Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 67

A few days later, Su Wangkun led the people in Su's mansion, dressed in mourning clothes, and lifted up the nanmu coffin containing only a broken stringed qin. Kneeling in front of the ever-burning lamp, begging Su Chang to stay long enough to see the way home.

Pray for his peace in the afterlife.

"The time has come! Lift the coffin!"

Liu Jun stood at the front quietly holding a lantern, listening to their movements, then turned to the gate silently, walked out step by step, muttering something slowly.

It's not a spell, but some simple words, all the people of Sujiazhuang, please tell him to the person who can't come back——

Young Master Su, you have been in poor health since you were a child, and you haven't been out much, so don't get lost when you come back, remember to see clearly the lamp we lighted for you.

Young Master Su, I hope you will be safe and sound in the next life, free from illness...and don't encounter such a thing again...

……

Tang Su also changed into mourning clothes, and walked behind, hugging Su Yiyi who was sobbing and weeping, Su Linmo and Su Wangkun followed behind Liu Junze.

Su Wangkun said that he would walk all the way to the place where Su Changliu jumped off the cliff, and lead the way for his son who had never traveled far.

Liu Jun didn't say anything, maybe Su Wangkun was really worried that Su Changliu couldn't find his way, even though Su Yiyi cried a few days ago and said that he saw Su Changliu came back, Su Wangkun still wanted to do it. something.

Probably the feeling of being a parent.

Ren Yun walked beside Tang Su, looking at the nanmu coffin not far away, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and for a while, he only felt that things were right and people were wrong.

But more than a year.

From the upheaval in the martial arts alliance, to Tang Su's birthday, and then the head of the Tang Sect was inexplicably offered a reward of [-] taels of gold, and he and Tang Su went back to Sujiazhuang and saw Su Changliu and Cui Zhu's honorable marriage...

Ren Yun was quite surprised that Su Changliu dared to tell Su Wangkun directly. After all, the Central Plains seems to be quite taboo about the conflict of yin and yang, not like him...

So for this matter, Ren Yun admired Su Changliu quite a lot in his heart, and he was a little surprised when he found out that Su Wangkun agreed later, although Su Wangkun might have exposed himself as a broken sleeve by Tang Su first, It gave Su Wangkun a solid foundation, but it is also very rare to be able to accept his son's broken sleeves.

It can be seen that he really loves his children.

Even if their wedding ceremony was not a big deal, it was happy enough.

but……

Ren Yun watched Tang Su holding Su Yiyi and following behind the coffin step by step, and sighed.

I can't come back.

How happy and happy you were before, you will feel pain after you lose it.

Moreover, Ren Yun always had an inexplicable feeling about Su Changliu's death, and this feeling became stronger after hearing Liu Junze's words last time.

Su Changliu's death was due to one person.

Liu Junze's eyes were also taken away by heaven because he reminded that person of this incident and offended Tian Yan.

Who is that person in Liu Junze's mouth?

When Ren Yun was in the capital, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Fang Wenrui's behavior was somewhat unjustifiable.

Why did Fang Wenrui take so long to act?It seemed as if he was waiting for something, and even the last time he did it, it seemed that he hadn't waited for it yet.

... what is he waiting for?

Obviously, it was possible to do it a few days ago, and the chances of winning are even greater.

Why did Fang Wenrui, who has always been safe, make such a mistake?

perhaps……

Ren Yun had a dark guess in his heart, but this guess was too vague and cruel.

In order to know whether his guess was correct, Ren Yun sent Fang Wenrui a letter a few days ago.

Perhaps, this letter can help him get the answer.

Looking up at the sky, among the layers of blue clouds, there are hidden flocks of birds flying by.

Fang Wenrui dismissed all the guards and eunuchs, and stood alone in the huge bedroom, holding Ren Yun's letter, his eyes were loose.

Master is dead?

Why?Why?Why?

How could it be... how could the young master die...

Impossible... Impossible...

Fang Wenrui took a few steps back at a loss, looked around blankly, trying to catch someone screaming something desperately, and let that person tell him it was a fake, Su Changliu was still alive.

But Fang Wenrui knew very well that there was no need for Ren Yun to deceive him with this kind of thing, because it was meaningless to Ren Yun, let alone beneficial.

Impossible...how could this be...

Fang Wenrui went to the chair and sat down in a daze, his mind was in a mess, he propped his head on one hand and tried desperately to figure out what went wrong.

Ren Yunxin said that in order to help Tang Su divert the pursuers, Su Changliu took them to the edge of the cliff, killed the officers and soldiers, and then jumped off the cliff.

But why did the young master jump off the cliff?

Why is the young master still able to kill people with luck?

