At the entrance of the small alley outside the front door of the security hall, more than a dozen military vehicles lined up one after another.

Licograss lay peacefully in a coffin made of the door panel outside the pharmacy, and Cheng Junjie, Ye Zixin and Su Man, wearing filial piety, silently followed the soldiers who suddenly came out of nowhere.

On the afternoon of the third day of drinking the champion red, the licocalyptus was watching Cheng Junjie practice calligraphy, talking and talking, and suddenly there was no sound.

Cheng Junjie watched with his own eyes that the meridian qi in his master's body diffused from all over his body in a volatile state, and even if there were tens of millions of silver needles on his body, he could not stop the loss of life at all.

A colonel officer commanded the soldiers to put the body of the car, which was covered with a military flag, and then ran back to salute Cheng Junjie, saying, "According to Mr. Gan's last wishes, he hopes that you will keep his ashes after cremation." This letter was sent to me by Mr. Gan before leaving, and I asked me to pass it on to you at this time. ”

Cheng Junjie took the envelope and looked at the words "My disciple opened it personally", his mouth couldn't help but have a salty taste, his whole throat was clogged, and his chest was stuffy. I can't tell the feeling in my heart, but the tears seem to be dry, and I can't cry at all.

If Cheng Junjie guessed correctly, the letter was probably written by Gan Herb on the afternoon of the day he went to the teacher certification interview.

Licograss has no offspring. Cheng Junjie, as his only heir, sat in the car with the two girls, and more than a dozen military vehicles drove out of the small village.

Ye Zixin sat beside Cheng Junjie, holding his hand tightly, her eyes were bloodshot, and she felt indescribably distressed for Cheng Junjie. Sometimes, not being able to cry makes people worry.

"Applejack, you roar twice." Ye Zixin persuaded softly, but Cheng Junjie shook his head slightly, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Can't roar." ”

Su Man wiped his tears with red eyes, and snorted: "Cheng Junjie, cry out, otherwise it will hurt your body." ”

Cheng Junjie took a deep breath, leaned on the car seat, the corners of his mouth bent up slightly, and his eyes were full of sadness, but the tears were only slightly full, but they immediately retreated. He didn't cry or laugh, and said, "I can't cry." ”

The car drove for hours until it reached the beach.

On the beach, a large makeshift crematorium has been erected.

Cheng Junjie got out of the car, and saw a man in his 40s in a straight suit, slightly fat, but giving people an unusually capable feeling, walking towards him.

"Hello, my name is Li Ming, and you are Mr. Gan's apprentice Cheng Junjie, right?"

"Yes."

Cheng Junjie shook hands with the man, and then heard him ask, "Are you interested in coming to the government unit to do things?" Our leaders want you to be his health care practitioner. ”

Cheng Junjie finally recognized the man in front of him.

If it was usual, he would definitely answer the words of the governor's secretary with sincerity, but today, he no longer has that kind of emotion.

Cheng Junjie sighed and refused in a light tone: "Forget it, my master may not want me to do this." ”

Li Ming frowned slightly, then fell silent and stopped talking.

The fire was raging, and soon it burned in a pile of dry wood.

Licograss doesn't like to use machines to solve problems, and such a burning method is also what he explained before his death.

The fire burned for more than 2 hours, and Cheng Junjie also stood motionless for more than 2 hours.

When the fire was removed, the sea breeze blew, and many of the burnt remains of the licograss fell into the sea with the wind. The remaining large bones were put into an urn.

After wrapping the box, the colonel handed it back to Cheng Junjie's hand with a heavy face, and said, "Mr. Gan has instructed you to find an interesting way to dispose of his ashes." ”

"Interesting way?" Cheng Junjie actually laughed.

cremated by the sea, but did not say that Cheng Junjie would scatter his ashes to the sea, but asked him to think of an interesting way.

Cheng Junjie held the urn and muttered, "You have to be humorous until you die, Master, or I'll put you in that little wine jug......"

After the cremation was over, the soldiers who had completed the mission began to retreat.

Before leaving, the colonel gave Cheng Junjie a phone number and said, "Mr. Gan is our chief's own person, and if you are his apprentice, then he is also our person." If you need help, just give me this call. As long as we don't leave the country, most of the things our chief has a way to solve. ”

Cheng Junjie accepted the note, nodded but did not speak. The colonel patted Cheng Junjie on the shoulder, said take care and left with a dozen military vehicles.

As soon as the soldiers left, Li Ming walked to Cheng Junjie's side, took out a business card and handed it to him, and said, "Mr. Gan has already told us about you." If you are wronged in the future, call me, in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, I still have some solutions. ”

After speaking, Li Ming, like the colonel, patted Cheng Junjie on the shoulder, turned around and returned to his car.

The funeral people left early, and Cheng Junjie didn't have any feeling of blaming others in his heart. These two people are obviously not the kind of small characters who can spend time with Cheng Junjie all the way to deal with the aftermath of the licorice, and they can come from Jingnan City and Jinghua City, which is already very face-saving for the licocalyptus.

After the two groups of people left, only Cheng Junjie and three people were left on the beach.

Fishermen in the vicinity have already begun to dismantle what was left behind in the makeshift crematorium. Cheng Junjie held the urn and stood stupidly for a while before turning to Ye Zixin and Su Man and said, "Let's go." ”

Ye Zixin asked, "Where to go?" ”

Cheng Junjie thought for a while and said, "Let's go back to Master's house first." ”

By the time the car drove back, it was already dark.

After entering the house, Ye Zixin and Su Man went to make dinner. Cheng Junjie sat alone in the bedroom of the licocalypt, without turning on the light, but he could see the words on the letter in his hand clearly.

The content of the letter is very short, just three words.

"On your own."

Cheng Junjie pursed his lips, looked at the urn beside him and whispered, "Master, you did it on purpose." Let such a big official come out and show his face, and then teach me to rely on myself. You're really ...... Scold...... Hehehehehe......"

Cheng Junjie shook his head and folded the letter neatly and put it in his backpack.

Walking to the yard with the urn, Cheng Junjie looked left and right, as if he was picking something, and picked it for a long time, and finally selected an empty flower pot from a corner full of broken crockpots.

After digging out a little soil from other potted plants and filling the empty pots, Cheng Junjie opened the urn, picked up some with both hands, and scattered the ashes of licograss on it little by little.

"All things are born in the soil, and all things grow in the soil......"

Cheng Junjie read softly, and before he knew it, his face was already wet.

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