Just as Wang Shi turned to leave Shizun, his tears finally fell, but fortunately, the rain was loud enough to cover everything. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the Black Death Curse, Wang Shi's perception of life was undoubtedly much stronger than anyone else's.

He knew very well what his master Su Changbai was doing now.

Countless peach kernels did hang Su Changbai's breath, but it was only suspended, but now this breath is gone, so in exchange for Su Changbai's current return, now, everyone is powerless.

In fact, Su Changbai was very aware of his physical condition, and he knew very well that he was about to die, so he let Shen An's sneak attack succeed, but he didn't expect that he would survive until now. Since we can still breathe for a while, let's eat together, which can be regarded as the final farewell.

I talked to Mei Ruoxue and Lin Zi for a while, and I also talked to Wang Shi and Zhao Wenqi for a while, which was the last laughing talk. Those who should be dispersed will eventually disperse, and those who should die will eventually die.

In this way, it is already good.

Wang Shi didn't turn his head, he walked forward very stiffly, he already knew the master's intentions, and the rest was just to follow. Presumably the eldest brother has already found out, and he walks so stiffly.

does not have the keen perception of the little junior brother, Zhao Wenqi also has a hunch. He saw everything that the master showed tonight, he knew the intention of the master, and he knew very well what he was going to face next......

Walking back to his room, Wang Shi felt very cold, lay down on the bed, and tried to put himself to sleep, but he was not sleepy, unusually awake, and he couldn't even recite the nameless book that had become a habit.

Lying stiffly on the bed, Wang Shi closed his eyes, trying to calm down, but he recorded all the sounds in his ears.

After the rain was quiet for a while, it gradually became heavier, and the sound of the rain became more and more chaotic, and all of them poured into Wang Shi's brain.

There was no way, Wang Shi could only block his ears with spiritual power, lie upright, and survive this long night.

Gradually, darkness hits, dreams hit, dark and intricate dreams.

I struggled in this dream, but the more I struggled, the less strength I felt. I wanted to open my eyes, but I didn't have the slightest strength.

Finally, as if falling off a cliff, Wang Shi opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that it was already dawn.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wang Shi blinked hard, got out of bed and walked out.

The rain has stopped, leaving only bright standing water.

Before he had time to breathe in the fresh air, Wang Shi saw the piece of bamboo planted by Shizun.

The bamboo leaves have fallen, floating in stagnant water, buried in the soil.

Shizun's bamboo is also withered, showing a dull yellow color.

Stiffened slightly, as if his heart had been hollowed out, Wang Shi didn't know what to do for a while, just stood stunned, looking at the bamboo leaves floating all over the ground.

Zhao Wenqi and the others had already woken up, and like Wang Shi, they stood at the door, quietly looking at the falling bamboo leaves here, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, a drop of rain accumulated on the eaves fell, dripping onto Wang Shi's face, and slid out a trace.

The cold rain is cold, but people don't feel anything.

Mei Ruoxue stood quietly for a long time, and said, "Buried under this piece of bamboo." ”

In a word, it seems that all the strength of life has been exhausted, and people are like flowers without roots, which wither all at once.

Lin Zi looked quietly, his tears had dried up, but he still looked at it and did not speak.

In fact, her eyes were already blind and she couldn't see anything clearly, but she still had Su Changbai's figure in her mind, and she could still see him.

"Bury it under this bamboo. ”

Mei Ruoxue said it again, and the voice without strength didn't reach far before it was completely broken, and it couldn't reach anyone's ears at all.

This small courtyard is still quiet, with only the occasional drop of rain.

"Bury it under this bamboo. ”

Mei Ruoxue's voice is so small that only she can hear it.

Every time she said it, Mei Ruoxue grew old, and now she has aged three times, becoming an old man who can be taken away by a gust of wind.

Although Mei Ruoxue had said it three times, no one heard this, and everyone just stood stunned.

Until-

Su Changbai, who was in front of the bamboo, slowly fell down.

Wang Shi and Zhao Wenqi flashed out in an instant, supported the master who was about to fall, and slowly helped him up, as if the master was still alive.

Yes, Su Changbai stood in front of this piece of bamboo, and he had closed his eyes gently, but the smile on his face was particularly good-looking.

Mei Ruoxue has become a rickety old woman, and it is hard to believe that a person can really age in an instant. She walked over slowly, looked at Su Changbai, smiled hard, but became a crying face, and said, "He is very satisfied, you see, how good he laughs." ”

It was like a stone sculpture falling, and Lin Zi wanted to take a step, but he tripped over the stone, and immediately fell into the stagnant water, dyeing his plain white into an earthy yellow.

