bag wrapped around Wei Yueyan's waist——

"Ahhhh!!!"

"What's wrong with Qiu'er!"

Wei Yueyan was in a daze when he saw his father and brother's tombs, and had Ling Qiufan by his side, even more so with mixed feelings, he didn't pay attention to Ling Qiufan's movement for a while, and he was still full of guilt when he hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance, it's mine, isn't it..."

Ling Qiu Fanyi was still in shock in Wei Yueyan's arms, and the end of his speech was still trembling like strings on a piano, "Ayan...what is that...??"

"Don't be afraid," Wei Yueyan didn't even need to look at what it was that scared his daughter-in-law out of her senses. While patting Ling Qiufan's back, he used his calm voice to describe the creepy characters.

"It was a human head."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the person in his arms trembled even more violently.

"Fan Qiuyuan's head."

The shaking in his arms stopped, a head with slightly disheveled hair popped out of his arms, his eyes faded from fear, leaving a joy that even Wei Yueyan had never seen before, "You, revenge?"

Wei Yueyan didn't answer her question immediately, but asked cautiously in a probing tone, "Aren't you afraid?"

The other party gently struggled out of her arms, then raised the torch and carefully turned it around Fan Qiuyuan's blood-stained head, and finally stood in front of the dead body, full of inconceivable, tearing eyes He stopped, squatted down, and spoke in a harsh tone.

"This is the villain who slaughtered my mother-in-law's family. He is the murderer who almost killed my wife. How can I be afraid of his head?"

Wei Yueyan looked at Ling Qiufan fixedly, as if meeting Ling Qiufan for the first time, but at the end she smiled to herself, her wife never disappoints her, every reunion brings surprises.

"He was too arrogant. When he saw that I was seriously wounded and my spear/sword was shattered, he didn't ask his soldiers to come forward and wanted to fight me alone. Although I was lost at that time, it was—" Wei Yueyan She hurriedly closed her mouth, she was seriously injured and dying at that time, the miasma poison exploded wildly, she never thought that she would be lucky enough to go back alive.Seeing Fan Qiuyuan bring up this kind of duel, he naturally went with the intention of dying together, but these words naturally cannot be appealed to Ling Qiu.

She carefully considered the words to tell Ling Qiufan about that thrilling lore at that time. She has fought for several years and experienced countless battles, and she has never been so embarrassed.On the cliff, blood spots splashed from the rolled flesh like rain and snow, and the setting sun on the other side of the cliff was vast and bloody.There was a sudden coolness in her lower back before she could feel the pain, and the mask on her chest made a clanging sound, like a beating of an evening drum, waking up a dreamer who was sinking in the imminent realm of life and death.

The long knife lay between the two of them, but it couldn't stop Wei Yueyan's next move. She used all her strength to hug the enemy in front of her and leap forward!The gravity that affects the heart tears her soul from all directions. The mountains and valleys are burnt red by the setting sun. The fire from hell surrounds them layer by layer. The red lotus that symbolizes death blooms one after another with their rolling and falling figures. Crying and roaring turned into the sound of wind lingering in my ears...

Perhaps it is only at the end of life that one realizes that no amount of manpower can match the destiny, and the power to control life and death is handed out from one's hand, waiting palely and weakly for the verdict of fate.

"In the end I had no strength, and he tried to break free from me but couldn't. We fell to the bottom of the valley, and he was under me, smashed to pieces."

This time, fate chose her.

All the bones on Fan Qiuyuan's body were broken, her viscera were shattered, and the red and white slurry flowed all over the floor. She chopped off his head with the long knife tightly held in his hand, and she stood in a daze under the setting sun, There was darkness before him and he fell down.

After Wei Yueyan finished speaking the last word, Ling Qiufan was still immersed in her narration, there was no emotion on her face, whether it was sadness or joy.

"Qiu'er? Qiu'er?" Wei Yueyan tried to switch her twice, but there was still no response, so she had no choice but to walk up to Ling Qiufan with a torch, only to see the beautiful woman's face was wet with tears.

"I'm back in good condition, don't cry." She hugged her wife into her arms again, and smoothed her soft long hair, her voice was as gentle as a newborn baby waking up from a nightmare, "Don't cry. "

"Come on, Qiu'er."

Ling Qiufan followed her movements and took two steps forward to stand side by side with her in front of the earthen mound. Fan Qiuyuan's head was enshrined in front of the mound. Wei Yueyan took off the mask and adjusted her appearance. He knelt down straight.

"Father, brother. Yan'er is not filial, Yan'er has come to see you."

"The head of General Fan Qiuyuan is here, and Yan'er has avenged you. You can rest in peace."

When Wei Yueyan said this, he raised his arm and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiling all over his cheeks, "You don't have to worry, Yan'er has been doing well these years, and so is Second Uncle."

"Yan'er is married, you see, this is my wife."

"She's the best person in the world."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Yueyan turned her head and saw that Ling Qiufan was kneeling beside her at some point, still leaning shoulder to shoulder, even if the road ahead was full of wind and rain, she was willing to share the ups and downs with her .

"Ayan, let's make up the etiquette."

Wei Yueyan was a little puzzled, "Fill what?"

Ling Qiu smiled broadly, Fu Rong was drunk and Shao Yao put on makeup.

"We have worshiped the heaven and the earth, but we have not worshiped the high hall."

Just as the end of his nose was sore, tears were already streaming down his cheeks, Wei Yueyan's voice was full of trembling, "Okay."

Let's come to the high hall.

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