Ji Xuan'er was worried that the people of the Xu family would make things difficult for Wen Yixian, and he also wanted her to avoid it, so without waiting for Jiang Li to speak, he said to Wen Yixian: "Senior Sister Linghu, you go and wait outside." He privately called Wen Yixian "Awen", but at the moment he was worried that this title would cause the Xu family to hate Wen Yixian even more, so he called her pseudonym "Linghu", and added the polite and polite word "junior sister".

Wen Yixian knew his thoughts, saw that his tone was firm, and knew that he would deal with the rude conditions of the Xu family, and that staying here by himself would increase his psychological burden, so he nodded and said to Jiang Li: "Master Master, since it is inconvenient for the disciples to be by the side at any time, then the disciples will go outside and wait." ”

Jiang Li only nodded at this time and said, "Well, you two should go." ”

So, Wen Yixian also withdrew with Leng Chuhan.

In the room behind the curtain of the mourning hall, only Xu Sanhai, Jiang Li, Master Wuxian, Xu Fengming and Ji Xuan'er were left.

At this time, Xu Sanhai went straight to the point and introduced Master Wuxian to Jiang Li and Ji Xuan'er: "Brother Jiang, nephew Ji Xian, this Master Wuxian is the host of Haiyin Temple, and he is a high monk, I specially invited him to preside over the transcendent ceremony of the hedge. ”

Master Wuxian made a Buddha hand salute to Jiang Li and Ji Xuan'er, which was a greeting.

Jiang Li and Ji Xuan'er also returned a Buddha's hand salute.

Master Wuxian said: "Master Ji, the ** ceremony requires the birthdays of Third Sister Xu and the donor, and I bother Master Ji to write a copy to me personally." ”

As soon as Master Wuxian's words were finished, Xu Fengming brought the four treasures of the study room out of nowhere, and personally supervised them on the coffee table in front of Ji Xuan'er, as if all this had been prepared for a long time.

Ji Xuan'er glanced at the ink, paper, and inkstone, and sure enough, he picked up the pen and swayed it on the paper.

Xu Sanhai was still thinking that Ji Xuan'er was really writing his birthday, and he was willing to make some sacrifices for the sake of Xu Luh's wishes before his death, and he suddenly felt a trace of comfort in his heart, and glanced at Master Wuxian.

Master Wuxian knew what Xu Sanhai felt in his heart, and he was also relieved that his old friend could go to a heart, and felt that Ji Xuan'er, a young man, was a person with a Buddha heart, but he had no marriage with this Xu Sanjie, and he couldn't help but quietly recite "Amitabha".

After a while, Ji Xuan'er put down the pen, picked up the paper, blew from left to right, dried all the undried ink, and personally held it in front of Master Wuxian, and said: "Master forgive me, this is not my birthday, but a eulogy I wrote to Xu Sanjie, I hope that the master can convey it to Xu Sanjie in the era of transcendence." The master is a person in the empty door, so he should understand that since he has no fate in life, he should not be attached to it after death. ”

Master Wuxian took the paper in Xuan'er's hand, read what was written on it, and looked at Xu Sanhai with some embarrassment: "This ......"

Xu Sanhai didn't expect that Xuan'er would ignore the wishes of the deceased and the expectations of the deceased, so he simply rejected their request, and took the piece of paper in the hand of Master Wuxian, only to see that it was written:

Go to autumn in March and May,

This autumn is still shining on the beam.

This spring's orchid grass,

Come to spring and return to Tufang.

Sadly,

A thank you will be forever gone.

When Xu Fengming heard this, he already understood everything, walked behind Xu Sanhai, read the eulogy from beginning to end, and then shouted angrily to Ji Xuan'er: "Ji Xuan'er, why did my sister commit suicide, you know in your heart, she misses you until she dies, can't you even fulfill one of her last wishes?" Besides, she's dead! Even if I get married to you, it won't hinder you and don't spare women anymore! ”