Shura Emperor Feng Yue died of heart disease and died next to the grave of his son Feng Wu Yue, of course, as an emperor of a country, Nie Qianwu also remembered that he used to be good to himself, Feng Yue can be regarded as a beautiful funeral, but the palace people of the Fourteenth Fang, including Li Qi, who once and now needed to marry to death, unexpectedly did not become the funeral object of Feng Yue's death, this iron-blooded emperor Rong Ma has killed countless people in his life, but after his death, he was so merciful and compassionate, which made many courtiers who worked with Feng Yue very puzzled, of course, Many palace people still shed a few cat tears on the day of Shura's funeral, not so much the sadness of Shura's death, but also the joy of their escape, no matter what, this big deal lasted for nearly a month, in fact, all of this is nothing more than for the living to see. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With the fall of the stone gate of the underground palace, Shura's corpse will lie alone in the huge imperial mausoleum he built, day after day, year after year, and never end.

In the empty Shura Imperial Mausoleum, only the stone wall made of white marble accompanies the body of Shura, the heavy coffin, and those funeral goods that may not be used before and after death.

He has the world, has the greatest father, has three thousand weak waters, thousands of family fortunes, and hundreds of sons and grandchildren, but in this life, Feng Yue has never had a lover of his own.

In the eyes of others, the woman he loves the most is his mother, all his women are floating clouds to him, and he doesn't even have a daughter, in his world, most of them are men with eyebrows.

"So, where is the love of the wind and transgression?"

Perhaps, this is what Li Qi wants to know the most, on this day, there was an old man in the imperial mausoleum, red curly robe, covered with ghost officials with red edges, originally, she should also be the most buried with the queen in Shura, but now, Feng Yuyue unexpectedly let himself go, perhaps, he loves the moon more than himself.

"Turn left three times, turn right five times-" I still remember the last words that Feng Yu left to himself before leaving, this is the biggest secret he left to himself, but Li Qi didn't expect that when he knew this secret, the former Feng Yue no longer existed.

In the huge imperial tomb, all the doors and tunnels are open, including the tombs leading to all the sons, but in the position of the burial queen, only this door ruthlessly rejects everything.

"Maybe if you bury yourself, this door should open." Li Qi thought inexplicably, feeling that he was telling himself that the secret that Feng Yue told should be here.

"What is buried here?" Li Qi has thought of many possibilities, maybe this is Wu Demon, the mother of the moon dark, maybe it is a woman who can't get it, maybe there may be a man here, maybe there is nothing here, but judging from the position of the emperor and queen next to the coffin of Shura, Li Qi understands the importance of the people inside to Shura.

"Turn left three times, turn right five times—" When the gate was open, there was only a huge sarcophagus in the empty mausoleum, and compared to the funerary goods of other mausoleums, everything here was so simple that there was almost nothing, and this setting made Li Qi feel even more strange. On the walls of the mausoleum, the weathered walls can no longer see the pictures carved back then, and Li Qi can only vaguely see the paintings that seem to be the moon and houses, and there is even the scene of the wind crossing the sword and swimming in the fertile wilderness-

"What do you want me to see?" Looking at the mausoleum where there was nothing, Li Qi was puzzled, but her huge curiosity prompted her to find out, and she finally shifted her gaze to the huge coffin, "Perhaps, there may be something in the coffin." ”

Thinking of this, Li Qi turned her heart and prepared to open the coffin, but the moment she touched the coffin with her hand, the sensitivity of the ghost official made her feel that there was nothing inside.

"How could there be no one?!" Li Qi's heart furious, "Could it be that the wind is arrogant and wants me to lie in?!" Li Qi was angry, and opened the coffin in the blink of an eye, and the tender yellow Zigong inside was revealed, which was the color of a thousand years ago, even if a thousand years have passed, the color dyed in this Zigong has not faded, but this girlish color makes Li Qi believe that it should be buried in Shura's first love, maybe it is because he can't find the body for a long time, so he made an empty coffin, thinking about this, Zigong has been opened, but I saw that in addition to the personal coffin, there are actually a lot of funeral things, these ornaments Li Qi looks familiar, Her huge curiosity made her not care about these burials, but concentrated on opening the last coffin-

In the empty coffin, there is only a faded portrait, as if it has been stored for thousands of years, perhaps because of the protection of the coffin with three layers of outer three layers here, it can still be preserved so intact today, this is the secret of Feng Yue's heart, Xu is this woman, let Feng Yue and Wu Demon just dew love, so that he can never love any woman again, perhaps, such an iron-hearted Feng Yue is also an amorous seed.

