There is a funeral shed outside the gate of the two mansions, where Jia Zhu and Wang Xiluan both stop their spirits.

It has been seven days since the spirit was stopped, and it will be sent to the Tieji Temple after the meal today.

Jia Qiong hasn't slept well since that night, he just wants to do his best in the past few days.

The two mansions, the main branch and the other branches, all gathered to eat this farewell meal.

All noble families, either elders or juniors, have come here.

Shui Rong, Ma Shang, Yang Sichang, Gu Xin, Gao Shixue and others all came to see them off, and each put on a stick of incense.

Jia Baoyu, who was already six years old on the side, watched everyone talking and laughing in the audience, without any sadness.

And his father, mother and grandmother were all sad.

Although he was afraid of his brother in the past, he also loved his brother, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help shouting angrily:

"Third Brother Qiong, the eldest brother values you the most on weekdays, why did you say that the eldest brother passed away, and you have to call these relatives and these guests. Is it to watch them get together to eat, talk and laugh? ”

Hearing Jia Baoyu's words, Jia Qiong sighed in her heart, after all, it was much worse than Jia Zhu. He has been vaccinated in advance, and he and Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai are no longer possible, and they don't know what they will become in the future.

I saw Jia Zheng suddenly get up and say to the little guy next to him: "You take this ignorant fool back, and teach him a lesson when I go back." ”

Seeing this, Mother Jia couldn't help glaring at Jia Zheng with hatred, and then said softly: "Baoyu, follow your grandmother into the inner courtyard." ”

Looking at everyone in the field, because they heard Jia Baoyu speak like this, although Jia Baoyu was still a child, everyone was still a little unhappy in their hearts.

Jia's mother obviously transferred all her love for Jia Zhu to Jia Baoyu, and Jia Qiong didn't want Jia Zhu to be unhappy because Jia Zhu had just died.

Immediately faced Jia Baoyu, patted him on the shoulder, thought for a while, and then faced Jia Baoyu and said loudly:

"Baoyu, everyone is here because of respect for Brother Zhu, and also because of respect for the two mansions.

And the mansion invited everyone to come to tell others that the Jia family has not yet dispersed, and there are still men who can stand up to the door.

In the future, you must learn more from Brother Zhu, study well, and glorify the clan in the future. ”

Listening to Jia Qiong's words, Jia Zheng's face slowly eased, and he nodded slightly at Jia Qiong.

Looking at the field again, everyone's faces were softened, and they looked at the sealed longevity, and couldn't help but sigh again.

There are no blind people in the field to cause trouble, after all, the dead are the greatest.

At night, the Iron Threshold Temple.

Jia Qiong sat at the stone table in the temple, looking at the starry sky, and was also a little confused, but he was different from Li Kun's confusion.

He didn't expect Jia Zhu to die like this, now that he has lost a help, how to face the two mansions in the future, Xifu is a little close to him, but more of a stranger.

Dongfu has never dealt with each other, only Jia Rong has studied together, when the ancestors are worshipped in the clan, some people and other clansmen have often seen it, but they are not familiar with it after all.

The only one who is most familiar with the two mansions is Jia Zhu, even Jia Lian is only a nodding friend, although there is also a chat, but after all, it is far away.

Even the cheap grandmother, she was just trying to climb up, borrowing strength.

Ran Jia Zhu...

"Ugh."

After a long sigh, Jia Qiong could only think carefully about his resources and how he would move forward in the future.

"Third Master Qiong, Master Jing called you over."

Hearing the voice, Jia Qiong couldn't help but turn around and look towards the place where he spoke, and at some point, there was a child standing beside him.

Jia Qiong, who couldn't help but be shocked, felt a pang in her heart, she had been practicing martial arts for several years, and she was already deaf and clear-sighted, and Shi Dian said that she was familiar with her skills.

Only by constantly boiling up the body and increasing the strength of the body, there are few good hands in the farm who have practiced for a year, and few are their opponents.

Even if three or five people go together, Jia Qiong is confident that he can win within dozens of moves, and if he fights to the death, he can quickly kill the target.

