Tiandao through the live room

It was Tang Qingfeng.

This time I realized that I had never looked at this young man carefully before, because I couldn’t see his face because I shared vision with him, and later because when I saw him, I would think of the period when I was almost imprisoned. So I don't want to watch it.

Now I realize that Tang Qingfeng's stature is already very tall. If I want to see his eyes, I need to look up at him slightly. His brows are sharp and starry, his eyes are like morning stars, there is some baby fat on his face, and his hair is still the same as before. Luo Zhu gave him the headdress made of Hetian jade and water essence. He no longer wore the purple clothes of the disciples of the Tang Sect, but blue clothes with dark bamboo patterns.

A handsome young man with a personable demeanor, but it's a pity that I'm destined not to have a good face in front of him.

"Leader Tang."

Yes, I forgot the previous 12 years of life and just regarded him as a leader in the arena. That's my attitude.

"When did you learn Feng Shui?"

"When I was building the Red Leaf House." Tang Qingfeng glanced at me: "I learned some superficial knowledge, but it's still good enough for this."

I was determined to save myself a little trouble.Nodded: "Then thank you."

Naturally, it is impossible to wait too long for the Chinese New Year. I originally wanted to stop the spirit for seven days, but because of the Chinese New Year, it is impossible to stop for too long. However, I also insisted on stopping for three days before the burial.

Qi Luozhu was puzzled: "Why do you have to stop for three days?"

I thought of the information I read before and told him: "According to the Buddhist saying, the soul will leave the body three days after death. Before that, if you move her, she will have feelings. Moreover, within three days , there is a possibility of resurrection."

Qi Luozhu looked surprised: "Is there a possibility of resurrection?" He stepped back a few steps, as if frightened.

"Yes." I didn't want to talk to Tang Qingfeng, so I just explained to Qi Luozhu.Ignoring him as much as I can is the only way I can keep myself from getting out of hand.

And the scientific data I saw later also confirmed this possibility. Brain cells will die after 72 hours of human death. Before that, people have feelings. I can’t do anything for Cuilan, at least I can Let her go comfortably.

After Cuilan was buried, I sat in front of her tombstone all day.

I don't know if there is a soul after death, and I don't know if she can hear me.

I invited a master from a nearby monastery to read the Ksitigarbha for her, and then I sat in front of her tombstone, not knowing what to say or whether to say it.

I just sat quietly until the willow tip on the moon.

The only sound at night was the chirping of insects. In the cold wind of the first month, even the chirping of insects was rare, but I vaguely heard the sound of the wind.

Looking back, I found that there was nothing.

I continued to sit with my knees hugged.

After a long time, I heard footsteps.

"Miss Chu."

"...!" I was so frightened that I saw Qi Luozhu holding a lantern in his hand.

"Miss Chu, it's getting late, go back and rest."

"I'm not leaving, I'm here with Cuilan."

"She's gone." Qi Luozhu was the only one who heard Cuilan's words besides me: "She hopes you will take good care of yourself, it's definitely not like this sitting in the field all night."

Under the light, Qi Luozhu had warm eyebrows, his facial features were handsome, but he was not very handsome, and they looked very reliable together.

"Master Qi Gu." For a person like him, it's really hard for me to have any negative emotions towards him.

Qi Luozhu also sat beside me, put down the lantern, and sat beside me: "It's still cold at night, go back. Everyone will worry about you."

I didn't know what to do until now, I shook slightly, and Qi Luozhu handed me a cloak on his hand.

The cloak fits me fairly well: "Thank you."

"This is from Luomei." Qi Luozhu didn't know what to think of, and got stuck.

I wrapped my cloak tightly and said, "Thank you." I didn't feel too cold before, but after I put on the cloak, I felt really warm.

"Go back to the house when it's cold. It doesn't snow here in the south of the Yangtze River. The cold is directly frozen to the bone. It's not good if people's hands and feet are cold."

I wrapped my cloak tightly to keep myself warm: "It's useless for me to go back, I just want to stay in peace."

"For the relatives who have passed away, what they want to see most is that we live well." Qi Luozhu comforted me and said: "That year, my father just passed away, and I was the first to be the owner of Zhushen Valley, and only Luomei was the only relative by my side. I was still young, and I was about to shoulder all the burdens, and I was very scared, and I thought about what to do, but I finally made it because I still have my sister, Luomei, by my side."

"Miss Cuilan wants you to live well, so you should live well and take good care of yourself. The great cause of the alliance in the Diwang State, your own private affairs, your own feelings, take care of yourself well, and she will be happy in the sky. "

That's right... I'm in a real world, it's no longer the close-to-real game-like feeling in Tang Qingfeng's body before, and it's no longer the blank screen before, where people cry and laugh, flesh and blood, life and death — including me...

It's a pity that I only know this now, I closed my eyes and said, "Master Qi, can I borrow your shoulder?"

Qi Luozhu was a little embarrassed: "Mmm... okay."

I leaned on Qi Luozhu's shoulder, and tears dripped from my eyes little by little, I buried my head on Qi Luozhu's shoulder, started sobbing softly, then let go of my voice, and wailed heartily.

I hugged him and cried, and I didn't know what I was crying for. In short, I knew that I needed to cry...

I've been holding back for too long...too long, too long...

There are many trees in the south of the Yangtze River, and Cuilan was buried in a forest.

The crying is very conspicuous at night, although there is no one in the wild, and the sound is not very loud, but if there are people, they will be heard very clearly.

Outside the woods, a figure in blue was quietly looking into the depths of the woods.

He didn't light a lamp, and he didn't wear a coat, but he could barely see that he was a man under the moonlight.

The man in blue wanted to go deep into the woods several times, but stopped.

When the crying gradually stopped, the man leaped onto a tree in an instant and hid himself in the night sky. After seeing the light slowly drifting back to the direction of Zhushengu, he left with ease.

He didn't pay much attention to some movements during the qinggong. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the amber pendant of the fan in his hand.

I followed Qi Luozhu and walked out of the forest step by step. It was very dark at night, and the lantern could only illuminate a small area under my feet.

"Master Qi Gu, why don't we go back with light work?"

Tang Qingfeng learned a style of lightness kung fu when he was in Yihua Palace. It is very effective in concealment at night, and it is very handsome when sneaking. I once called it: "Sneaking in with a hook", but in the end Tang Qingfeng disliked the name. "The art of turning snakes and raccoons".

Qi Luozhu coughed twice: "I'm sorry, Miss Chu, I still have internal injuries from the siege of Zhushengu on my lower body."

I held his hand: "Show me...it's okay, just massage a few acupoints and you'll be fine."

The butian finger that Tang Lin taught Tang Qingfeng back then was a set of martial arts for hitting acupuncture points, and the same is true for massage therapy. After I massaged Qi Luozhu's acupuncture points, he felt much more comfortable.

In line with the concept that the wounded number should not be allowed to hold the lantern, I took the lantern: "Let's go."

The author has something to say: The heroine is finally awake~ she is serious.

I picked up another one~