Li Qi let out a long sigh and unfolded the portrait-

It's a familiar place, because it's a fertile field, and it's a place where I got acquainted with the wind.

It's a familiar house, I remember that it was only after Feng Yue became the leader of the alliance that he entered.

It's the roof, it's the wind that leads Kong Fang to drink with him on the roof after nightfall, it's the wind that stretches his revenge loudly-

It was he who danced his sword and sang a song, and he unfolded a superordinate imperial knot in the moonlight, like a spirit bred by the earth, beautiful and incomprehensible, I remember that day, I was wearing a tender yellow bottom skirt, like a flower in the moonlight, remembering the items he used there before, but he didn't take them away because he traveled through time and space, and even made Feng Yue think that Li Qi was dead for a while.

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king. ”

It is infinite admiration, it is the love that cannot be obtained, it is the love that has been loyal for thousands of years, it is the beginning of love, but there is no place to return because of the participation of brothers, it is the generous concession of a thousand years ago, and it is the most selfless renunciation after a thousand years of reencounter.

"It turns out that the person Feng Yuyue likes has always been me!"

Suddenly looking back, he was still in the lamplight, and he was eternally separated from the world, leaving only the gorgeous and cold corpse tightly wrapped in the four-layer coffin, he had the world, but he could never get himself. In the hall separated from the queen by a wall, his old corpse has always been there, as if he will always guard himself and watch himself forever, at this moment, Li Qi finally understood why Feng Yuyue was willing to give up the three thousand palace people and only chose to bury him by himself.

"Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop to drink, even if I used to be so unsightly, the wind is arrogant, the wind is arrogant, why are you in love with me!"

Li Qi muttered to Shura's coffin, opening his heavy coffin layer by layer, the people in the world hope for eternal life, they think that as long as the corpse does not decay, the soul can not be destroyed, where do they know, it is those spices and mercury, the layers of coffins isolate the soil, so that their corpses do not decay, where do they know, even if they become unconscious souls, they still have to wait for the afterlife on the floating tower, how do they know, as long as the corpse does not melt, their souls can never be reincarnated, It's ridiculous that it's because of their self-righteousness that they have gone to a fate that is difficult to transcend.

"The wind is arrogant, the wind is arrogant, do you know that your corpse is stored like this, even if Kong Fang is whipped for you and suffers the retribution of the eighteen layers of hell, it will be difficult for you to die. The wind is arrogant, the wind is arrogant, let me, the lover who once made your heart, complete the final excesses for you. ”

The coffin has been opened, and the smell of decay of the corpse is filled under the spices that come to the face, even if the incorruptible mercury is used up, the corpse of the wind is still rotting, the old face, the age spots on the face have been covered with rotten sores, even if the insects do not enter, there is still no longer the appearance of the past, the once young and majestic wind is gone, there is no longer that eye-like smile, no longer can smell the man's breath exuded from his body, and there are only the corpses lying here with white hair lying here bleakly.

"Wind transgression, get up, don't you want to protect me?"

"Haven't you always liked me?"

"I've been by your side all these years, combing your hair and taking care of it?"

"Now that mine is here, why are you still lying inside?"

Li Qi cried, at that moment, she found that death was so close to herself, it cruelly seized the partner she had been with day and night, and it was not until after death that she lamented the shortness of life, and the scene of the wind and the transgression flashed again, it turned out that even the wind transgression that she hated was still so precious when she was alive.

Li Qi grabbed Feng Yue's hand helplessly, she wanted to catch him, but after exerting her strength, Li Qi actually tore off Feng Yue's arm, and the magic mark that had been engraved was still so clear and dazzling, suddenly, this feeling made Li Qi so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

"Well, then, let me comb your hair one last time." Li Qi said with tears in his eyes, and under the words, the corpse of Feng Yue gradually sat up under the mana.

The black hair that used to be has long been gray, and the once thick hair is now very little, and it used to be necessary to tie them up one by one with braids, but now it is all gone, but Li Qi is still combing it so seriously, dressing him up, as if the person in front of him is still alive.

"Come on, come on, help me see how many there are, you know? I can't see how many gray hairs there are in the back, and even Xiaojie hides when he encounters this, hey, it's really annoying. ”

"Fortunately, although it is quite large-scale, there are not many, and you can't see it if you don't look carefully, it's all hidden inside."

