Chapter 70 The tomb in the mountains of Nanshu, the maid of the sword who left the people
When the two of them returned to the wooden house on the mountainside, it was already completely dark.
Bai Jie entered the house, lit the pine oil lamp, and then lit the two paper lanterns that he pasted next to the house. In this way, the inside and outside of the house are quite bright. Fifth Tingyun looked at the table in front of the house, and still remembered the last time he was drunk here, when Bai Yibing was still a lively old man.
Can ...... now
He shook his head and sighed, and took Bai Yibing's body from his horse. Bai Jie immediately came over to help, there were always tears in her eyes, but she couldn't help crying, she gritted her teeth and puffed out her cheeks.
"Xiaojie, you go and rest for a while......" Fifth Tingyun really couldn't bear it and persuaded.
didn't wait for him to finish speaking, Bai Jie's words immediately made him speechless: "He is my grandfather!"
She even spoke with some crying, but the firmness of her words did not allow any doubt.
The fifth heard Yun "sigh", he really couldn't think of any words to persuade Bai Jie, although he himself had suffered a family upheaval, but after all, his parents were still alive. Bai Jie's current situation is different, her grandfather is her only relative in this world, and this only relative will be gone in the future......
For a moment, neither of them spoke anymore. By the dim candlelight and the faint moonlight, they carried Bai Yibing to the wooden house, where there was also a vacant lot, where some vegetables were originally planned to be planted. Now it can only be used as a cemetery to bury Bai Yibing.
Speaking of which, they are only half-grown children, and they don't know much about feng shui and auspicious times. They only know that after death, they must find a place for them to rest in peace, thinking that although Bai Yibing has lived here for a short time before his death, he is still happy after all, and he should not disagree with burying it here.
After thinking about it for a while, the fifth Tingyun found a hoe and began to dig, Bai Jie was weak, so he was responsible for cleaning up the soil and rocks outside. Two hours later, the grave was dug, and the fifth Tingyun found a roll of straw mat in the house, sorted out Bai Yibing's remains, and then rolled him up with a straw mat.
Bai Jie stepped forward to help, and the two carried Bai Yibing's body to the pit.
The two of them stared at the bottom of the pit in a daze, not knowing what they were thinking.
I don't know how long it took, but a cool breeze blew through the forest.
The fifth heard that Yun shuddered, and then he came back to his senses, picked up Bai Jie, who was sobbing incessantly, and began to fill in the soil.
Bai Jie silently wiped away her tears, and also picked up the soil and began to fill it. She shuddered with every handful of dirt that was poured down, and the gravel in the dirt cut her little hands, and she didn't care, as if she didn't feel the slightest pain.
The moon rises and sets.
By the time the two of them silently erected the mound and filled in the last pile of soil, the eastern horizon was already covered with a touch of fish belly white.
It's getting dawn.
Bai Jie came to the grave and knelt down, staring at the mound with blank eyes, tears flowing down uncontrollably. Fifth, when she heard Yun constantly calling her name, she ignored it.
Sunrise and sunset, Bai Jie knelt for a day.
During this period, the fifth Tingyun did not dare to go far, so he picked some game near the wooden house and roasted it to fill his stomach.
"Young master, let's go. It was dusk again, and Bai Jie finally spoke. Although her voice was hoarse, her words were unusually firm.
"Xiao Jie?" The fifth heard that Yun was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Bai Jie meant, but he promised Bai Yibing, how could he leave Bai Jie, "We want to go together." It's not safe for you to stay here, Zhao Dengke will come again sooner or later, you can go to Jiaqing with me. β
"No, I can't drag the young master any longer. β
Fifth, Tingyun didn't say anything anymore, and then he just fulfilled his promise with action. Bai Jie knelt in front of the tomb, he took care of Bai Jie's diet, Bai Jie asked him to go, he didn't speak, but he never left.
After another day and night, Bai Jie's tears probably dried up, and the fifth Tingyun still didn't leave.
She said, "Young Master, can you teach me to practice swords?"
Fifth, Tingyun was stunned again: "Why do you suddenly want to learn swords?"
