The last handful of soil was filled into the pit. Sima Guitu's face was solemn, and he stepped forward and stretched out his hand. A half-human-high boulder loosened, slowly rose along the trajectory, and then floated in front of Sima Guitu.

Wen Jin didn't see the flow of sword light clearly, only saw countless silver rays flickering, fleeting. The boulder was cut into a cuboid with a surface that reflected the light of the sky. Sima Gui slowly pressed down with his bare hands, and the boulder also fell.

No sound. The boulder just smashed into the ground and then fell and fell with the dirt. When half of the boulder is pressed into the earth, a simple tombstone is formed. Sima Guitu sighed, which was a sigh for life and a mourning for his departed companions.

Reining in his exposed emotions, he reached out and pointed at his fingertips, his fingertips dancing with the sword, carving a mark on the tombstone. In a trance, Sima Guitu saw Jing He smiling at himself, Jing He's figure was empty, he stretched out his hand, pressed Sima Guitu's hand, and wrote down stroke by stroke

"My junior brother, our beloved friend, the pride of the Lingqing Sect - Jinghe." Sima Guitu raised his head, wanting to look at Jinghe again, to see that last look. However, Jinghe's figure was gone, everything was like a dream, and only a sigh of satisfaction echoed in his ears.

Sima Guitu bowed deeply, then stepped back and covered his face with his sleeves. The seven people present, excluding Wen Jin, Daxing Dog and Rhubarb, all had tears in their eyes, and the most emotional Sima Ling had even sobbed.

Because Jinghe's bones are gone, buried under the tombstone is the life plate kept here by Sima Guitu. This set of burial ceremonies can be called simple, but a few people present did not think so, and their eyes showed solemnity and sadness.

Wen Jin didn't know Jing He and didn't understand the feeling of losing his best friend, but it didn't affect his respect for this emotion. He just thinks that in such a scene, they should all be dressed in black and holding black umbrellas...... Maybe a light rain would be good.

Maybe I'm still a little bit different from this era, he laughed at himself in his heart. The sad atmosphere spread, but it stopped at the big star dog. There was no pathos in its eyes, and there was not much left of this feeling under the washes of time.

There was only a hint of nostalgia in the depths of its sun and moon eyes, nostalgia for its former friends, for its companions who called it the Great Star...... But that's all, emotions are cherished in the passage of time, but they are accumulated in the bottom of the heart, and it is difficult to express them on the surface.

It sighed and turned to face Wen Jin. "It's time to go." A sentence appeared out of thin air in Wen Jin's mind, rising from his heart, and he suddenly understood that it was the big star dog talking to him.

"Wait, it's not good to say goodbye." Wen Jin opened his mouth and said softly. The big star dog glanced at him with the sun and moon eyes, and replied indifferently, "A bag of star food." "Half a bag." "Deal." The big star dog jumps vertically, jumps to the periphery, and lies on the ground with his legs crossed.

The seven stood in front of Jinghe's tomb for a long time until their tears dried up. The dead are gone, the living should be like this, silent mourning cannot last forever, we are still living in the world of the living, then, with the deceased, live together.

Sima Guitu let out a long sigh, passed through the rest of the people who were still immersed in the afterglow of sorrow, and walked in front of Wen Jin. He clasped his hands into fists and said to Wen Jin sincerely, "Thank you for taking the time to participate in our humble ceremony. ”

"We will hold a grander burial ceremony for Jinghe in Lingqing Sect, but ...... Jinghe has never liked red tape, and I wonder if his spirit in the sky will agree...... Perhaps such a simple way, with a few familiar friends, was the most satisfying farewell for him. ”

Wen Jin sighed, "Mourning." Sima Guitu nodded, he didn't see any sadness in Wen Jin's eyes, but he was not surprised, not to mention that he and Jinghe didn't know each other, such predecessors were all old monsters who had lived for an unknown number of years, and had witnessed countless life and death partings, and they had already looked down on such a scene.

Being able to say a word of condolences is already an expression of enough kindness. Feeling a little ashamed of calling his predecessors an old monster, Sima Guitu sighed and said, "Maybe the predecessors have been relieved of these things of life and death, but for us, this is the death of our friends for decades, and it is also the passing of a memorable time between us......"

In the future, there will never be a smiling Jinghe again...... Look at me, I'm a little sentimental when I talk about it, you're probably bored, senior. He laughed self-deprecatingly, and then his face turned solemn.

"Then let's talk about business, I, on behalf of the Lingqing Sect, formally invite you to visit the Lingqing Sect, which is a request and a thanks." He looked directly into Wen Jin's eyes, at this time, he represented the face of Lingqing Sect, and naturally he would not show timidity.

"Nope." Wen Jin spit out a word, knowing in his heart that as a senior, he can't hesitate or retreat now. When Sima Guitu's face showed disappointment, Wen Jin's face softened, and he said, "I don't have time now, but if I have the opportunity, I will go to Lingqing Sect to talk about it." ”

Sima Guitu's eyes were happy, and he said respectfully, "Obey your wishes." "Wen Jin's commitment represents a very high level of seniors who have a connection with the Lingqing Sect. So if this connection gradually deepens, will the Lingqing Sect finally have an immortal in the Transformation Stage as a backing?

He didn't forget that this senior had the Big Star Dog as a pet beast, and the Big Star Dog was also a strong man in the Transformation Period! Suddenly there was a cause and effect with two strong men who had never dared to think of it before, which made Sima Guitu feel dizzy.

Even, if he communicates more with his predecessors in private and has a close connection, then is he equivalent to having two powerhouses in the Transformation Stage as backers? Sima Guitu suddenly felt that the future was full of brightness.

This diluted the sadness caused by Jinghe's death, and of course, there was still a trace of haunting in my heart. Sima Guitu didn't dare to say more, bowed, and retreated to the six. I don't know what he said to the rest of the group, but there was a burst of jubilant laughter from the crowd.

The gloomy clouds surrounding everyone's heads finally dissipated, Sima Ling wiped his eyes, and finally burst out laughing. The laughter is the most infectious, Wen Jin grinned, the big star dog in the distance bared his teeth, and the rhubarb stuck out his tongue, circling around Wen Jin frantically.

Wen Jin looked at the eight people gathered in a group, smiled and shook his head. Wait, eight? Wen Jin looked carefully and found that there was a phantom, joined by seven people, laughing together, the laughter was so comfortable, so happy, laughing.

Wen Jin wiped his eyes, and when he looked again, the phantom had disappeared.

Perhaps, that is Jinghe.

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I'm not going to be an immortal

I'm not going to be an immortal