"Pull it all out of me."

"Don't pull it out, don't pull it out, it will grow more if you pull it out, I'll help you hide it all."

“……”

I still remember the first time I combed my hair for Feng Yue, when he was still full of black hair, and now, he can't pull anything out-"

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, soul to the earth. There is no joy in life, and there is no pain in death. ”

Li Qi muttered the Sutra of the Past Life, every word, every word, was so heavy and cruel to Li Qi.

"Huafa is all year round, pregnancy is full of disasters, old diseases, life and death, all return to dust."

In the distance, a man slowly paced into the tomb leading to the moonlight, and he continued to sing in his hoarse voice.

"It's Kong Fang." Under the four eyes intersected, the two of them didn't say anything, their eyes seemed to understand something, in this solemn and solemn atmosphere, the two who were also ghost officials sang the ancient ballad of death together:

"Have mercy on my world, the six realms of reincarnation, Cihang Pudu, the redemption of the sea of suffering, the spirit of all beings, endlessly, the soul returns, and the earth after death."

After the eulogy, Feng Yue's corpse gradually disappeared with the wind, and his soul will be reincarnated with the dissolved corpse and live a new life, and from then on, Feng Yue will never exist as a person.

"Why are you here, the sentence of the eighteenth layer of hell is over?" Seeing that the wind had gone, and Kong Fang was locked up in the eighteenth layer of hell for his father to pay off his debts, and it was only now that he could see each other, Li Qi naturally asked with concern at this time.

"Hmm!" Kong Fangyuan looked at the direction in which the wind had passed, and replied absentmindedly.

"What do you ask?" Li Qi was anxious.

"Hmm! I just finished and saw you here. "The Moonlit Mausoleum is only separated by a wall from the wind, and it can be directly connected to the Snake Bone Spirit Hall, and naturally Kong Fang came here even with the blink of an eye.

"It doesn't hurt." Li Qi asked tentatively.

"Of course, but when the husband takes off the good skin when he is serving his sentence, revealing the cut flesh, although it will hurt a little when he is serving the sentence, but now that he puts on the good skin, he will not feel anything." Kong Fang said with a smile.

"Oh, no wonder it didn't hurt at all for you to get beaten for me, no wonder you asked to hide and beat me at that time, I see." Li Qi suddenly realized when he heard this.

Kong Fang nodded and smiled, his mind actually did not recover from the sadness of Feng Yueyue's death, so he took out a delicate wine jug from his arms, raised his head and took a long sip of the liquor in the jug.

"You-" Li Qi knew what Kong Fang was thinking, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he simply snatched the wine jug, covered the coffin of the wind and transgression, sat on it, and raised his head with his legs crossed to suffocate the wine in the pot. Under the jet-black ghost official, a bright red pomegranate skirt was revealed, which added a strange color to this gray coffin.

Kong Fang looked at his wife who was suddenly so arrogant, but it seemed a little bad for her to ride on her father's coffin, but when he thought that Feng Yue had already gone, he didn't stop it.

"Today, let's have a good drink again for the three of us, and we won't go home if we don't get drunk." Li Qi slowly poured the rest of the wine on the ground, stroked the coffin with one hand, and said affectionately.

"Okay." Kong Fang turned his head and picked up the funeral wine that Feng Yuyue was in the mausoleum, and suddenly said arrogantly, "Everyone is going to get drunk today, Li Qi, don't be afraid, if you are drunk, our room is next door, and if you are drunk again, you can drag you back." ”

"I don't sleep with you, it seems that your body is still lying in it." Li Qi said disgustedly.

"It's true that it wasn't rotten before, but I was really relieved a few days ago, and the physical body outside the body melted away, and now it's very clean, you can sleep, you can sleep." Kong Fang said with a lewd smile.

Li Qi didn't speak, just glanced at Kong Fang and poured another sip of wine.

So the husband and wife, together with the non-existent Feng Yanyue, drank happily, and for a time they were staggered, and the whole mausoleum was smoked with wine.

"Li Qi, actually, I already knew that my father liked you, and we had a fight for this."

After drinking, the slightly drunk Kong Fang said proudly to Li Qi, I don't know why, since he met Li Qi, he has often been drunk, and this time he also talked a lot of nonsense, saying that the woman he snatched from his father didn't know how happy he was, but when he mentioned it afterwards, he didn't remember anything.

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