"One day, I will behead Zhao Dengke. β
Bai Jie's voice suddenly became very cold, listening to this voice, it was hard to imagine that two days ago she was a simple girl screaming at the blood.
Fifth, Tingyun hesitated.
The road of martial arts cultivation is promising, but in fact, only those who have really come over can realize that this road is far more bumpy and cruel than ordinary roads. Deep down, he didn't want to lead Bai Jie into this path, but he also knew that people with hatred in their hearts, even if they were in danger, would walk on this road.
How could he not be the same himself?
"Please also ask the young master to accept me, a sword maid!" Bai Jie bowed to the fifth Tingyun and pleaded.
It seems that she has also figured out in the past two days, rather than spending time here and delaying the business of the fifth Tingyun, it is better to be a sword maid by the side of the fifth Tingyun, as her grandfather said before. In this way, her wish to learn the sword can also be fulfilled, and it will not delay the fifth listening cloud.
"This ......" Fifth Tingyun didn't know how to answer for a while, Bai Yibing blocked a palm for him and died, and entrusted Bai Jie to him before he died, so he had to take good care of Bai Jie. But on the other hand, he has long regarded Bai Jie as a relative, and he does not want the two to be commensurate as master and servant.
"Please also ask the young master to accept me as a sword maid!"
Seeing that the fifth hearing Yun Shen did not answer, Bai Jie repeated again.
Fifth, hearing Yun smiled bitterly, this girl is also very stubborn. In desperation, he could only nod and agree.
"Young master, let's go. Although the fifth Tingyun agreed, Bai Jie's face was not happy at all, and she said with a cold face.
"There's no hurry. Fifth Tingyun looked at the grave next to the wooden house and said softly, "Let's stay with Uncle Bai for another night." β
"Zhao Dengke should not come during this time, and there are still a few days left in the qualifying tournament. We will leave tomorrow morning and take the shortcut directly to the periphery of Nanshu Mountain, and we should be able to reach Jiaqing at the specified time. As he spoke, he went into the house and took out half a jar of wine that he had not finished last time, and took two bowls.
Bai Jie helped to lift the mud seal and said, "Everything is arranged by the young master." β
"Come, let's finish drinking it with Uncle. β
The fifth Tingyun knelt in front of the grave, first filled one bowl, then splashed it on the open space in front of the grave, then poured two bowls full, handed one to Bai Jie, kept one for himself, and said, "Uncle, my life is yours." Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaojie, as long as I have a bowl of rice to eat in the future, there will definitely be a bowl of soup for Xiaojie to drink. Come on, I'll do it!"
Then there was a gurgling sound.
Bai Jie cried on the side and said, "Grandpa, Jie'er will definitely slash Zhao Dengke and avenge you!"
After speaking, he took a sip and said, "I will leave with the young master tomorrow, and my granddaughter can't accompany my grandfather." Grandpa, if you are alone here, if you are lonely, give your granddaughter a dream and tell me...... Woohoo......"
After saying that, he took another sip.
Listening to Bai Jie's dripping cry, the fifth Tingyun reached out and hugged her shoulder. Bai Jie lost her parents in her early years, and now her only relative has also passed away, and she is too pitiful. Fifth, although Tingyun's own situation is not clear, and he may even be arrested by the Criminal Department at any time, he still has to take Bai Jie and take care of Bai Jie......
Half a jar of wine quickly bottomed out.
Bai Jie had already fallen in front of the grave, and tears had already been imprinted on her cheeks.
This time, the fifth Tingyun was not drunk, he carried Bai Jie to the bed in the house, covered him with a quilt and withdrew, closed the door, and sat quietly in the courtyard alone. He looked up at the starry sky, and the tears turned and he endured it again, in fact, how could he not be sad?
Bai Yibing treated him very affectionately, and he also regarded Bai Yibing as his own relative. How can he not be sad when a loved one dies? It's just that he has been enduring it these days, because he knows that he must endure it, and if even he can't bear it, then what should Bai Jie do?
Whewβhe breathed a sigh of relief and let the evening mountain breeze blow against him.