When the old man left, he was very peaceful. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There was no pain, and with a kind smile, he lay peacefully on the bed, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Chu Qiao ordered someone to transport the corpse of the old man Hua back to the flower house, and when Ah Lu saw the dead old man Hua, he just shed tears.

When Xia Qing arrived that day, Old Man Hua was already dying and was about to die at any time.

He opened his eyes, looked at the circle of people surrounding him, and finally stopped his eyes on her and Chu Qiao.

With a hint of affection, he nodded gently.

"Old man Hua, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Chu Qiao held Old Man Hua's hand and asked softly.

Her face was normal, as if she was asking Old Man Hua what he was going to eat tomorrow.

The old man just shook his head.

In this life, he has been content.

"Old man Hua, I will definitely take a good look at the ancient books you gave me, and I will achieve what you want. “

Xia Qing smiled and made a final promise to the old man Hua.

Old man Hua smiled as hard as he could.

It's a satisfied smile.

On that faceless face, because of this smile, extremely deep wrinkles were pulled, and the old man seemed to be twenty years old all of a sudden.

Feng Jiuyin stood at the end of the bed and did not speak.

He was anxious when he first arrived, but when he got here, he calmed down.

He watched the last goodbyes of the people in front of the bed as if he were a bystander.

In this farewell meeting between life and death, there were no tears, no crying, only soft talking and the smile that the old man Hua pulled out with extreme effort.

"I will obey your will and burn your body when you die......"

Miao Jiang has always been buried, but this old man told Chu Qiao many years ago that he must be cremated after his death.

He said that he was actually very afraid of bugs, so he was buried alone in the soil, and he felt very scared to be with bugs.

At that time, Chu Qiao laughed at him for being timid.

She thought she would never have to cremate him one day in her life.

Now that I think about it, this day really came early.

"I will take your ashes and scatter them in the Valley of Flowers, where there are many, many sunflowers.

"There's a lot of wildflowers and weeds, and there's a lot of little animals, and they're going to keep you company......."

Chu Qiao said and slowly grinned on his lips, "And don't forget to tell my mother when you go up, I'm fine, everything is fine." ”

Old Man Hua nodded very lightly, and the smile on his lips did not change at all.

As if he were not the one who was going to die today.

"Old man Hua, go in peace. “

Chu Qiao loosened the old man's hand, stood up and walked to the window.

Xia Qing stepped forward and saw that the old man Hua had only the qi left to go in, and there was no longer any qi to come out.

Even so, the old man still smiled, his cloudy eyes slightly open, looking ahead.

"Old man Hua, my mother said that people will die, a good person like you, a person like you who has saved so many people's lives, there must be a death. ”

Xia Qing shook the hand of the old man, and it was cold.

"Flower Old Man ......."

She looked up and wanted to ask Old Man Hua if he was cold, but found that Old Man Hua had stopped breathing.

With a smile, the old-fashioned old man closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

Xia Qing's mind suddenly appeared again The scene of the old man Hua holding Wangcai and meeting her in the woods appeared.

Old man Hua, you just left, what should you do if you let Wangcai do?

Old man Hua, you just left like this, what do you want Aunt Ah Lu to do?

Old man Hua, you just left like this, what should you do with me and Sister Chu Qiao?

Xia Qing held the hand of the old man who was getting more and more cold, and said silently in his heart.

"Sister Chu Qiao, old man Hua, he's gone. ”

Xia Qing tried to keep her voice from trembling, but she still failed.

Chu Qiao's figure standing by the window stiffened suddenly.

She looked up, without turning around, "For me.... Let's inform the people waiting outside.... Xia Qing, I want to accompany him for the last time....."

"Good. ”

Xia Qing stood up silently, and finally took a deep look at the old man Hua, she turned to look at Feng Jiuyin, who was silent.

Feng Jiuyin's gaze was on Chu Qiao.

Motionless, staring.

"Feng Jiuyin?"

"Holy Maiden, please mourn. ”

Feng Jiuyin's voice was a little hoarse, he nodded at Xia Qing and walked out with her.

Outside are Ah Zhu and Ah Ju who have been waiting.

"How's it going?"

As soon as the two saw Xia Qing come out, they immediately surrounded him.

"He's gone. ”

Xia Qing walked to the door and looked at the night outside, blowing the night breeze.

"Gone......"

Ah Zhu fell to the ground, his eyes full of sadness.

Ah Ju silently walked to Ah Zhu's side, and the two hugged each other and cried.

They were also raised by the old man.

Old man Hua is their savior, if it wasn't for Old Man Hua who saved them back then and let them serve by the saint's side, it is not good to say that they are no longer in this world now.

As soon as the waitresses waiting outside heard the cries of Ah Zhu and Ah Ju, they immediately understood what was happening, and the entire Holy Maiden Mansion began to be busy again.

No one knows what Chu Qiao did in the room in the end.

She personally sent the corpse of the old man Hua back to Huafu, set up a mourning hall for him, invited the witch, and she personally guarded filial piety for him.

In just a few days, Miao Jiang held two sacrifices.

Over there, the body of Liao's mother has just been buried, and the mourning hall here has started again.

Because Old Man Hua was a former member of the Presbyterian Church, the elders of the Presbyterian Church also came to worship.

Elder Qi's old face, which had not changed for thousands of years, was unexpectedly covered with sadness.

He held incense and candles and knelt in front of the old man's hall for a long time.

These two have always been at odds.

But again, old friends.

This inexplicable emotion lasted between the two for twenty years.

Ah Yu is also gone.

From the day Old Man Hua died, Ah Yu disappeared.

Liao Qing, who was a colt, had just sent off his mother, and came to Huafu to accompany Chu Qiao to keep the spirit.

Liao Qing's body was already weak, and he lost a lot of weight after tossing the whole person like this, but he refused to leave, and everyone had no other way, so they could only let him accompany Chu Qiao.

Xia Qing, as the closed disciple of Old Man Hua, should also guard his soul for him.

She wore a veil, thinking that this scene seemed to be so similar to Xia He's funeral, and in just one year, she had experienced two of them.

Perhaps, she really recklessly resembles people.

She laughed self-deprecatingly, her legs kneeling on the ground were numb, but she didn't plan to stand up, she would never forget the old man's favor to her in her life.

Keeping a wake for him was arguably the only thing she could do to repay him at the moment.

She looked at Aunt Lu, who was kneeling at the front and just crying silently, and her heart swelled with sadness.

Among all the people here, the most painful should be Aunt Alu.

She spent the longest time with Old Man Hua.

Although the two are not husband and wife, they stay together silently.

In those days, perhaps only the two of them knew the ups and downs.

Feng Jiuyin would occasionally hand a handkerchief to Aunt Alu.

Xia Qing didn't know what was going on between the two, but she just felt that Feng Jiuyin suddenly became gentle.

Those heavy gray eyes would become cautious when they came into contact with Aunt Lu.

She is now very worried about Qu Ziyan and Mo Chen.

Since that day, the two have disappeared again.

She suppressed the worry she was having, looked at the coffin of the old man, and said silently in her heart,

Flower old man, everything will be as you wish.