After a night of driving, the next morning, Su Can and others appeared again in front of the Three Peerless Nunnery of Mount Emei. Qiu Shuang, Wushuang, Hong Jiu and others had already gotten the news and went out together. Only the monkey Ah Huang knew that Su Can was too unkind to him, so he avoided it far away and didn't dare to move forward.

Hong Ziyun and Lan Duxue are also here. Hong Ziyun came over to take care of her father Hong Jiu, while Lan Duxue came to guard Mo Xiaohan's spirit.

In the cold wind of late autumn, the blue twilight snow was covered in pear blossoms and rain, and her face was full of sadness and pity.

"Brother Su......." Twilight screamed, tears in her eyes, and the rest of the words could not be spoken. She rushed to Mount Emei on the afternoon of Mo Xiaohan's death, not only heartbroken by Mo Xiaohan's sudden departure, but also worried about the consequences of Su Can's trip to Zhongnan Mountain.

Su Can put down the cold jade bed in his hand, and comforted him in a harmonious voice: "It's okay Xue'er, I have already killed Quanzhen Qiyin and avenged Elder Mo." ”

"But ......, Uncle Mo will never come back." Lan Duxue wiped a handful of tears, and her eyes swept over He Qingzhi's face with resentment. Obviously, for Mo Xiaohan's death, Lan Duxue also had a grudge against He Qingzhi in her heart.

"Cher, it's me who is bad. I shouldn't have pestered Sister Hua to come to the ...... of Mount Emei, if it weren't for protecting me, Uncle Mo wouldn't have died, and Sister Hua and Elder Hong wouldn't have been injured......" He Qingzhi was very kind, and naturally understood the resentment in Lan Duxue's eyes, so she took the initiative to ask for guilt and bear the responsibility for this loss.

Of course, these words are also He Qingzhi's heart. When Mo Xiaohan was alive. Although he disrespects Su Can for the elderly, he even plays a little trick to fool this gang leader. But for He Qingzhi, Mo Xiaohan has one hundred and twenty points of respect, opening his mouth and closing his mouth to help the master's wife, never the slightest contempt, caring and caring, showing the style of the elderly. Therefore, He Qingzhi's heart also felt that Mo Xiaohan was very kind. This time Mo Xiaohan died because he saved himself, and the grief and regret in He Qingzhi's heart were mixed with deep self-blame, and the degree of sadness was not under Lan Duxue.

"Life and death are fate. Wealth is in the sky. Su Can hurriedly excused He Qingzhi and said, "Quanzhen Qiyin and Dongying Ninja." They are all vicious people. Even if Qingzhi stayed at the helm of Wanzhuju at that time, these two groups of people came to the door together, our dog-fighting array might not be able to trap them, and. I'm afraid that there will be more casualties ....... All right. The dead are gone. Take care, everyone! ”

Hong Jiu walked over with the support of a beggar disciple and said, "What the gang leader said is reasonable. Everyone traveled overnight and the journey was tiring. Let's go to the nunnery and take a rest. ”

"Senior Brother Can." The two Qiu Shuang sisters stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Senior Brother Can, thank you for avenging your ancestor and regaining the ...... of the cold jade bed for the Emei faction." ”

"Hurry up!" Su Can hurriedly held his palm in the void, and used invisible spiritual power to support the two sisters Qiu Shuang, and his heart was trapped in the underground palace like that day, with the current relationship, do you still need to say these kind words? Thinking of the matter between himself and Qiu Shuang's two sisters, I don't know how to explain it to He Qingzhi in the future to achieve consummation, and my heart is entangled again.

Sure enough, when Su Can was entangled in his heart, Qiu Shuang and Wushuang saw He Qingzhi beside Su Can, and their eyes were also dim and complicated.

"Brother Su, sister-in-law Qingzhi, Sister Hua, Elder Liu...... Let's all go to the nunnery and drink tea. I have already brewed bamboo leaves, and if I don't drink it, it will be cold. Hong Ziyun stood outside the circle and shouted softly.

Su Can nodded at Hong Ziyun and said, "Don't be in a hurry to drink tea, wait for me to worship Elder Mo first." ”

Mo Xiaohan's mourning hall was not in the Sanjue Nunnery, but a huge tent was erected on a large flat land on the east side of the Sanjue Nunnery as a mourning hall.

Hua Feiying said in a low voice: "Gang leader, Elder Mo is a member of the Beggar Gang, so there is a distinction between host and guest, so it is inconvenient to set up a spiritual shed in the Three Peerless Nunnery. ”

Su Can nodded and led everyone into the spirit shed.

Mo Xiaohan's portrait was placed on the incense case, still with that hippie smiling face.

Su Can sighed in his heart, took the three sticks of incense from the disciples beside him, bowed three times, inserted incense on the incense burner, and stepped aside.

