"You really killed him with five thunder palms?" Wang Baoyu asked dissatisfiedly.

"Baoyu, why do you look at me like that?" Zhuge Liang was first surprised, and then very displeased.

"So what are you doing sneaking around? Sir, I respect your character the most on weekdays, and if you really do these dirty things, don't blame me for breaking off with you! ”

There were eyes and ears all around, Zhuge Liang wanted to explain but didn't have a chance, so he had to say, "It's not appropriate to say more about this matter here, wait until the post house to discuss it." ”

Unconsciously, it was the second half of the night, everyone was very tired, but no one was willing to leave, and Xiao Qiao, who had woken up, stayed in front of the spirit again. Everyone stood quietly with their hands tied, and they all wanted to accompany Zhou Yu on the last journey at the last moment.

"Red lotus fragrance remnants jade autumn, lightly relieve Luo Shang, go to the Lanzhou alone......" Xiao Qiao hung his head and sang the song "Full Moon in the West Building" mournfully, and the hoarse singing immediately spread throughout the courtyard, and many people shed tears when they heard it.

Wang Baoyu's eyes moistened again, and in a trance, he suddenly saw an old man walking slowly into the courtyard, with a smile on his face.

There is still such a filial piety, can you use debauchery as an excuse if you have a little ability? Wang Baoyu looked disdainful, and when the old man got closer, he found that it was an acquaintance.

Yu Ji! Why did he come too? Wang Baoyu just wanted to say hello, but suddenly found that the people around him, crying when they should cry, Zhang Luo who should be Zhang Luo, as if they didn't see Yu Ji.

Yu Ji nodded at Wang Baoyu, and suddenly stepped forward and lifted the lid of the coffin. Wang Baoyu was startled, and didn't know what Yu Ji wanted to do, but the strange thing was that the coffin lid didn't make a sound when it landed, and the rest of the people were listless, and they didn't react.

But the next scene made Wang Baoyu even more shocked, only to see Zhou Yu in the coffin sit up slowly, take a deep breath, and jump out of it numbly! is still so suave and majestic.

Yu Ji nodded at Wang Baoyu again, didn't speak, turned around and left. Zhou Yu followed step by step, refreshed and relaxed, with light steps, as if no one had walked out of the courtyard, and no one looked at it, and disappeared into the night.

Hey, where are you going? Wang Baoyu was stunned for a while, and couldn't help shouting in the back.

"Brother!" There was a soft shout in his ears, Wang Baoyu shuddered, and then he realized that he was so tired that he actually fell asleep standing up, and the hallucination just now was just a beautiful dream.

It was already dawn, it was the day of mourning, Zhou Yu's coffin was carried up by a group of strong men, walked through the streets and alleys, and went straight to the river.

The group followed behind, seeing off Zhou Yu, and the paper money flying in the sky fell all over the streets. On a hill by the river, a huge tomb has been excavated, up to 100 meters deep, Zhou Yu was buried in, and the stone monument erected in front of the tomb is also dozens of meters high, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Opposite Zhou Yu is another large tomb, called Qianying Tomb, where those Cao soldiers who were drowned by Zhou Yu were buried together.

When Zhou Yu was dying, he had a last word, not to mourn, his two sons and a daughter, bid farewell to their mother, returned to Jiangdong Chaisang, while Xiao Qiao and Da Qiao were ready to go to Yiling with Wang Baoyu.

Zhou Yu's funeral was busy, it was already afternoon, Wang Baoyu came to the post house to sleep for a while, and when night fell, he found Zhuge Liang, who was also resting in the post house.

Now that they met, Wang Baoyu believed that Zhuge Liang must have something to say to him, otherwise, with his character, he would definitely not stay here.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhuge Liang was not very happy, just glanced at Wang Baoyu, and then read his book. Wang Baoyu is not happy either, anyway, you have secretly done something unseemly, maybe you will curse Zhou Yu forever.

The two of them didn't pay attention to anyone, Wang Baoyu shook his feet with Erlang's legs, and the chair under his buttocks made a squeaky sound, Zhuge Liang really couldn't read the book, so he handed it to Wang Baoyu, pointed to one place and said: "Baoyu, you see!" ”

It is the book "Qimen Dunjia", where Zhuge Liang fingers, is the record of "Five Thunders Ascending Cactus". The content of this secret method is that drawing a talisman in the palm of your hand and hitting the coffin of the deceased can cause the soul of the deceased to gather in one place and ascend to the fairy world.

Of course, in Wang Baoyu's view, this is pure nonsense. However, it shows that Zhuge Liang slapped Zhou Yu's coffin, not as malicious as the legend, but really wanted to help Zhou Yu get rid of him.

"Hey, sir, it's me who is wrong, and I blame you." Wang Baoyu smiled apologetically.

"Alas, Zhou Yu and I are just our own masters, otherwise, he and I will definitely be able to become confidants. Zhou Yu was my fierce rival when he was alive, and now that he is dead, I am willing to help him. Zhuge Liang said from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Baoyu nodded, and asked again: "Sir, our relationship is not a day or two. As for me, I know you well, you must not have come to Baqiu just to pay tribute to Zhou Yu! ”

"Baoyu is really discerning, it is true to pay tribute to Zhou Yu, and it is also true that there are other pictures." Zhuge Lian nodded with a smile.

"I'm looking for Pang Tong!" Wang Baoyu said.

Zhuge Liang nodded and said: "Pang Tong's great talent, rare in the world, when Zhou Yu is here, he will never vote for others, but now is a good time." ”

"As far as I know, Pang Tong is in charge of Baqiu's affairs, can he take it lightly?" Wang Baoyu said worriedly.

"Zhou Yu was originally Baqiu Taishou, trusted Pang Tong, and entrusted all the affairs of a county to him, and now that Zhou Yu is dead, Baqiu Taishou should be Gan Ning, and the two of them will have a gap." Zhuge Liang analyzed.

Pang Tong entered Xichuan and died in Luofengpo, remembering that Pang Tong had let him go, although Wang Baoyu did not break it, he still said bluntly: "Sir, according to my calculations, Pang Tong is going to follow Liu Bei." However, talent can't be displayed, rather than letting the family live in a nest for the rest of his life, it is better to let him fend for himself, so I advise you to break this idea. ”

"The new business of the lord is decided, it is the time to employ people, and I will take this person." Zhuge Liang didn't listen to Wang Baoyu, and his attitude was very resolute.

"It's not easy for me to see, Pang Tong's prejudice against you is not small."

"Zhou Yu and I can both be confidants, as long as we treat each other sincerely, Pang Tong will definitely believe me."

"Well, even if you are confident, I can't care so much. By the way, how has Liu Bei been treating you lately? Wang Baoyu asked.

"I was suspicious before, but after the attack on Nanjun, it has recovered as before." Zhuge Liang said, "I'm fine, it's just that if you go like this for a long time, you will definitely cause trouble." ”

"I'm honestly staying in Yiling, who is going to provoke whom?" Wang Baoyu was immediately unhappy, and his voice couldn't help but raise an octave.