Chapter 293: The Years Are Good (Finale)
"I've heard that! Jin family! Not anymore! β
"Not really! The night before yesterday there was lightning and thunder! The entire Jin family was ruined by this thunder and lightning! β
"Alasβwhat a sin!"
"I heard that the daughter of the Jin family died before, which affected the entire Jin family!"
"Really?!"
"I also heard that everyone in the Jin family can see gods and ghosts, and the girl before also died in the hands of evil things, which led to the destruction of the door!"
"Phew! The son is silent, and the power is confused! What are you talking about! The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes! The passer-by pushed another passer-by, feeling that what he said was getting more and more outrageous.
"Oops! I've heard from people too! How can I be blamed for this? I'm not talking nonsense! The man dissatisfied.
"How can there be gods and ghosts in this world! The people who say these things to you are also pumping their brains! β
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The little Taoist priest stood aside, silently listening to their discussion, for a long time, he couldn't listen anymore, and he didn't want to interrupt, so he looked up at the sky and emptied his thoughts.
"Xingzhu ......," the little Taoist priest muttered.
"Hey, yes, yes! The little daughter of the Jin family is called Xingzhu! Alas? Little Taoist, do you know them? β
The passers-by around all their eyes paid attention to the little Taoist priest and looked at him expectantly.
The little Taoist priest was slightly stunned, then he reacted and nodded silently.
When the man received the Taoist priest's confirmed answer, he immediately became proud, as if he knew it himself.
"Look! What do I say! These things are better to believe than to believe that they are not! Just look at this little Taoist priest, who can mix with Taoist priests! β
As soon as this person's words came out, everyone believed it, and unconsciously began to talk about it.
"Donor, that's a mistake." The little priest felt that he had to do something.
"The Jin family is not as mysterious as the donor's mouth, I am with the Jin family, but I am just a relative, and the youngest daughter of the Jin family, Jin Xingzhu, is just a childhood friend with me."
The little Taoist priest thought that after this explanation, everyone would stop for a while, but what he never expected was that everyone became even more excited, and in an instant, thousands of questions began to linger in the ears of the little Taoist.
"What are you all doing!" Shen Phantom suddenly appeared and roared at everyone.
As soon as everyone saw that it was Shen Huanling, a character they couldn't mess with, they closed their mouths and dispersed.
"Thank you." The little Taoist priest thanked Shen Huanling.
"You're welcome." Shen Huanling waved his hand.
"I don't know what happened when the young master of the Shen family came here?" The little Taoist priest asked, he really didn't know what else was worth his nostalgia in this Jin family.
Shen Huanling looked at the black ruins, and for a while, bitterness welled up in his heart, and the corners of his mouth trembled with excitement, unable to speak.
Seeing that Shen Huanling was silent, the little Taoist priest once again said, "Since the little son of the Shen family is fine, then I will leave." With that, the little Taoist priest turned around and left.
"You wait!" Shen Phantom Ling suddenly spoke.
The little Taoist priest turned around and looked at Shen Huanling suspiciously.
"Little Taoist, what if...... If you don't have a place to go, the Shen family is always ready to welcome you! Shen Huanling did not have the hippie smile of the past, but was replaced by pain.
'Xingzhu, that's all I can do for you. β
The little Taoist priest was slightly stunned, and then said in surprise, "You know everything? β
Shen Huanling softened his face and said, "Although I have been abroad since I was a child, I still know the gossip at home. β
The word "gossip" broke the gloom of the atmosphere, and both of them laughed.
"Thank you Shen Xiaogongzi, since I am a Taoist priest, I have a family." After thanking the little Taoist, he turned to leave.
Shen Huanling watched the back of the little Taoist disappear before he withdrew his gaze and turned to the black ruins.
"Is the Jin family of the past just gone?"
On the empty road, a girl runs barefoot with a suitcase regardless of her image.
"Wu Di! Wu Di! Wutong anxiously shouted Wu Di, who was squatting on the side of the road not far away.
When Wu Di saw Wutong, a tired smile appeared on his pale face.
"Sycamore ......" Wu Di looked at the sycamore that ran in front of him, and called softly.
"Wu Di! What you say is false! Right? You're lying to me! You're lying to me! Wutong never believed Wu Di's words, a life, how could it be said that it would be gone? Impossible, this must be impossible!
"Sycamore, bamboo, it's really gone." Wu Di tugged at his dry lips and said again weakly.
Wutong was stunned, she felt that her whole body was numb, her heart was cold with fear, and the strength in her body seemed to be taken away, and she fell to the ground.
"When we settle down with Bamboo, let's go see her again." Wu Di reached out and held Wutong's cold hand, comforting him with unusually calmness.
Sycamore couldn't hold back any longer, and kept crying, just tears.
Wu Di watched silently.
"Bamboo has always been afraid of insects, and we are afraid of the dark, so we thought - we can't put bamboo into the dark and cold coffin, think about it, or think it's better to be cremated, so that there will be no small insects to bother her, by the way, bamboo is also very fond of eating, she really doesn't pick anything, hehe-then when we go to see her every year in the future, bring more of her favorite food, let her eat enough at one time, and also, she ...... bamboo"
"Enough!" Wutong couldn't listen anymore, stopped it painfully, hugged his head and cried.
