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I will offer a song that you wish for.

You have traveled through endless ages and seas,

It is my greatest honor to stop by you.

Dear Capaccili, stop being angry and crying over parting,

Although it is worth aftertaste, the next song has already sounded.

Hear my song, perch beside me;

We will meet at last and fly high with you.

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Accompanied by the singing, the five feathers of the Thunderbird flew up slowly, and flew into the huge perch where the Thunderbird lived on Mt. Kana.

Afterwards, the red thunderclouds that enveloped the Crane Temple, as if being summoned, gathered on Mount Kana, and poured down into the perch like a funnel.

The perch that has absorbed the feathers and lightning seems to have suddenly gained life, branching, sprouting, flourishing, and blooming countless white light spots, scattered all over the crane.

This perch carries Thunderbird's memory, emotion and strength. After hundreds or thousands of years, Thunderbird will be born again, flying freely between the sky and the earth.

"Kappaqili said, it forgives everyone." With a smile, Ah Ru turned around and said to everyone.

I can finally live with my friend forever, how can I make him unhappy?

"Then Aru, what are your plans?" Hu Tao asked:

"I want to stay with Kapaqili until it can spread its wings again." Ah Ru said very firmly.

"So, please take this feather that houses a part of "me" and go on a long journey together to see this beautiful world for me."

Under the protection of Thunderbird's thousand-year power, Ah Ru's soul has long been inseparable from Thunderbird's power, even if he wanted to separate his soul, it would be impossible.

Ru, whose soul has been completely changed inside, should also become a Thunderbird after thousands of years, flying freely in the sky and singing with Kapaqili.

Maybe, not bad?At least Aru is satisfied with this.

"Okay." Jiang Yan accepted this feather. Maybe the journey is not as long as Ying, but I believe that my story will be very, very long.

In this way, Ah Ru waved goodbye to everyone and blended into the perch, making the perch a little more melody.

Although there is a little sadness, it is already the best ending.

Thousands of years, for the Thunderbird, which is longer than human history, is just a long rest.

It may be a small price to pay for being able to fly with a singing villain.

After everyone adjusted their emotions, they walked out of Mt. Kan with their blessings to Aru, but saw an astonishing sight:

The ground is full of white souls waiting for salvation, wandering in various places in Heguan.

"This is the golden house of the Hall of Rebirth!" ——Walnut who has fallen into a state of frenzy.

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Walnut grows so big, even at the boundary between life and death, I have never seen so many dead souls.

Grabbing a white dead soul, "Uncle, are you going to die? The Hall of Rebirth can give you a ride!"

"Death? I don't understand. We, the descendants of the sun and the mountain, will go to the moon by boat after death." The dead soul didn't appreciate it.

"Where did you find out that he is an uncle, Hu Tao?"

Xiangling couldn't help complaining, from her eyes, she only saw a transparent figure.

"As the hall master of the Hall of Rebirth, I naturally have some professional skills."

"This time the situation is special. Since it has been involved, I will make an exception and let you take a look."

Hu Tao made a few marks with her hands, then took out a bottle of potion and applied it to Jiang Yan's eyelids.

It's amazing, before I could only see a translucent phantom, but now I can vaguely see a human figure.

After doing all this, Hu Tao saw that the uncle was not moved at all, so he quickly took his hand.

"Uncle, believe me, there is no bliss after death, you should pass away as soon as possible."

Sending away countless dead walnuts, I naturally don't believe that there is any big golden house.

Loyal ministers and filial sons, villains and villains; ordinary people, and strong ones; the walnuts are all sent away.

There is no difference, death is death, no matter how much you linger, in the end there is only one way to rebirth, and there is nothing else.

If there is any paradise or hell, how could she not see it?

"Outsiders, let him go, the souls of the descendants of the sun and the mountain do not belong to you."

The four turned their heads and saw a dead soul dressed as a boatman, wearing a gold fur coat, long gold trousers, and a gold crown.

Although she was dressed in gold, unexpectedly, she didn't have the temperament of a rich man, or the temperament of elegance and luxury.

Gold is like ordinary cloth, perfectly integrated into his temperament, he is just a boatman leading to the golden country.

"It's impossible!" Hu Tao was in a bad mood.

Unlike others, she felt a very strong breath of life and death from this boatman.

He is like the boundary between life and death in the form of a human being. He can lead the souls of the dead to the kingdom of the dead with a lift of his hands.

"Are you a senior from the world of rebirth? May I ask if you have any way to prove that you are sending these dead souls to rebirth?"

Out of professional ethics, Walnut still confirmed it.

The boatman was at a loss. What the hell kind of problem is this? He has been sailing for thousands of years, and no one has ever confirmed his identity.

He is not a very eloquent person, so he can only point to the sky:

"I don't understand what proof is, but there should be only one silver boat in the world."

The four of them looked up and saw a huge sailboat made of silver, with sails made of silver, hull made of silver, and oars made of silver, floating faintly in the sky.

There are already some dead souls sitting on the boat, waiting for the real departure.

