Chapter 143: Mourning

After sending Xie Lingluo away, this night was relatively peaceful, after knowing that Xie Lingluo is yin body, he was more confident in building lightning strike wood, he was not worried about what would happen if he failed, but he was afraid that the objects he made would aggravate the power of heaven, and it would not be in vain at that time, Xie Lingluo would not be able to use it.

"Dangdang. ”

At noon, after checking the progress of the lightning strike wood's infestation, Zhang Wuregret was about to go out to eat, when there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Wuregret was also curious to open the door, Xie Lingluo usually didn't have such a strong knock on the door.

"Senior, the master of the door!" Zhang Wuregret opened the door, he was also startled, the tall woman in front of him was the owner of the watershed building, and Zhang Wuregret also hurriedly saluted.

"Alright, don't bother. The door owner waved his hand, and it could be seen that she still didn't seem to be in a good mood until now, "Today I plan to set up a well-dressed mound for Qingqing, since you are her benefactor, come together." ”

"Okay. Zhang Wuregret also nodded, cleaned up, changed into a black robe, and came to a place at the foot of the mountain.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, he found that there were countless graves here, there were hundreds of them as far as the eye could see, and each tombstone had several generations of disciples and their names written on them, and Zhang Wuregret saw that there were many people standing in front of one of the tombstones, each of them was wearing plain white robes, and he was also a little embarrassed for a while, if someone in his hometown died, they would all change into black clothes, and Yunfeng Gate was actually wearing white clothes, which made him a little afraid to come forward for a while.

"Come here. Zhang Wuregret walked closer and found that there were many people around him who he had seen, the fifth uncle, the two old men in the council hall, and four middle-aged women, as well as the door master and the deputy door master.

"Qing Qing didn't like to interact with people on weekdays, so he didn't call other disciples to come. The deputy door master obviously guessed what Zhang Wuregret was thinking, "But Lingluo's girl refuses to come, and now she still locks herself in the house, you will persuade you in a while, I think she is more supportive of your words." ”

"Hmph, the conscienceless little cub deceived Lingluo in just a few days. The door master also snorted coldly and said impatiently.

"Senior sister!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it. The master of the door is also very humble to his junior sister, and he knows that his temper is not good, so he keeps his mouth shut and no longer reprimands Zhang Wuregret.

"Everyone is here, let's write an inscription. The door master looked around, they have lived for hundreds of years, they have never seen any birth, old age, sickness and death, so by now most people have calmed down, the fifth uncle also stepped forward, the awl in his hand on the tombstone, for an old craftsman like her, the inscription is really not difficult, and the engraving is nothing, but in the end, when the last stroke, he still trembled, sighed, Liu Qingqing is still she watched grow up, how can she not regret that she has dedicated her life to the watershed?

"Okay, let's say that Qingqing died unexpectedly on the ancient battlefield, and it is not uncommon for him to die in the ancient battlefield, Zhang Wuregret Xiaoyou, you also remember that Qingqing's affairs cannot be said to the outside world. After a short silence, the master of the high gate looked at Zhang Wuregret and said.

And Zhang Wuregret also raised his head and said solemnly to the owner of the watershed building: "Senior, don't worry, I will rot in my stomach from today onwards, and I will never mention it casually." ”

Zhang Wuregret knew that this matter was related to the reputation of the watershed building after all, and he was not stupid, not to say that there would be no loss, but if he preached it everywhere, wouldn't it be asking for his own death? He really didn't think that he could wrestle with the Jindan Realm Great Cultivator.

Leaving the tomb, Zhang Wuregret also walked back to his residence, and what made him strange was that the heaviness in his heart seemed to be reduced a little.

"People are going to die, and it is a relief for us that the living can give them a ride. The deputy door master walked beside Zhang Wuregret, now that the door master is back, she can also rest for a few days, "If people always live in the past, then no one can go higher." ”

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Seeing Zhang Wuregret bowing, the deputy door master also waved his hand: "I really doubt that it is the Confucian disciple, how can he still look like this literary crepe after getting along for so many days." Alright, let's go see Lingluo. ”

"Okay. ”

Originally, before Zhang Wuregret came, Xie Lingluo had her own room in the small courtyard of the deputy door master, and since Zhang Wuregret came, she has lived here for a long time, next door to Zhang Wuregret.

"Miss Xie?" Zhang Wuregret knocked on the door, and there was hardly any movement in the room, which also made him frown slightly.

"Miss Xie?"

After Zhang Wuregret called the door again, there was still no movement, he was also very strange, the monk's hearing was far better than ordinary people at the beginning of the foundation building realm, he called the door so loudly, it is reasonable to say that it is impossible not to hear it.

"I'm annoyed!" Xie Lingluo's voice suddenly sounded, opened the door, and looked at Zhang Wuregret angrily: "Don't you see that I'm upset?" ”

Zhang Wuregret was also quite embarrassed, so he could only scratch his head: "Okay, I'll just see how you are?" You look quite energetic, then I'll go back to striking iron." ”

"Wait a minute, drink with me!" Xie Lingluo couldn't help but refuse, threw out a pot of wine, Zhang Wuregret could only walk into the hut with a hard head, unlike Zhang Wuregret's smoky house, Xie Lingluo's house was clean and tidy, and there were even a few pots of flowers in the house that he couldn't name, and the house also exuded a faint fragrance.

"Shizu is really annoying. Xie Ling sat down on the chair angrily, his eyes red, "She can't help it? Right now... ”

"Drinking. Zhang Wuregret didn't know what to persuade Xie Lingluo, he was already beside the woman and his mouth was very stupid, so he could only lift the wine jug and pour it fiercely.

"Yes, drink!" Xie Lingluo also raised his wine jug and drank it in a big gulp, since she knew about Liu Qingqing's matter, she had never drunk before, and now she was not inferior to Zhang Wuregret, the two of them kept drinking, and when Zhang Wuregret felt that Xie Lingluo in front of him seemed to have become three, the surrounding sky had darkened.

"I... I'll tell you... You can't be a man... Belch.... ”

Xie Lingluo was already unable to speak, and his face was still flushed with a sickly flush, "This... It's only a dozen pots, you see... Look at you, eyes ... It's all straight!"

"Thank you... Miss Xie, you, did you drink the poisonous wine ,,,?" Zhang Wuregret finally sobered a little consciousness remained, looking at the wine jug on the ground, because he was afraid of mixing, so Xie Ling fell on the poisonous wine jug and drew a mark, I don't know when it started, the two of them didn't care about this stubble at all, which pot they picked up, not only Zhang Wuregret drank too much, it exceeded the limit of the poison that his body could bear, and even Xie Lingluo was poisoned.