"You mean to say that the phoenix bead is on her?"

Jiang Mingji suppressed his throat, and then seemed to suddenly understand something!

"Come to think of it, it's really true, no matter how talented she is, reaching the Ning Dan stage at the age of five, this is incredible!"

Ziyuan did not speak.

Jiang Mingji leaned against the window of the carriage, his eyes looked at the mountains that had been far away, and the middle finger of his right hand tapped again and again......

As if pondering for a long time, he turned his head.

"Ziyuan, is Li Zhi available?"

"Well, the Li family and the Lan family have always had a good relationship, because of the Lan family's affairs for so many years, they have been running a lot, and Li Zhi also came down from the army and was arranged here. ”

"People, reliable!"

Jiang Mingji said hello, and then looked at Ziyuan again, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

Kapok village in winter.

In front of the adobe thatched hut, there is a plain white mourning flag.

The snowflakes drifting down from the sky are entangled in the flags, and I don't know who is holding whose hand, and they are dancing against the north wind......

"Grandpa, grandpa......"

"Dad, why did you leave like this......"

Two large and two small, four figures with their backs to each other, kneeling in front of the funeral bed and crying......

Seeing this scene, An Ling cried silently, tears falling and falling on the snow, which also brought her thoughts to the time when her father died in the previous life......

It was snowing that day, too, and it was the first snow of early winter!

In the hall of the crematorium, the blue marble floor looks particularly cold......

The father was lying on the corpse truck, covered with a white cloth, straight and slippery!

An Ling suddenly felt distressed and ran forward, "Dad, Dad, I'll pad your legs, are you uncomfortable?"

As she spoke, she took off her coat and rolled it up, and she was about to platter her father's left leg.

Because of the necrosis of the femoral head of her left leg, since she got this disease, she had to put something under her left knee every night to sleep.

At this time, the daughter in my brother's arms burst into tears......

An Ling suddenly stopped his hand to lift the white cloth, and cried heartbreakingly: "Dad, Dad, Dad......"

She knew, she knew, her dad was dead!

Passed away, just never seen again.

There will never be this person in this world again.

I can't hear him anymore, I can't see his voice and smile......

Seeing the staff push the car away, An Ling completely cried and fainted......

"Ling'er, Ling'er, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Ying knelt on the snow, shaking An Ling, shouting.

An Ling came to her senses at this time, looked at Lan Ying with teary eyes, and cried like a complaint.

"Aunt Ying, it's gone, woo...... It's gone, and grandpa is gone!"

Lan Ying burst into tears, stretched out her hand to pull An Ling into her arms, and said softly: "Ling'er, don't cry, my father said that the third grandfather is highly respected in this life, and he has a life span of more than one hundred and fifty, which is a joy and mourning." ”

"What joy?"

"Your father and second grandfather are so young, don't you say that the master of the Yuan Infant Stage can live for more than three hundred years?"

"If Grandpa hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have died! Woo woo......" An Ling cried even louder!

Maybe it was her father in her previous life, and her grandfather in this life died in front of her eyes, and An Ling couldn't suppress her crying......

Thinking that she died in the hospital in her last life, will her daughter Jiajia be like her, grief-stricken......?

The son wants to raise but does not wait for his relatives, and the pain of life and death is ......

Three days later

On a sunny day after the snow, the sky looks exceptionally clean, and the sound of suona seems to come from a word and a cry......

Lan Yun walked in the front, scattering paper money as he walked, followed by the tranquility of holding the mourning basin.

Later, the eldest grandfather, the second grandfather, Uncle Li, and an uncle of the same clan were carrying the wooden coffin.

Behind the wooden coffin, Qin Pei, who was following behind, led An Guo and An Ling one by one, as well as the eldest grandmother, the second grandmother, Ying'er, Xiaoao, and so on......

The entire Kapok Village is ...... in this funeral procession!

When I arrived at the back mountain, a place far away from the Phoenix Mausoleum.

Lan Yun released his vitality and blew up a dirt pit, and everyone was silent and buried Lan Baixiang in an orderly manner.

"Dad, you have done your best for the Great Yan Country in your life, but in the end you are buried in this place, and your son is unwilling!"

Lan Yun knelt in front of the grave and choked, then straightened up again and continued.

"Your boss talks about the glory of the Lan family, but in the end, our old Lan family is not guilty, trapped in this place!"

"In the Shenwu War, the eleven generals of our family went to the border with their families and stationed there, and the last one did not come back!"

"My mother and you were also seriously injured, and when my mother gave birth to me, the old disease recurred and died. ”

"You told me all this! Don't you hate?"

"There are also the three elder brothers of the eldest uncle's second uncle's family, as well as the uncle's family, so far there is no one alive, no corpse ......!"

I don't believe in any evil crimes! My Lan family's ancestral precept says that you must not kill innocent people indiscriminately......!"

Lan Yun couldn't cry anymore, and the questions one by one seemed to say the hearts of everyone present.

The men were choking, and the women were already crying......

Lan Yun's cry seemed to tear open that corner of the bloody past.

An Ling's anger is born from sorrow!

She said in her heart: "This is a family of Jiangmen!

The Lan clan was loyal and brave, and they shed their blood for the Great Yan Kingdom, but in the end, they were exiled here because of a trumped-up crime!

In the past few years, An Ling knows that he eats animal meat and wears animal skins!

The limited resources were brought in little by little by Uncle Lee!

Poverty is actually nothing, An Ling's previous life was soaked in bitter water.