Wu Di looked at Wutong, she was so envious, she was so envious that Wutong could cry and release her emotions, but she had lost all her consciousness and emotions.
The funeral came as scheduled, and everything went smoothly, but God was not beautiful, or God was crying sadly.
That day, it rained heavily.
Five years later.
"Grandpa, what are you looking for me?" Shen Meiling is now the master of the Shen family, and on this day, his grandfather suddenly came to him, which made him a little worried.
"Phantom Spirit, although the master of the Shen family is not good, but. You don't have to be so tense, grandpa has nothing to do with you today, he just wants you to relax and relax. Grandpa Shen said with a smile.
"Relax?" Shen Meiling was stunned, he didn't know what grandpa meant.
"Go see Xingzhu, you haven't been to see her since she was buried." Grandpa Shen couldn't bear to see his grandson in such pain.
Shen Meiling turned her face away, and said a little angrily, "She's not dead!" β
"Phantom, it's time to come out." Grandpa Shen sighed distressedly.
How could he not know the thoughts of his grandson? He could always see that Shen Meiling liked Jin Xingzhu very much, but he couldn't express himself, so he could only look at him coldly.
"Grandpa! Xingzhu, she didn't die! She's always there! Shen Meiling felt very irritable, and left angrily after speaking.
It was the first time he hadn't controlled his emotions, and he couldn't listen to such words.
Since the Jin family disappeared, the Qing family has also lived in seclusion.
"Brother! How old are you! It's time to get me a sister-in-law! Qingfeng chased Qing Shui's ass and kept chattering about Qing Shui.
Qing Shui listened impatiently, since they went into hiding, they had a lot of leisure, which gave Qingfeng the opportunity to talk every day.
It's ridiculous to say that Jin Xingzhu has the relationship of the Qing family in his body, which may be the reason for the night death, so he let Qingfeng avoid the sacrifice.
"If you say one more word, I'll leave!" Qing Shui threatened impatiently.
"Don't, Wu Di will come to our house soon, if you leave, how boring it will be for the family to be alone?" Qingfeng smiled evilly.
"Wu Di is coming? How did I not know? Qing Shui was a little angry and self-made.
"Do you want to care? People are here to play with me, what's in your way? Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, deliberately accusing Qing Shui of domineering.
Qing Shui helplessly held his forehead and said, "Then you guys have fun, I have other things, so I'll leave first." β
"Oops! You wait! What to go, what to go! Adults will come right away! When you're gone, who will greet you? Qingfeng quickly pulled the clear water.
In the past five years, Ye Di has come back once a year, and today, it happens to be Jin Xingzhu's death day, so he has to come back.
Qing Shui had no choice but to do it.
"Brother, it's time for you to let go, it's been five years."
Qingfeng has always known that Qing Shui still can't let go, for so many years, no matter how many girlfriends Qingfeng introduced to Qing Shui, they were all rejected by Qing Shui, and a scolding was indispensable.
Shimizu didn't want to discuss the topic.
"Are you going to go together this year?" Shimizu asked.
Ye Di asked that the Qing family and the Shen family must visit Jin Xingzhu together every year, and everyone didn't understand why he made this request.
"Well, together this year."
"When will they arrive?"
"I'm coming with Wu Di, it's almost time."
As he spoke, there was a sound of footsteps approaching the backyard.
Here they are.
Although I haven't seen each other for a long time, I don't say much, and I just say a hasty greeting "You're here" when we meet.
At this time, it was the beginning of summer, the weather was hot, and there were groups of people.
Unfortunately, there was a large willow tree behind the cemetery they chose, which blocked the scorching sun.
There is a small bouquet of white wildflowers in front of the tomb, and it is not known who did it, but it is not surprising.
Wu Di and Wutong bring a large bag of snacks every year as agreed, although they were finally taken back by themselves, but they still insist on it every year.
"Why is he here?" Qing Shui saw Shen Lingling standing behind Shen Huanling, and frowned unconsciously.
Shen Huanling took off his sunglasses, looked at Shen Lingling with a tense face behind him, and said with a smile: "He has wanted to come a long time ago." β
Shen Lingling didn't dare to look at the tombstone, it turned out that in this world, there were still things that he Shen Lingling didn't dare.
"Lalala...... Lalala......" The faint singing voice wandered in the ears of everyone, and this singing voice was very cheerful.
But when the crowd heard this, they began to go crazy.
As far as the eye can see, there is a swing in the depths of the willow forest, a girl dressed in white, sitting on the swing and humming happily, and the night mourner is sitting on a big stone not far away and drinking leisurely.
The girl noticed everyone's surprised gazes, and hurriedly got up and hid in Nightfall's arms, and said timidly, "Who are they?" Why are you looking at me like that? β
Nightfall took the girl into her arms to block her vision, looked at everyone, and said with a smile, "They, they are all your friends." β
After hearing this, the girl carefully pulled the long sleeves of the night dead, revealing one eye and looking at everyone timidly.
The cicada is in my ears, and the man is right in front of me.
(Finale)