It was night, the moon was like practice, and the fifth senior brother took the ninth senior brother and the junior brother Xiaobai out of the house, and I wanted to follow, so I pitifully tugged at the sleeve of the fifth senior brother.

The fifth senior brother said to me, this matter must not be done, the night is heavy, I am a beautiful lady or stay in the room to embroider, how can I do the thing of digging graves?

However, Senior Brother Xiaobai understood me, and said lightly to Senior Brother Five: "You and I are out of the house, how can she stay?" I'm going to sneak along," he said, taking the fan and looking at me calmly, "In that case, it is better to let her go with her, at least to watch something under her nose." ”

Good for you! Wait!

Although I didn't like to see Senior Brother Xiaobai's words, the Fifth Senior Brother felt very yes when he heard it, yes, I was allowed to go out with the three senior brothers.

Old man Xu's hundred-year-old blessed land is backed by green mountains, facing the beautiful water, and is surrounded by laurel trees, which is really a good choice.

The fifth senior brother knelt in front of the grave of the old man Xu, respectfully lit three incense sticks for the old man Xu, put the four-color offerings and a pot of osmanthus brew in a dignified manner, and then got up in his robe, and said solemnly to the tombstone of the old man Xu's white marble: "Mr. Xu, Chang Mu and his junior brother and sister disturbed Mr. Xu's rest this time, it was to save people's lives, it is really a last resort, you must not be surprised, he will personally apologize when he sees Mr. Xi every day." After speaking, he bowed down.

Alas, my fifth senior brother, how did you stay like this? Old Man Xu has been gone for nearly a year, and he should have been reincarnated a long time ago, even if you return to the west immediately, I am afraid that you will not be able to see him......

Senior Brother Nine glanced at him silently, took the shovel, and shoveled down to Old Man Xu's grave with a shovel.

The fifth senior brother's body was shocked, and he waved at the tombstone of the old man Xu again: "The ninth senior brother is young and vigorous, and his temperament is impatient, if there is any offense, your old man will take care of it......."

Alas, Master, his old man's mind is exquisite, and his mind is twisted and eighteen, how did he give birth to a son like a dull wood like the fifth senior brother? Alas, creation is really magical...... Creation really makes people...... Creation is indeed ......

I didn't want to think about it too much, Senior Brother Nine had already shouted at me: "Little Senior Sister, come quickly!" I'm afraid that if the fifth senior brother continues, Old Man Xu will be nagged to live! ”

As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly trotted two steps forward and pulled the sleeve of the fifth senior brother.

At this time, it was September, the moonlight was as clear as water, the shadow of osmanthus was like snow, and the wood was fragrant and fragrant, Senior Brother Xiaobai picked the strongest laurel tree, leaned on the trunk and beckoned to me, and I dragged the fifth senior brother straight to the tree.

"Fifth Senior Brother, the moonlight here is pleasant, and the osmanthus wine is also mellow, I'm afraid that now Old Man Xu has already asked the wine to the moon, and Senior Brother Nine can't disturb the purity of his old man's house, so don't mind it." I saw the fifth senior brother staring directly at the ninth senior brother wielding the shovel, and explained.

When Senior Brother Xiaobai heard this, he coughed lightly and raised his head to admire the moon.

I saw that the fifth senior brother was honestly squatting under the tree, and then followed the little white senior brother and leaned against the laurel tree.

There is a breeze blowing, a few light yellow petals fluttering down, fragrant and fragrant, I turned my head to look at my little white brother, he is wearing a white robe fluttering, when the fragrance of this laurel, under the bright moonlight, in the barren mountain cemetery, how to look like the messenger of the underworld - white impermanence......

I have been tired for the past few days, and at this time, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus and looking at the fluttering white robe, I was relieved for a while, and I fell asleep on the osmanthus tree without waiting for the ninth senior brother to dig out the coffin.