When the white figure approached, everyone looked at it, only to find that the person who came did not take the boat, but only tapped the surface of the lake with his toes, but there was no wet mark on the upper of his shoes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The person who has such outstanding light skills is Master Yang Lin. He took off a gray robe and changed into a spirited crescent white light shirt, with a tall figure and a majestic instrument.

If it weren't for the crane hair, such an extraordinary figure, it really wouldn't be obvious that he was an old man over 100 years old. However, it happened to be that crane hair that made Master Yang Lin look profound.

"Yes, sir." Ning Tao accepted the order and saluted Master Yang Lin respectfully.

The rest of the disciples had the opportunity to have such a close contact with the head of the sect, and they were shocked by Master Yang Lin's extraordinary temperament, and they were all flattered and stunned on the spot, until Ning Tao's words sounded, and the disciples came back to their senses.

"See the master of the family." All the disciples knelt down in unison, and there was no need to bow to them, but the foreheads of all the disciples were so low that they were almost touching the ground, lest the patriarch of the head of the sect would not feel his respect.

When Meng Qingzhi saw Master Yang Lin, his heart was mixed.

"Thank you for saving your life." Meng Qingzhi's expression was complicated, and he said words of gratitude and thanks against his will. His life-saving grace was due to Wen Yi's death, and Wen Yi's death was done by Master Yang Lin, how can he be grateful.

"I like to be straight and don't like to beat around the bush. Qingzhi, do you thank me or resent me in your heart? Yang Lin felt the resentment in Meng Qing's heart.

At that time, Master Yang Lin was helpless in the face of Wen Yi's stubborn insistence, and if he wanted to blame, he could only blame the woman for being amorous, and he couldn't help himself.

"Senior sister doesn't like to beat around the bush either." Meng Qingzhi mentioned Wen Yi without hesitation, and he was straight to the point, expressing infinite nostalgia.

"I hope you don't let down your junior sister's hard work." Master Yang Lin lamented that he had not had much contact with Wen Yi, and had only exchanged less than ten sentences, but he had clearly understood that Wen Yi was indeed upright and did not like to beat around the bush, and was a rare straightforward and good girl.

Every time he thinks of Wen Yi, Yang Lin is also sad and unspeakable, since Meng Qingzhi chose to let Wen Yi sleep here, it must be because Wen Yi liked it here before his death, how could Yang Lin not obey Wen Yi's wishes, he sighed, "It's all gone, any action of Meng Qingzhi in Kabak Lake is my acquiescence." ”

"Yes, Master Patriarch." The disciples of the Western Desert Sect replied in unison, and until Master Yang Lin was far away, the disciples still bowed respectfully.

Meng Qingzhi couldn't help but sigh bitterly, blaming himself for being too reckless, being infected by sadness for a while, and being carried away by disappointment, and not considering the problem thoroughly, he didn't take into account the overall situation of the Western Desert Sect.

It is true that it is too abrupt to set up a tomb next to Kabak Lake, it will cause trouble to the disciples of the Western Desert Sect, presumably Wen Yi is in the spirit of the sky, and he doesn't want to see his fellow disciples embarrassed, Meng Qingzhi speculated about Wen Yi's thoughts.

Meng Qingzhi touched the jade pendant on his waist, in fact, Wen Yi didn't like hibiscus flowers at all, let alone any flowers, but he remembered that this hibiscus bud was given by Meng Qingzhi himself, so Wen Yi cherished it.

In other words, Wen Yi's wish may not have anything to do with this hibiscus land at all, as long as it is Meng Qingzhi's heart, no matter where he is buried, Wen Yi should be relieved. The big pit in the mountain yin before was dug by Jun Yan, and it could not represent Meng Qingzhi's intentions.

Suddenly, Meng Qing's heart moved, and he thought of another place, which was the cold ice cave, and the last time he saw Wen Yi, it was Wen Yi who was covered in blood in the cold ice cave, and Meng Qing's heart throbbed, so let Wen Yi rest at the foot of the mountain near the cold ice cave, that was the place where Meng Qingzhi was reborn, and it was also the place where Meng Qingzhi and Wen Yi met for the last time.

When Meng Qing's mind was in a trance, he heard that the disciple of the Western Desert Sect took the initiative to ask,

"Uncle Shi, where exactly are you referring to? Disciples help you dig together. ”

Ning Tao took the lead in rolling up his sleeves, and was about to sweep away the rubble, and all the disciples also gathered around diligently, wanting to help dig the pit.

"No need." Meng Qingzhi waved his big hand, and suddenly it suddenly dawned, "I thought of another place that is more suitable for junior sisters, and the disciples say goodbye." ”

"Uncle Shi walks slowly." All the disciples respectfully walked in the direction of Meng Qingzhi's departure and saluted in unison.

Facing a group of older classmates, calling himself to be his uncle, Meng Qingzhi really couldn't cry or laugh, but after this toss, Meng Qingzhi's mood was much broader, and he finally began to try to look at the current situation and accept Wen Yi's death.

Meng Qingzhi carried the sarcophagus and ran all the way along the path in his memory, that day Jun Yan took Meng Qingzhi through the road to the ice cave, but all the roads walked, Meng Qingzhi remembered them all.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Jun Yan also carried Meng Qingzhi, who had blocked the internal force, on his shoulders, at this moment, things were wrong, but it was Meng Qingzhi who was carrying the cold Wen Yi.

Meng Qingzhi buried Wen Yi Haosheng at the foot of the mountain, and then returned to Kabak Lake, brought back a few hibiscus branches, transplanted them on Wen Yi's grave, folded his hands, and whispered reverently.

"Sister Wen Yi, I will place you here today, my brother will come back to see you every year on his death day, and he will often come to talk to you, you will not be lonely and lonely, and when the spring of the next year comes, my brother will be in this kind of colorful elite flowers and plants, you will be in the soil for peace......" Meng Qingzhi cried at first, he cherished the stone tablet, at this moment, as if he had endless words to Wen Yi.

In the depths of his love, Meng Qingzhi finally released his emotions, crying silently, sobbing and sobbing, "Wenyi, my good sister, why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid......"

At the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains, there was no one around, and Meng Qingzhi cried uncontrollably alone, unable to hold himself. Wen Yi's voice seemed to be right in front of him, just the day before yesterday, Wen Yi was fine, beautiful and refined, smiling like a flower, gentle like water.

Recalling the beginning of Wen Yi, he always didn't know the kindness, didn't understand the amorous feelings, had something to say, would be careful if he ate a little loss, scolded if he didn't agree, and would do his hands if he didn't scold enough, hands and feet together, fierce and spicy, and sometimes chased Meng Qingzhi all over the street.

All of this, in retrospect, is so delicate and cute, Meng Qingyi closed his eyes, why, the former self, didn't know how to cherish it.

This Wen Yi, who loves to be greedy and cheap, never suffers, but selflessly sacrificed his most precious life without asking for anything in return.

Thinking back to the bits and pieces of Wen Yi, Meng Qing sometimes cried bitterly, sometimes smirked, sometimes manic, sometimes sluggish, and finally waited until Meng Qingzhi stopped crying, it was already late at night.

Meng Qingzhi looked up, under the illumination of the moonlight, his eyes were full of steep cliffs, and he suddenly wanted to go to the ice cave again, and sit on the ice bed again.