Choked by the rain, Lin Zi didn't care, and slowly stood up, and Lilac also stepped forward to support her.

Lin Zi said slowly: "Since Changbai likes this piece of bamboo, bury him under the bamboo." ”

Zhao Wenqi and Wang Shi still didn't say anything, just held the master, didn't speak, and were very silent.

The silence didn't last long, and the autumn rain that had just rested fell again.

The icy rain hit everyone's faces, blurring everyone's faces.

Time is ticking, the autumn rain is getting heavier, and the silence is continuing.

Everyone had already returned to the house, took Su Changbai with them, and put him on the bed.

Mei Ruoxue and Lin Zi both sat on the edge of the bed, sitting quietly, very silent. Lilac stood aside, her head down, looking at her toes, looking at the tears that fell from time to time.

Wang Shi felt that he had completely stiffened, his tongue had become a piece of wood, and his body was the same, every movement he made was so stiff and uncoordinated.

The silence lasted for a long time, making the room extremely cold.

"Go to Jingxin Stream and pick Jiang Yao back, after all, he is a part of Qingyun Mountain. Mei Ruoxue said in a very gentle tone.

Zhao Wenqi nodded very stiffly, but he couldn't move his feet.

"Go ahead. Mei Ruoxue said.

Almost after struggling for a while, Zhao Wenqi finally walked out of this room, and finally began to be able to use his spiritual power, and began to rush towards the meditation stream.

Mei Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was recovering her strength, and said slowly: "Dig a hole under that piece of bamboo, you have to bury it inside." ”

Very silent, without even nodding, Wang Shi walked out, found tools, and began to dig in the rain.

......

The rain continued, but it was unusually quiet.

Everyone had already come to this house, and Zhao Wenqi had already taken Jiang Yao back.

After seeing Shizun, Jiang Yao didn't immediately pounce, and there was no pain, but he just kept quiet, like the silence when embroidering, and stood aside.

At some point, Shen An woke up and stood quietly in a corner, like a sculpture.

"Everyone is here, is there anything you want to say to Changbai at the end......? And he was buried. Mei Ruoxue said very slowly.

There was no one to speak, only silence.

Wang Shi's mind is now blank, still chaotic blank, as if his brain is about to be blown up by these blanks. His tongue became even more wood, and he couldn't say a word at all, so he could only look at Shizun quietly with his eyes.

"Come, lift up. ”

At this time, Mei Ruoxue had no feelings, just like it was not Su Changbai who died in front of her, but an irrelevant person.

With difficulty, Zhao Wenqi and Wang Shi lifted the master up and walked out slowly.

It's just the distance from the room to the small courtyard, and every step is so hard and strenuous, as if carrying a mountain.

The rain was still falling, crying in everyone's place.

Stepping through the stagnant water with bamboo leaves, he finally put the master in the dug tomb.

Lilac used her majestic spiritual power to prop up a light curtain, blocking all the rain and preventing Su Changbai from getting wet from the rain.

Everyone stood in front of the bamboo and looked at Su Changbai for the last time.

"Burn it. Mei Ruoxue used great strength to say a word.

If you really feel sorry for someone, you can't bear to burn this person at all.

"Burn it. Lin Zi also said.

"Burn it. Zhao Wenqi looked at the master and said these three words very hard.

Wang Shi slowly closed his eyes, and a small spark appeared between his fingers.

After the little spark trembled several times, it finally rushed towards Su Changbai in great silence, turning into a big fireball in an instant, engulfing him in an instant.

In an instant, everything was reduced to ashes.

Zhao Wenqi was silent, did not look at the scene in front of him, and began to fill in the soil.

Handfuls of soil, mixed with rainwater, were thrown into the charred pits.

Layer after layer, gradually, the charred area was buried.

The soil layer slowly rises and slowly reaches the horizon.

Wang Shi took the withered bamboo and replanted it on it.

At some point, Lilac began to cry silently, causing it to forget about the protective film.

Without protection, the autumn rain fell on everyone's body, wantonly plundering people's body temperature.

Everyone stood quietly, without any movement, quietly looking at the bamboo.

Gradually, the day passed.

"It's time to eat. Mei Ruoxue said very hoarsely, leaning over and slowly walking to the kitchen.

"It's time to eat, I'm going to fry the fish. Lin Zi also slowly left.

The younger generation quietly watched the two elders leave, lowered their heads slightly, and began to move.

Shizun's bamboo fell.

Hopefully, new bamboo shoots will be born next year.