But if you are wronged and locked up, you have no ...... freedom?

Even under such circumstances, the people in Kapok Village are still so optimistic, kind, and take it as their responsibility to guard the Phoenix Mausoleum.

An Ling really can't think of any words to describe it, is it foolish?

Everyone mourned in front of Lan Baixiang's grave until noon, and then gradually dispersed......

Lan Yun was in a very bad state now, and his tall body seemed to be unable to support it, half-leaning on Qin Pei's body.

"Big brother, you and your mother will send your father back first, and I will inspect the Phoenix Mausoleum. An Guo patted An Ning's shoulder and said.

An Guo, who is already eight years old, is as tall as his eldest brother An Ning, which may follow his father's blue luck.

An Ning is twelve years old this year, but she is more like his mother Qin Pei, with narrow shoulders and a thin waist, and a weak demeanor.

An Ning lowered his head, didn't look at his younger brother An Guo, was silent and didn't speak, but walked a few steps forward, supported Lan Yun's other arm, and went down the mountain with Qin Pei and his father, walking towards home......

"Second brother, I'll go with you!"

"Fruit, I'll go too!"

An Ling and Lan Ao said at the same time, and walked to An Guo's side, Lan Ying didn't speak, and leaned over silently.

An Guo pinched his sister An Ling's waist with both hands, raised it and put it on his neck and said, "Let's go!"

The four children walked towards the Phoenix Mausoleum in the distance......

An Ling rode on the neck of the second brother, looking at the Phoenix Mausoleum in the distance.

With her current cultivation, she can clearly see flowers and plants a few kilometers away, but she still enjoys the favor of her second brother.

The second brother, who is three years older than her, has liked to carry An Ling like this since he was a child, and she grew up on An Guo's neck......

The west side of the Qixia Mountains.

In the middle of the wide and flat square stands a huge stone stele, on which three blood-red characters read "Phoenix Mausoleum".

Directly west of the square, on the face of the smooth stone bricks, there are two large stone doors, which are closed.

The group of four walked to a corner of the square, and Ango picked up a broom and swept it up.

He didn't know why he did it, but the people of the village, year after year, day after day, would come here to clean.

Lan Ao and Lan Ying also silently picked up the broom and swept it up......

"You all put it down for me!" An Ling suddenly said loudly.

The three of them looked up at her inexplicably.

"Why sweep, why sweep!"

An Ling stepped forward, snatched the broom in An Guo's hand, mobilized the vitality in his body, and threw it out!

The broom made a cracking sound and disappeared into the woods in the distance.

"Didn't you hear what Daddy said? Why has our family been here for more than 100 years, more than 100 years?"

An Ling shouted excitedly, and as if he was puzzled, he snatched the broom in the hands of Lan Ao and Lan Ying, and threw it out as well!

"Spirit, Spirit"

Anguo sobbed her lips, and for a long time, as if she couldn't restrain herself, she squatted on the ground and wiped her tears silently.

"Aunt Ying, you say, why? Why did they do this to us!"

An Ling saw An Guo's appearance and continued distressedly.

Lan Ying is the same age as An Guo and one year older than Lan Ao.

Hearing An Ling's question, she stepped forward to hug An Ling, and said in a calm voice: "Ling'er, don't do this, this is the only thing our family can do here!"

"Heh, heh......" An Ling's voice trembled, she broke free from Lan Ying's embrace, raised her head and looked at her and said, "Why?"

"That's it, why!" Lan Ao clenched his fists and echoed.

"Grandpa said, there is no why, just because our surname is Blue. ”

Girls may be sensible earlier than boys, Lan Ying turned her head to the side as she spoke, no longer looking at An Ling's eyes.

"Aunt Ying, as far as you talk, you can endure anything, a pair of leather boots are reluctant to wear, you almost have to provide it!"

An Ling turned around and faced Lan Ying and continued, "Look at your fingers, your feet...... Woohoo......"

An Ling cried and couldn't go on.

Thinking of her previous life, her family was so difficult, and she didn't say that she was reluctant to wear shoes!

No matter how difficult it is for herself, her daughter Jiajia has always had a few pairs of all kinds of small leather boots since she was a child!

The mountain wind blew and went away with a cry.

A few children sat in a daze in the huge square.

"Ling'er, did that saint say anything to you when he left?"

An Guo said to An Ling with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

"I told my dad all these things, and he didn't say anything!"

An Ling didn't want to think of that person anymore! Because now Peach Blossom Eye is a bad person and an enemy in her heart!

She said hatefully, and continued for a long time: "I gave all the things left by the man in white to my mother, and he also said that grandpa was fine, but grandpa still left!"

Lan Ying opened her mouth at this time and said, "The third aunt said that grandpa doesn't take medicine, he doesn't eat or drink and just lies down until his father comes back." ”

"Grandpa broke his heart by himself!" An Guo said at this time, looking up at the three of them.

An Ling looked at An Guo with wide eyes, wanting to see something from his face!

Yes, with the improvement of cultivation, the longevity of the monk has increased!

Unless it is congenital insufficiency, hidden disease, injury, accidental death, etc., it is difficult to get sick!

Grandpa is a master of the Yuan infancy, although the cultivation is retreating, and the person looks old, but it is not the end of the longevity!

She remembered that before her grandfather fell into a coma, she heard the news of the old emperor's death!

She got it!

However, what kind of feelings, what kind of feelings, can make a person sacrifice his life for righteousness......

She didn't understand again, and she was silent......