Although Jiang Yunchan's mother Liu Mengqing and the island owner's wife Liu Mengsi are sisters, her mother died early, and the island owner's wife did not live long, when she was a teenager, Liu Mengsi also died, the bond of kinship was broken, and there was no need to move around, not to mention that Jiang Yunchan was young and had no one to take care of her, Jiang Litian had to take her with him from time to time, and rarely let her go down the mountain to play, so this was Jiang Yunchan's first time coming to Penglai Island.

Besides, for Xu Luh's cousin, she has met very few times, to put it mildly, her feelings for Xu Luh, are not as deep as her feelings for Xuan'er, the senior brother, when Xu Island Lord sent a letter, she was unhappy for Xuan'er Senior Brother in her heart, and now, she didn't feel very sad about Xu Luh's death.

She is only twenty-eight years old, the girl has the strongest heart, she saw the flowers and trees all over the island, and the butterflies flying around the flowers and trees, she almost couldn't help but chase the butterflies, but fortunately, Yunqi knew him best, this junior sister, and kept pulling her sleeves when she walked beside her, urging her to hurry, and giving her a look, so that she didn't make anything out of place.

After walking around the flower tree for an hour or so, everyone finally arrived at the Xu family's mansion. Xu Sanhai occupies the island as the king on this Penglai Island, there are countless treasures on the island, and he also praises a lot of family business, and the mansion of the Xu family is as magnificent as the mansion of a prince.

It's just that the gold and silver decorations are wrapped in layers of white cloth at the moment, and the whole mansion looks miserable.

Because it is the funeral of the owner's family, some of the most prominent characters on the island have come, including the elderly and the rich, the young and the old, and the front yard of the Xu family.

A large red lacquered wooden coffin was placed in the center of the room, and there were men and women kneeling around it, looking like maids and servants who had been arranged.

On the right side of the coffin are three empty futons, with a dented mark in the middle that has been kneeled, which should belong to Xu Sanhai and the two sons of the Xu family.

There was a room behind the mourning hall, and a white curtain was drawn in the middle to cover the inside of the house.

In the room, Xu Sanhai sat on the side of a large black lacquered wood coffee table, his eyes still red, obviously crying.

On the other side of the coffee table, there was a monk with a round face, on his shiny head, several polka dot ring scars had grown together with his scalp, and a snow-white beard grew on his thick double chin, but he was in good spirits, and he looked very old, but he couldn't tell the specific age.

This monk is the presiding master of Haiyin Temple. He rolled the Buddha beads in his hand and said to Xu Sanhai: "Amitabha, the island owner, please mourn." ”

Xu Sanhai's voice was hoarse, and he said: "Master, I am such a daughter, seeing that I have grown up, I will coax this old man to be happy, and now I will be gone if I say no, I will send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, how can you let me mourn." ”

Master Wuxian recited "Amitabha Buddha" again, and said: "Lao Gao's words may be belated nonsense, I don't know what magic barrier the third lady has in her heart, if you can come to the temple to listen to me and other outsiders preach the scriptures, maybe the magic barrier in my heart can be solved." ”

Xu Sanhai also seemed to regret that he didn't care enough about his daughter, and at that time, he only thought that his daughter had lost face in Wuji Palace, and was carried away by anger, forgetting how sad his daughter should be, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

At this time, Xu Fengming suddenly flashed out from behind the curtain and said, "Dad, the people from Wuji Palace have arrived." ”