It's obvious that the young master drank the medicine for feigning death... within half an hour, he would fall into a state of feigning death.

how is this possible……

Fang Wenrui recalled in a trance that Ren Yunxin mentioned that Su Changliu seemed to have been poisoned before jumping off the cliff. Maybe he felt that he had no time to detoxify and would die, so he simply let himself fight to the death to create a chance for Tang Su to escape.

Afraid that the body would be taken away by officers and soldiers later, he jumped off the cliff.

Indeed, it seemed like what his young master would do. He looked weak, but he was actually more stubborn than anyone else.

...Why is it poisoned?

Fang Wenrui thought it couldn't be because of his medicine. The fake death medicine he prepared for Su Changliu was prepared by himself, and the toxicity was almost negligible.

……check.

Fang Wenrui let out a breath of foul air in his chest, and slowly closed his eyes as if trying to suppress some emotions.

We must find out who killed his young master.

Fang Wenrui opened his eyes again, his eyes were as cold as an abyss under the sea.

"Come on."

A eunuch entered in response.

But even if you find out, what's the use?

Those who have passed away cannot come back.

Not all mistakes have the opportunity to be made up for.

It's like the stupid kings in history made a big mistake, and then they woke up, and they couldn't get back the lives of those virtuous ministers who were punished by the king for admonishing with death.

irreparable.

The sun was setting, and the sky and the earth were dyed a layer of red.

Cui Zhu was sitting on the teahouse in the city near Sujiazhuang, quietly watching Liu Junze holding the lamp and leading them slowly through the city.

That is the young master's piano...

Cui Zhu slowly stretched out his hand to grab it, looking at those familiar faces in a daze.

Su Wangkun, Su Linmo, Su Yiyi, Liu Junze, Mo Chisheng, Tang Su, Ren Yun...

The greedy nurse who always liked to beg for snacks from him with a hippie smile; the hearty attendant who would bring him wine; the servant who wailed and knelt down when he saw Su Changliu wearing less clothes and wandering outside, crying and begging Su Chang to stay back in his room...

Now they are all wearing mourning clothes, surrounded by a nanmu coffin with a broken stringed harp, walking forward step by step in a state of desperation.

"..." Cui Zhu lowered his head, carefully pressed the white jade flute closer to his bosom, and murmured softly, "Young master... Aliu, everyone is seeing you off... It seems that father-in-law and brother-in-law are all Can hold it..."

"Hmm... It seems that I'm a little worried..." Cui Zhu murmured, "By the way, I remember you want to go to the frontier the most? You also want to see the grasslands and mountains, right? Let me show you, okay? It’s just that I don’t have much money on me, so I can only ride slowly, Aliu, don’t dislike me…”

I don't know how much Su Sui Nian thought, Cui Zhu watched the funeral procession go away, and then realized that his lips were a little chapped, and he seemed to have not drank much water, and he babbled to himself from time to time Soliloquy...

Cui Zhu took a sip of the cold tea on the table, and looked outside, the funeral procession could no longer be seen.

It's really the last time.

Cui Zhu's eyes were sore all of a sudden, warm tears rolled down, his heart throbbed with pain, he lowered his head and hugged Bai Yuxiao tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aliu, I miss you so much..."

Missing becomes sick, the disease is dying, there is no cure for medicine and stone, heartache is unbearable, and lingering.

I miss you so much, I'm going crazy thinking about it.

Even at that time, I wanted to cowardly jump down to accompany you.

...but no.

I tried my best to calm myself down, and held on to Tang Su who was also about to go crazy, otherwise Tang Su would definitely...lose his mind again...

It is also very possible to cause another tragedy...

and also……

To avenge the young master...

Then... I will take you all over the mountains and rivers.

He tried his best to find a reason for himself not to seek death.

"Aliu..." Cui Zhu slowly closed his eyes and murmured softly, "Let's go, I will take you to see the wind and sand in the frontier fortress first, and then go to see the grassland..."

"...After taking you through these, I will go to find you. Aliu has to walk slowly, don't let me lose you... Then I'm afraid I won't find you."

"... Then I would really go crazy."

Please, young master, on Huangquan Road, don't go too fast, let me catch up with you.

The people walked for a long time, until it entered late autumn, and then entered the cold winter, from falling leaves to heavy snow.

After all, the speed of travel is very slow.

In the end, I reached the unremarkable mountain.

To that cliff.

The tomb has already been dug, and Su Wangkun contacted the craftsmen in advance to build an empty tomb.

There is no inscription on the tombstone.

The tomb door was wide open.

Then, the coffin falls, incense is burnt to sacrifice, and the gods of heaven and earth are worshipped...they are buried.

Su Wangkun carved Su Changliu's name on the tombstone with his own hands.

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The new semester is super busy...the choice of major is good every year is like the college entrance examination...QAQ I will try my best to update