"Master!~"

Watching Mr. Ouyang Yi drive the crane west, Wang Zizhan's heart was as uncomfortable as a knife.

He let out a cry of pain and fell on Ouyang Yi's body.

How he longs for his teacher to come back to life, how much he longs for this teacher like his father, to be able to spend more time with him, even if he uses his yang life to exchange him for a few more years...

However, the years are ruthless, and the life span is in the sky, how can he control it?

"Uncle Feng, Mr. Ouyang is so strong, why did he abandon the world so early?" Yue'er asked with some confusion.

He had heard Feng Bo say before, the stronger the person, the longer the lifespan, cultivate to the soul master level, you can easily live past the age of seventy, and when you reach the realm of the great soul master, you can easily live past the age of ninety, like Mr. Ouyang Yi, I am afraid that it is a short life to live a hundred years old, how can he hang up when he is only over seventy years old?

"Mr. Ouyang must have been poisoned by the cold poison of the Xuanbing Divine Palm, and he was not treated for a long time, and then the poisonous fire attacked his heart and hurt his heart, otherwise, with his strength in the Battle Crazy Realm, even if he lived for another fifty years, it would be no problem. Wufeng explained on the side.

"Nangong Yu Yan, I am inseparable from you, I will definitely avenge my master. Wang Zizhan clenched his fists, gritted his steel teeth, and yelled hysterically.

In the evening, Wang Zizhan was still in the master's mourning hall, he hadn't eaten for a day and a night, Yue'er came to Wang Zizhan with a bowl of rice porridge.

"Brother Zhan, eat something, you haven't eaten for a day and a night. Yue'er held the rice porridge in both hands and sent it to Wang Zizhan.

Wang Zizhan had ruddy eyes and didn't say a word, just lying on the coffin, tears falling silently.

He lost his mother at an early age, and his father didn't care about him, only his teacher Ouyang Yi has always cared for him, and he is his only relative in this world.

Now that his only loved one has left him, how can he not be sad?

Yue'er put the rice porridge aside, silently accompanied him, for a few days and nights, Yue'er was silently by his side, he didn't speak, Yue'er didn't speak, he cried, and Yue'er also cried.

Three days later, it was finally time for the burial.

At this time, Wang Zizhan couldn't cry anymore, he looked at the teacher's coffin buried with a blank expression, there was no grand funeral, and no ceremony was held, but he just found an inconspicuous small mound in Fenghua Villa, dug a pit, and buried the coffin hastily.

Yue'er was very surprised when she saw that Mr. Ouyang was hastily buried like this.

"Uncle Feng, didn't you say that Mr. Ouyang was a highly respected person? he had also been the national teacher of the Chu State during his lifetime, if according to the etiquette system, he should at least be buried according to the specifications of the scholars, why is it so sloppy, and it is not even as good as the funeral of a commoner?" Yue'er asked puzzled.

"Fool, it is precisely because Mr. Ouyang is the national teacher of Chu that a funeral cannot be held, if it is known that Mr. Ouyang died with us, then the people of Chu will definitely send a killer to hunt down Wang Zizhan, before Mr. Ouyang died, he repeatedly begged me to protect Wang Zizhan, so he must not bluff, and he must hold a funeral as soon as possible, which is also Mr. Ouyang's last wish before his death. Wufeng explained to Yue'er.

Hearing Feng Bo's explanation, Yue'er understood and nodded understandingly.

"From now on, you can't call him Wang Zizhan, he will be a pseudonym from now on, understand?" Wufeng said to Yue'er.

"What? " Yue'er felt so familiar when she heard this name, as if she had heard it somewhere, thinking about it carefully, she couldn't help but be stunned, he remembered that the big black dog had told him that he had loved someone in his previous life, called Huo Wuxian, and said that he was looking for Huo Wuxian in this life and this life, could it be that Brother Zhan was the Wuxian I was looking for?

Yue'er stared carefully at Wang Zizhan's face, his handsome and fair face was full of sadness.

Wang Zizhan knelt in front of the teacher's grave, bowed respectfully three times, and then suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist.

He took the dagger and made a bloody cut on his face, and the blood immediately rolled down his white cheeks, and after making a stroke, he actually had to draw a second one, Yue'er saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Brother Zhan, don't, don't do this. Yue'er clasped Wang Zizhan's arm tightly with both hands, and said distressedly.

"Yue'er, don't stop me, Master Ouyang is my closest mentor in this world, I'm sad that he's gone!" Wang Zizhan shook his head painfully, looked at Yue'er and said.

"Brother Zhan, I know you're uncomfortable, but don't hurt yourself like this. Yue'er said distressedly.

"Yue'er, come back. As soon as Wufeng stretched out his hand, a powerful suction force suddenly grabbed Yue'er back.

Yue'er fell into Wufeng's arms and looked at him puzzled, "Why didn't Uncle Feng stop him? Didn't Mr. Ouyang ask you to protect Brother Zhan?"

"That's how the people of Chu express their grief, the closer the person dies, the more they feel sad on a date, and when they are sad, they will cut their cheeks with a knife to show their grief, and if you don't let him do it, he will be even more sad. Wufeng explained to Yue'er.

This was the first time Yue'er had heard of this strange custom, and he looked at Wang Zizhan silently, only to see that he slowly cut three bloody wounds on his handsome cheek with a knife, and the blood rolled down his cheek and dripped onto the black dirt.

After burying Ouyang Yi, Wang Zizhan followed Wufeng and Yue'er back to the village.

"Your Highness, in order to protect your identity, from now on, you will be called Wuxian, and you will claim to be my windless son to the outside world. Wufeng looked at Wang Zizhan and said.

"Yes, Father!~" Wang Zizhan said, knelt down in front of Wufeng, and bowed seriously.

"Get up, the hour is getting late, go and rest. After Wufeng finished speaking, he shook his hand, and Yue'er and Wuxian exited the room together.

"Childe, little master, please come with me. Steward Feng said, leading Yue'er and Wuxian to a side room in the east wing.

The room is divided into two rooms, the inner room and the outer room, which is a living room, and the inner room has two clean new beds side by side.

"Childe, little master, you will live here in the future. Steward Feng pointed to the back room and said.

Yue'er and Wuxian couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, "Do the two of them want to live together?"

"This is the arrangement of Lord Wind. Steward Feng smiled faintly, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left the room.

(End of chapter)