The martial arts training in this life, coupled with some fighting skills learned in the army in the previous life, also has a certain foundation, and the subtlety also makes the stone and electric shooting amazing.

After all, Shi Dian is a warrior in the rivers and lakes, but now he wants to serve in the army, but some of the fighting skills that have been condensed in later generations can also benefit him a lot.

Looking away, I saw a faint light flashing in Dao Tong's eyes, and his temples were bulging, which showed that he was a master.

It's just that the body teaches me to be strong, I'm older than myself, and my strength is bigger than me, and I'm not an opponent yet.

Thinking that this Tiejian Temple was Jia's private temple, he put his mind at ease, thinking that this Daotong was Jia Jing's guard, but thinking that Jia Zhu could still be recruited in the mansion, Jia Qiong couldn't help but be a little more careful.

Then he asked, "Where is the eldest master?" Why are you seeing me at this time? Is there anyone else but me? ”

Dao Tong looked at Jia Qiong's cautious appearance and smiled slightly, but there was a little contempt in his eyes. After a few breaths, he said:

"Master Jing is naturally in his room in the temple, there is no one else except you, I am only responsible for bringing you, and other things are not for me to ask.

You don't have to be so careful, if I really want to do anything to you, you can't resist three moves. ”

Hearing what Dao Tong said, Jia Qiong was also a little relieved in her heart.

What he said is right, he really can't bear it, it's not that the tricks are not subtle, but that no matter how subtle a child's moves are, he can't beat an adult.

At least I didn't do it directly to myself, and I knew something. ”

Following the Taoist boy, he walked around and came to a hidden place in the temple. Dao Tong looked at Jia Qiong and pointed inward, and then came to the door alone and said, "Master, Third Master Qiong has brought it." ”

Listening to the sound outside the door, I saw that there were two breaths in the room before he said, "Let him in, and you can leave the courtyard." ”

Listening to the instructions inside the door, Dao Tong glanced at Jia Qiong, then gave Jia Qiong a look, and then walked towards the courtyard gate, came to the door, and brought the gate up.

Looking at the figure of Dao Tong leaving, Jia Qiong couldn't help but come to the door, clasped his hands and arched his fists and said, "Master, please see Jia Qiong, boy." ”

"Come in."

I heard a dry sound from the room, as if it hadn't been flooded for days, dry and hoarse.

After getting permission, Jia Qiong pushed the door in, the interior decoration was extremely simple, and a portrait was hung on the door, not a Buddha or a Taoist, but a person dressed as a general.

Under the dim candlestick, Jia Jing sat on the futon, looking at him from a distance.

Seeing this, Jia Qiong took a few steps, bowed to him, and bowed to the end.

When Jia Qiong approached, Jia Jing pointed to another futon in front of him and said, "Sit down, I'll talk to you about something." ”

When Jia Qiong heard this, she couldn't help but sit cross-legged on the futon and looked at Jia Jing carefully.

I saw that his face was thin, his cheeks were fleshless, his slender eyes were weakly lowered, he narrowed slightly, but his eyes were full of essence, his jaw was bearded, his temples were faintly white, he was wearing a Taoist robe, and he was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The dust in his hand was naturally placed on his knees, and he was also looking at himself along the flickering candlestick.

Following Jia Qiong's gaze, he looked at the candlestick on his side, and then said: "This candle is the candle made by your Zhuangzhong workshop, which is quite good, smokeless, and you don't need to cut the wick often." ”

After a pause, he said: "I know a lot about you, in the original clan, the only people we want to cultivate in your generation are Hu'er and Zhu'er, and Lian'er and Rong'er are a few points inferior to the two of them."

Later, Zhu Ge'er told us about you, saying that you can also focus on training, we investigated for a period of time, and then added you to it, you are a good child, and the qualifications of other side branches are a lot worse than you.

I never thought that Brother Hu and Brother Zhu passed away one after another, and now the only one worth cultivating is you,

That's the case, what do you want to ask? ”

PS: The next chapter has been written with 8,500 words, and it is still being revised, so it is considered to make up for the previous shortcomings, so it will not be divided into chapters.