Lan Duxue behind her, seeing that Su Can did not kneel and worship, looked slightly unhappy, and rushed ahead of He Qingzhi, and bowed in front of Mo Xiaohan's portrait in front of the incense case. After three kowtows, two more lines of tears fell.

After Lan Duxue got up, He Qingzhi stepped forward with tears in her eyes, and was about to kneel down, but Su Can grabbed her arm.

"Qingzhi can't bow down! Are you ,...... now The identity is different. Su Can said, "Just bow to Elder Mo three times." "Su Can's identity is different, not because of He Qingzhi's identity as the wife of the helper. It's because Mo Xiaohan is just a mortal body, a newly dead soul less than forty-nine days old, and he can't afford to bow down to cultivators, otherwise his soul will be scattered and he will not be reincarnated. - This is what Su Can saw in an ancient Taoist book in the Almond Hall Medical Center in Tashan City, although he doesn't know whether it's true or not, but Su Can thinks it's better to be cautious.

He Qingzhi didn't know what to do, and when she heard Su Can say this, she was slightly stunned. Lan Duxue on the side couldn't hold back, and said angrily: "Yes, now Sister-in-law Qingzhi is the wife of the helper, how noble?" How can you kneel for Uncle Mo? ”

Even Hua Feiying on the side was slightly shocked, although she couldn't see the expression under her mask, but she also misunderstood Su Can's words.

He Qingzhi was about to kneel down to show her condolences, but now that she was squeezed by Lan Duxue, she no longer hesitated at the moment and bent down to kneel. Su Can was helpless, so he had to let go of his hand ....... It was misunderstood in vain, but it was impossible to explain it.

After everyone finished worshipping, Su Can walked into the Sanjue Nunnery again, mourned the Sanjue Master, and then went to the underground palace to see Mo Xiaohan's body.

In the cold underground palace, Mo Xiaohan was lying on a bed board, surrounded by chrysanthemums picked on the spot.

Su Can sighed, looked at everyone, and said, "Prepare the hearse and the crystal coffin, and transport Elder Mo's body back to Wanzhu Ju on a certain day." ”

"Don't help the master!" Hong Jiu stepped forward and said: "The gang leader doesn't know, there are gang rules in the past dynasties. As a beggar, he was his home when he was alive and a tomb when he died. This rule is valid for all the Eight Bags and Nine Bags Elders of the Beggar Gang...... Therefore, Elder Mo can only choose a cave and bury within a hundred miles of this place. ”

What the? Is there such a bullshit rule? Su Can was stunned.

Hong Jiu continued: "Therefore, the elders of the beggar gang, after they get older, will return to their hometown to care for the elderly and no longer go out. Those who don't have a family will also live in Wanzhu for a long time. Elder Mo has been working for the beggars all his life, but he didn't expect to ....... ”

Hua Feiying and a group of higher-ranking beggar gang disciples all nodded slightly to Su Can, indicating that what Hong Jiu said was correct.

No matter how awesome a beggar, he is still a beggar, a sad beggar! Mo Xiaohan called for wind and rain during his lifetime, and was famous all over the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't choose his burial place.

Su Can felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and said word by word: "I want to abolish this gang rule and bury Elder Mo in the cemetery behind Wanzhuju!" ”

"Brother Su!" Lan Duxue's bloodless face suddenly turned red, and said, "Uncle Mo was a law enforcement elder before his death, and he was like a mountain of gold, so why do you have to ruin his reputation for life?!" ”

Hua Feiying also stepped forward and said, "Gang leader, according to the gang rules, bury Elder Mo in Mount Emei." If the gang rules were broken because of him, Elder Mo's spirit under the spring would not be happy to ....... Fortunately, Mount Emei is not far from Wanzhuju, and we can come to sweep the tomb at any time. ”

After being silent for a long time, Su Can waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, let it be!" "It is difficult to disobey the public opinion, and Su Can can only compromise.

Su Can remembered that there seemed to be a feng shui record in the photo book of the last time he confiscated the thin old man without a cliff, and he took it out and looked at it, and it was indeed so. He flipped through the photo book, and it took him two hours, and finally ten miles downstream of the Xiaoai River, he personally selected a cemetery for Mo Xiaohan where Nine Dragons took water and collected the wind, and ordered everyone to excavate and build a tomb on the spot.

Before lunch, everyone buried Mo Xiaohan's body. The beggars helped the disciples to sing around the tomb, and the familiar lotus flowers fell, desolate and tragic, and the singing was long and .......

Su Can sat on the ground in front of the tomb and drank with Mo Xiaohan without saying a word. Pour a glass of wine on the ground, drink a glass of wine yourself, and not feel drunk.

He Qingzhi, Lan Duxue, Hua Feiying and others, each wept endlessly.

It wasn't until evening that Su Can got up and led everyone to the Sanjue Nunnery. Walking out of the distance, looking back at Mo Xiaohan's grave, his vision has long been blocked by weeds and trees, and only a trace of the remnant sun can be seen, and the number of points returns to the crow ....... (To be continued......)