Although Yuan Ying was silent, she was still indignant in her heart. Xia Yuqian glanced at Feng Chen, glanced at him, and then gently patted the back of Yuan Ying's hand, hoping that she could change her mood.

However, Yuan Ying couldn't extricate herself, what was her mother fighting for her life with the Divine Mansion for, and Xiao Han from the Red Square Dark Market who participated in it is now here, which makes her very stimulated.

They all knew the secret, but she didn't know it, and her Fengchen brother seemed to want to hide it from her forever. Thinking of this, she couldn't hold her breath any longer, she turned to the coachman and shouted, "Stop, stop, I'm going down." ”

The driver hurriedly stopped the car slowly, and Yuanying jumped out of the car. This is a newly built post road, which can pass two horse carts side by side, and it is the middle road in the middle of the 'three horizontal' trunk roads newly built by the Black Mule Legion.

Xia Yuqian and Feng Chen also jumped out of the car, and Yuan Ying had already stepped over the hay trench on the side of the road and walked towards a small hill to the south. When she got closer, she realized that the hill was a cemetery, and there was a stone monument on the top of each of the graves.

Most of the graves are pressed with yellow paper, and some of them have some offerings, and the new soil on the graves seems to have been newly added.

Yuanying felt inexplicably sad in her heart, today is the Winter Clothes Festival, she is far away in Wuguo, and she can't go to her parents' graves to pick up a handful of loess, press a few yellow mounted papers, and ask for warmth and condolences.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ying burst into tears, she simply sat on the slope of the mountain, hiding her face and crying. Xia Yuqian and Fengchen walked to her side, and when they looked down again, they were also very sad.

Fengchen's parents were killed in the war more than ten years ago, and he rarely visited his parents' graves for so many years. He looked at the piles of earth graves in front of him, small and ugly, but there was no shortage of new soil pressed paper, which were all the thoughts and condolences of his relatives.

In fact, every time the Winter Clothes Festival, that is, the Yin Festival, comes, Fengchen has to have a few days of inexplicable sadness, but he always lets himself get rid of that mood in his busyness. However, today there is really no escape from the unbearable weight of this life.

Xia Yuqian also sat next to Yuan Ying, and then dragged the maple dust down, so the three of them sat together between the graves on the hillside.

Xia Yuqian touched Yuan Ying with her elbow, Yuan Ying stopped sobbing, raised her head, and looked around with them. Mountains to the west, wilderness to the north and east, the sky is high, smoke rises from nearby cottages, and the sun is already low in the sky on the left.

"Heaven and earth are so big, but people are born so small, not to mention that life is impermanent, life and death are unpredictable. Feng Chen sighed.

"When I think of my loved ones who have died, I am very sad. Yuan Ying covered her chest with her right hand, her eyes desolate.

"Well, not to mention that today is still the Festival of the Underworld, which is sad and sad. Feng Chen hurriedly agreed.

"It is said that people die in the earth for peace, I think this is only to settle the body after death, and it is not possible to know whether the soul of the person is settled, otherwise how can we living people be inexplicably miserable and sad. Yuan Ying said.

"If it weren't for the existence of the Heavenly Separation and the Burning Ghosts, and if it weren't for the fact that I witnessed Jiang Lan'er and Xiaohua's soul exchange, I wouldn't have believed that a person's body and soul could be separated. Mapledust's tone was still incredulous.

"Jiang Lan'er and Xiaohua's soul exchange is an extremely rare thing, but the matter of heaven separation and ghost burning is terrifying. I would never want to step out of the world and face the Burning Ghosts. Because, I don't think those should exist, and Emperor Yanluo should have completely eliminated the Burning Ghost in the first place, instead of using the heavens as the realm of the Xuan Netherworld, leaving endless troubles behind. Yuan Ying changed her grievances and resentment just now, and she was resolute at this moment.

"Yes, in contrast, a short and impermanent life, whether rich or poor, is incomparably beautiful. Who would want to step out of the world and face the burning ghosts. As the saying goes, people have a cycle of life and death, but everyone wants to be reincarnated in the best form of life. Is that so, what do you think, what are you thinking, Yuqian?" Feng Chen looked at Xia Yuqian, who was sitting between Yuan Ying and him without saying a word, and finally asked.

Xia Yuqian sat between the two of them, listening to their eloquent conversation, she also felt a lot of emotion, but in front of Yuanying, she couldn't talk about her past, otherwise, she could tell many stories of personal experience.

Xia Yuqian glanced at Feng Chen, his bright eyes always made her feel peaceful and happy. She replied, "Yes, you said it very well, everyone wants to be reincarnated in the best form of life, but I am afraid that the heavens will not fulfill people's wishes, and things will not fulfill people's hearts." If the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, can people help the heavens, and if things do not fulfill people's hearts, people will have disputes. As for the Burning Demons, it was used by the Enma clan to deal with the Terrans in the Enma era, and it was a legacy of the previous generation, and it should indeed be completely eliminated. ”

Xia Yuqian stood up after speaking, looked at the two of them left and right, and said, "It's getting late, let's go back quickly." ”

Fengchen also stood up, dragged Yuan Ying up, and the three of them walked down together. They sat back in the carriage, and the coachman whipped the horse, and soon returned to the sunset tower of Shiming City.

Yin Shi and Mu Zixin were sitting at the dining table, waiting for them to come back and have dinner together, and it seemed that the two of them were also talking about something.

Yuan Ying walked to Yin Shi's side and sat down, Yin Shi looked at her twice, and asked with concern: "Why did you come back so late, and what accidents did you encounter on the way?"

"There weren't any accidents, but we sat down for a while on the way and chatted casually. Yuan Ying replied casually.

When Fengchen and Xia Yuqian sat down, Lu Jing had already set up the hot dinner, and Yuan Ying finished eating it quickly, and without waiting for Yin Shi, she went back to the room alone.

Fengchen still sat with Yin Shi, drinking and eating food, chatting casually.

"Sister Xiaoqian, where have you been sitting, are you going to go wild?" asked Mu Zixin, she had finished her meal too, but she didn't plan to leave yet.

"Well, almost, a bit of a wild tour, but it's just a small hill bag, and it's all over the graves. Xia Yuqian replied while eating.

"Then what are you talking about?" asked Mu Zixin curiously.

"Isn't it the Hades Festival today, everyone is sad for their deceased relatives, so it's just to relieve their sadness. Xia Yuqian said casually.

When Yin Shi heard this, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, waved his hand to Feng Chen, and left the dining table and went upstairs.

He pushed Yuan Ying's room open, she had finished bathing, and was half-lying on the bed, wiping the bracelet her mother had left her through Xia Yuqian by the light.

Yin Shi walked up to her, stroked her cheek with his hand, and asked, "Have you cried?"

"Hmm!" Yuan Ying agreed, and nodded again.

"Your parents at least have graves for you to pay their respects to, and our Jin Dynasty was beheaded and burned by your Xuanwu Tomb Mansion except for me. You say, how can I get rid of the grief in my heart?" Yin Shi asked, his gaze like a torch.

It was the first time for Yuan Ying to see him like this, and she was at a loss. Yin Shi took the bracelet from her hand, put it on the table, reached out to extinguish the light, and pressed it against her.

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