Sweeping the tomb is always reminiscent of a hazy rainy day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the misty drizzle, the sky was overcast, and the grave sweeper walked slowly forward with an umbrella.

This is a scene that fits well with tomb sweeping.

The atmosphere was dull and solemn, he didn't like to go to the grave like this, but he couldn't help it, as soon as he left the ramen shop in the rainy season, the ethereal drizzle fell on his face, and he really couldn't pull out any smile.

All he could do was walk alone on the street without an umbrella, his steps unconsciously quickened, and gradually, like a ghost, floated past people's eyes.

When passing by the flower shop, he bought a large bouquet of white lilies worth 599 yuan, anyway, he had money in his pocket, and he kept it to feed the casino or the green house. It's better to spend those now.

Then go to the tavern to buy aged bamboo leaf green, three jars.

He rushed to the mausoleum of Emperor Shun, unlike the emperors of previous dynasties, the tomb of Emperor Shun was not buried in the emperor's mausoleum.

Instead, it was placed in a cemetery on the west side of Kongsang, and the tombstone was inconspicuous, standing there ordinarily, with the tomb of Yao Shunhua written on it, and other than that, there was nothing.

It is not even as luxurious as the nouveau riche cemetery on the side, and it is as simple as an ordinary person, which is also Di Shun's own request.

Chiyou rushed to the tombstone, silently put down the white lily, and sat on the ground, ignoring the rain on the ground.

"Lord Dishun, I came to see you again, as you can see, the world is as peaceful as ever, and there will be fireworks at night, which is very beautiful."

He recounted some trivial matters, opened the bamboo leaf green, poured one bottle in front of the tomb, and poured the other bottle into his mouth. There was one bottle left, he grabbed it casually and threw it back: "Since you're here, why hide and hide, Jiang Ke." ”

Bang, the bamboo leaf green that was thrown out was caught, and a person slowly walked out of the cemetery behind him, he combed his big back and left a strand of flowing curly hair on his left forehead.

He has a deep silhouette, like an ancient Greek statue, with a tall figure, covered with a bright red coat on the outside, and a black shirt and slacks on the inside.

Hanging from his waist was an ornate sword, inlaid with precious stones.

However, the most attractive part of his body is his eyes, which seem to be dancing with flames, hot and hot, but so charming that people can't help but want to reach out and touch them when they know the danger.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I thought you had already fallen into a mass of germ carriers, and now it seems that the blade is still sharp," his voice was very magnetic, sounding a little provocative.

If it was a girl, it is estimated that she would have sunk a long time ago.

Chiyou is not a girl, he scratched his abdomen: "It's okay, it's not as good as you, I haven't seen you for a few years, and suddenly appeared in Kongsang, are you here to participate in the festival?" ”

"Festivals? Hehe, that's right, I'm here to participate in the memorial, the item is the head of the world co-master, the emperor and the Communist Party, what do you think? The corners of Jiang Ke's lips lifted slightly, revealing a sneer.

He took a sip of Zhu Yeqing, shook his head and said: "No, the rotten head of the Imperial Communist Party, no one will be happy when they see it, I really doubt your level of choosing things." ”

Jiang Ke chuckled and said: "Don't say that, he is the emperor after all, a man who has been awarded the imperial throne, no matter how ugly the head is, there will be people who like to look at it." ”

"But in that case, the festival won't be held, and many children will be sad," he said, taking another sip of wine, and the delicious bamboo leaves were a little bitter at the moment.

"Now, Chiyou, what do you think of the world? The peace that Lord Dishun bought with his life, everyone is happy for this peace, and it is really unpleasant that today is his death day, but no one will shed a single tear. ”

His voice was like ice cut down from Antarctica, cold to the extreme.

Chi You was silent for a while, and said astringently: "At least we remember, don't you?" ”

"Jiang Ke, stop it, put aside the setting of destroying the world and revenge, with your appearance and voice, you can change careers to become a singer, which is definitely at the level of a king." He earnestly persuaded.

"Hehe, the Tao is not the same, today, I will give Lord Dishun a grand memorial. The sacrifice is not a petty thing like flowers and wine, but fire and a sword!! ”

Chi You turned his head suddenly, and there was no one behind him, only a bottle of bamboo leaf green waiting quietly in front of a tombstone.

The drizzle had gradually stopped, and the gloomy sky seemed to be showing signs of clearing. He looked up and sighed heavily, what a nasty thing.

The relationship between the three generals has not been good since before, and they often quarrel over trivial matters, if it weren't for Di Shun in the middle of the reconciliation, they would have already fought.

The guy who was able to stop them now was buried in the icy ground.

"I'm sorry, Lord Dishun, I have a lot to say, but that's all for today," Chi You scratched his slightly wet hair and got up and walked outside the cemetery.

He thought as he walked, Jiang Ke was not a fool, and the festival in Kunwu Mountain was extremely well guarded every year.

Ordinary people are crowded at the foot of the mountain, powerful people can go to the mountainside, and then there are the high-level people of the imperial court, and the top floor is the emperor and the communist party can go up.

Heavy troops are arranged around him, and Xuanyuan will also guard the side, if he wants to kill the emperor from his hands, even if he uses the light cannon of the spaceship, it is impossible.

Unless it is a round-the-clock bombardment, but if there is that power, where is it necessary to assassinate the Imperial Communist Party, it is directly exposed.

According to Xuanyuan's caution, if he learned that Jiang Ke might go to attack the Imperial Communists, he would definitely not leave an inch.

If he is transferred, where is the city empty and worthy of Jiang Ke's hands?

When Chi You thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, things have become troublesome, and it seems that the festival can only let them go." Let's go back and apologize to them. ”

On the second floor of the ramen shop in the rainy season, Yurou changed into a blue and white Hanfu with a bow tied around her waist, like a fairy in an ancient painting.

Even Bei Xiaomi, who has always believed that shells are beautiful, saw the urge to wear clothes, but fortunately, she restrained herself and lazily lay on the sofa: "It's so slow, didn't that guy Chiyou say that he will come back soon?" ”

"That's right, he actually asked the lady to wait for him, it's really a casual man," Feng Ling, dressed in red and blue Hanfu, echoed.

She looked at the time, it was already twelve forty o'clock, it was indeed too slow.

Outside the store, someone shouted: "What are you three still procrastinating, the sky is clear, if you don't go, you will definitely not be able to squeeze into the festival." ”

Yurou sighed: "No way, you go first, I'll stay and wait for him, he doesn't have a mobile phone, in case we go first, he doesn't know where to gather." ”

"Well, Xiaofeng, let's go play first," Bei Mi lifted her spirit, pulled the wind spirit and ran outside.

She walked to the balcony, looked up at the restored blue sky, and muttered, "It's too slow, what the hell is he doing, he didn't spend so much time sweeping the grave in the past, is he involved in troublesome things again?" ”

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