Behind the tombstone was the grave, and the finger bone was slender and white. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hand quickly grabbed the mouth of the jar of wine that had been opened, and shrank behind the tombstone.

However, the hand is fast, and Shangguan Qianyu's movements are not slow. With a slight stretch of his hand, he pressed the jar and pressed it to the ground.

That hand does not dare to snatch hard, if it is hard to snatch, the two forces fight, the first to be injured must be the wine jar, if the wine jar is injured, the wine will be spilled.

Shangguan Qianyu said: "You still haven't come out yet?"

Behind the tombstone sticks out a light and discernible head.

Then, there was Xuyun's young and handsome face with the smell of fireworks, and he didn't look like a monk at all.

The tombstone is wide, he is behind the tombstone, if he is not careful, it is really difficult to find, and if he meets the timid, he may think that he has encountered a ghost crawling out of the tomb.

But Shangguan Qianyu didn't think so.

It was not for nothing that he brought these two jars of wine. In other words, his original purpose was to use these two jars of wine to lure out the drunken monk of Xuyun.

Xuyun sniffled, smelled the wine, and said with a pity on his face: "Such a good wine, you poured it on the ground, it's too wasteful!"

He was referring to the three cups that had been poured in front of the grave at the memorial service.

Shangguan Qianyu glanced at him coldly and said, "If you want to drink, you can answer my two questions!"

Xuyun said vigilantly: "The poor monk wants to drink the wine, but the poor monk may not answer the question!"

Shangguan Qianyu looked at him and said, "It's okay, don't answer the question, then, how about a jar of wine and a ritual for another ceremony?"

"Dharma, whose ritual?" Xuyun turned his head and looked around.

Shangguan Qianyu said: "Naturally, it is Yan Qingrui's, today is her 77th day, you said before that you can't stop the spirit, can't set up sacrifices, can't enter the shrine, and now it's 7749 days, you can always do a ritual to surpass the soul, right?"

Xuyun almost jumped up from the ground, pointed to his nose and said, "What do you say? Do things? You tell me to do things? Which eye do you see that a high monk like me can do ordinary rituals?"

Shangguan Qianyu said lightly: "This is not an ordinary ritual!"

Xuyun looked at the wine jar, then at the tomb, and then at Shangguan Qianyu, and tilted his head and said: "It's not that I don't do things, she can't stand it if I do things." Are you trying to ask for peace of mind from you, so that she will not be at peace underground?"

Shangguan Qianyu was stunned and said, "What do you say?"

Void clouds and white eyes: "Selfish!"

Shangguan Qianyu was speechless, he wanted Xuyun to do a magic service for Yan Qingrui, it was indeed partly for his own peace of mind, if it was as Xuyun said, it would make her unstable underground, he naturally would not insist.

He originally wanted to do something for her, but he didn't expect that he couldn't.

He let go of his hand, and Xuyun immediately picked up the jar of wine, afraid that Shangguan Qianyu would regret it, and with a light step, a few verticals, the person had already left far away.

Shangguan Qianyu: "......"

He knew that as long as he was in the wine and at the foot of Shuowang Mountain, he would definitely be able to attract the Xuyun monk to come over, and now that the Xuyun was gone, Shangguan Qianyu didn't care, and there was a jar of wine, he slowly poured himself a drink.

It was quiet all around, and his heart was calm, so calm that he didn't think about anything.

In fact, since the first seven came, he has come a few times later, but he will not be in such a mood this time.

After today, Yan Qingrui is not even in this world, will he feel the same warmth and tranquility when he comes again?