Seeing such a big scene, even the well-informed Jiang Yan and Gan Yu were stunned. This kind of handwriting, the emperor can't do it.

It was Hu Tao who broke the silence, "Master, please accept my apprentice's bow!"

"What?"

"what?"

"What did you say?"

"what?"

Even the boatman with Gan Yuxiang Ling Jiangyan was dumbfounded.

What's the matter with this girl?Brain fog?

Gan Yu quickly grabbed Hu Tao's hand, this kind of power that can bring the soul of the dead to the moon, if offended so much, wouldn't it be afraid to take you to the moon too?

But Walnut has made up her mind, and no one can stop her.

There are now 77 generations of Xiangshengtang, and the trajectory of her life can be imagined when she closes her eyes, which is no different from the previous 76.

Send a group of people to die, pass it on to eight generations of No.70, and die by myself without any regrets.

As long as I don't catch up with the impossible event of sending the emperor away, my whole life is just this sentence, which is meaningless.

She will never abandon her due responsibilities, but she also does not want this kind of life that can be summed up in one sentence.

Soliciting business and finding big clients, she herself knew it was nonsense, but so what?

She couldn't imagine a different self.Birth, old age, sickness and death, and the order of yin and yang cannot be changed by oneself.

What can I change?I can't do anything, so I have to be weird.

But today, she saw the silver sailboat sailing to the moon, and the golden boatmen sent the souls of the dead to live safely with their hands and feet raised.

This is the self she couldn't imagine in countless dreams, a dreamlike self.

If you don't ask for a teacher at this time, when will you wait?

The boatman has worked for countless years, and the silver boat has sent countless souls, but he has never met a walnut.

After sorting out the messed up thoughts, he shook his head and refused:

"This ship is not for outsiders, don't step on my ship, don't dirty my sails."

Walnut has a way of stalking people, and he didn't feel frustrated at all, but continued to cling to people without fear:

"Master, why don't we save all these lost souls, and we have credit for them, so I'll follow you and watch them, can't we just watch them?"

While speaking, he grabbed the boatman's sleeve with both hands and did not let go.

In fact, the boatman wants to thank this group of outsiders. The lost souls have not returned for a long time. Once the hostess of the golden house gets angry, it will be terrible.

But this little girl from outsider, what she said, he didn't understand at all; her behavior, he also didn't understand at all.

To him, this little girl was like an incomprehensible text.

After much deliberation, forget it, let her go, she won't be let on board anyway.

So with a slight shake, the boatman shook off Hu Tao's hands, and continued the journey of sending the dead soul away.

Spells, rituals, props, nothing.

He just walked forward step by step, singing the old boat song:

"This side of the river... the silver cypress... the silver wormwood field... the silver stone;"

"Silver ship, the ship of the children of the sun and the mountain, everyone is going home, the big golden house on the moon"

"Come on board, come on board... don't get lost anymore, don't miss it anymore;"

"Other side of the river...golden oaks...golden wormwood fields...golden stones;"

"Beautiful scenery...you can't see the end."

Whenever the singing sounded, the surrounding dead souls rose slowly and flew towards the silver sailboat in the sky.

The boatman floated on the ground, seemingly very slowly, but Hu Tao and Jiang Yan hurried to catch up.

It was already night, and countless white rays of light flew into the sky wave after wave, like meteors flying backwards.

After a while, almost all the dead souls on the island flew to the silver sailboat, leaving only a few souls with strong obsessions.

The boatman did not insist, but returned to the altar at the foot of Zhibi Mountain, waiting patiently for their relief.

At this time, Hu Tao felt that when he performed:

"Master, master, let the disciples help you fulfill their obsessions, and send them here."

The boatman glanced at her, didn't say a word, just sang the ancient boat song over and over again.

For the journey of life, morning and evening are meaningless, and the mistress of the golden house has not allowed him to interfere with this process, be it good or bad.

However, if the outsider insists on being nosy, he will not interfere with the Children of the Sun and the Mountain to find their cradle quickly.

Hu Tao stared at the boatman with her big eyes with plum-blossom pupils, until she stared at the boatman for a minute, and then until her eyes were sore;

Suddenly, as if she had obtained some kind of acquiescence, she began to happily pull Jiang Yan and others to fulfill the last wishes of the deeply obsessed souls.

No matter how strong the obsession is, there will always be relief one day;

Just a little help can greatly speed up the process.

Hu Tao has experienced this kind of help countless times.

Seemingly eccentric, she plays in the world, but she can always quickly capture the softest part of people's hearts.

A few words touched the obsession of the dead souls, and resolved the matter in the most acceptable way.

Hu Tao is a kind and gentle boy, Jiang Yan confirmed this again.

With Hu Tao, the master of caring for the dead, and Jiang Yan, who is very fast on his feet, the speed of the solution is even more powerful.

Soon, after helping the grandmother finish caring for her granddaughter, the obsessed souls gathered around the boatman.

"Master, I brought them all, hey, how am I doing?"

Hu Tao bounced to the boatman to show his merits, ignoring that most of the errands were done by Jiang Yan.

The boatman's unchanging expression finally showed a rare smile.