When Jiang Xia arrived, he happened to see this scene.

That tear was like a knife piercing Jiang Xia's heart.

Hurt.

Jiang Xia's steps were very light, he walked to An Ning's side and squatted down.

"I'll be with you."

There were only three words, and Jiang Xia didn't say more.

He crouched quietly, his eyes fixed on the cup of tea, and the ripples in the cup circled and circled.

The tears that fell from above gradually became a thread, and the cup, which was originally a little less tea, was slowly filled.

The whole process, silent and silent, the silence of Anning crying, it was this silence that made Jiang Xia feel distressed.

Jiang Xia had one hand behind An Ning's back, wanting to appease but not daring, the void stayed behind An Ning.

"Jiang Xia, you said that I haven't known Mr. for a long time, and even I was afraid of him for a long time, but why is it so uncomfortable here?"

Jiang Xia looked at An Ning distressedly, her voice was less arrogant, more soothing and peaceful.

"Anning, people never look at the length of time when they intersect with each other, between you and your husband, there is naturally your resonance, and it is normal for you to be sad."

"Don't suppress yourself, cry out, it's fine."

"I'm here."

A sentence that I am here made An Ning finally cry.

"I don't want my husband to go."

An Ning turned around, his forehead touched Jiang Xia's shoulder, and tears wet Jiang Xia's placket.

The two men, except on their foreheads, did not make any contact.

One cried, the other just waited quietly.

Probably crying out, Anning's mood gradually calmed down.

"There's still work to be done."

An Ning's forehead moved away from Jiang Xia's shoulder, and he stabilized his emotions and said, "I promised my husband that I would complete one thing for him." ”

Jiang Xia quietly moved his numb legs and said to An Ning, "I'll accompany you." ”

"Well, you're waiting for me outside."

An Ning got up and went to Mr.'s room.

Jiang Xia waited quietly outside, not asking, not exploring.

He came for only one person.

An Ning went in and out, and it didn't take long. When she walked out of the main entrance, the room inside the house was empty, and there was nothing left.

After coming out, An Ning respectfully walked to the side of Mr. and first saluted.

"Sir, I'll carry you up the mountain."

An Ning got up and squatted down, Jiang Xia saw this and walked over, and did not fight for this matter, not because he disliked carrying the corpse, but because this matter was what An Ning needed to do.

He helped lift up the body of his husband, set it up, and placed it on An Ning's back.

An Ning exerted his strength, picked up Mr. on his back, and walked out of the gate step by step, heading towards the mountain.

Jiang Xia closed the door, as if Mr. was going out to run errands, followed behind An Ning, and walked towards the mountain together.

Walking in front of Anning, every step he takes, the sadness in his heart seems to be a little less.

Her mind kept recalling what her husband had said, what she had said, and even reciting the feng shui knowledge that her husband had taught her.

"Actually, it's okay for me to call you master."

An Ning's face showed a somewhat regretful smile, but her steps became more and more determined, she wanted to fulfill her husband's last wish.

With the progress of her footsteps, An Ning returned to the place where Mr. had come before, and with her mental strength, she directly found the right position and put Mr. off her back.

"I'll come, slow down."

Jiang Xia caught Mr. in the back in time and put Mr. away with An Ning.

"Thank you."

"I said I would accompany you."

Jiang Xia rarely didn't play tricks, looked at An Ning and smiled comfortingly, and began to pick up dry firewood and prepare to cremate Mr.

An Ning stood in the position that Mr. had chosen himself, and lightly stepped on it twice with his foot to confirm that there was a stone slab underneath.

She found the edge of the stone and lifted it with all her might, and the bottom of the stone slab was just right to accommodate a tomb the size of a man and two meters and three inches deep.

"Sir......"

An Ning can even think of the scene where the gentleman chooses a place for himself and digs a grave.

One man, one spade, digging a grave for himself.

An Ning shook the picture in his head, found some dry firewood, and spread it on the inside of the tomb.

An Ning was inside, Jiang Xia was outside, and with the cooperation of the two, they sent Mr. into the tomb and lay down.

"Come up!"

Jiang Xia couldn't help but stretch out his hand at the moment when Mr. was lying down, ready to pull An Ning up.

He didn't like to see Tranquility down there.

An Ning did not hesitate, grabbed Jiang Xia's hand, and a pull came, she jumped easily, and the person had already come up.

Standing in the tomb of tranquility, a hand stretched out, not a single wind blew.

"Sir, you've done a great job."

An Ning took out a made fire fold, lit it, and threw it in.

I don't know if the firewood was too dry, or if Mr. made some arrangements, the moment the fire fold touched, the whole tomb burst into flames.

The height of the flame was just two meters and three inches, not one minute taller, not one inch shorter.

The speed of burning was extremely fast, and the body of the gentleman quickly disappeared into the flames.

As the flames were extinguished, a wisp of green smoke rose from the tomb, and the clouds soared upward.

An Ning's gaze followed the wisp of green smoke, and after reaching a certain height, the green smoke happened to meet the rising sun.

When the blue and red collided, the golden light visible to the naked eye flashed, and countless invisible nets were formed at this moment.

"The wind is blowing."

Jiang Xia stretched out his hand a little strangely, feeling the breeze between his fingers, lukewarm, and even a gentle illusion.

"An Ning, did you see that?"

Jiang Xia seemed to see a hundred flowers blooming through the gaps in his fingertips.

When he removed his hand, the grass around the tomb became green and tall, and the trees around it bloomed in an instant.

The miracle of the world seems to happen in an instant.

"See, what the gentleman wanted, it's done."

An Ning retracted his gaze, the wisp of green smoke had dissipated, just like Mr., turning into this flower and grass to protect this area.

Jiang Xia saw Mr. Feng Shui when he was a child, and even saw the existence of "ghosts".

So he was convinced of this scene.

"Sir is a man of real ability."

"He is."

An Ning affirmed Jiang Xia's words, and the eyes of the two of them withdrew from a distance, and when they lowered their heads again, they were all shocked.

The tomb is gone.

Except for the large stone in the shape of a flat plate, there were only flowers and plants full of life on the ground, and there was no trace of excavation.

"Let's remove the stones."

"Okay."

Before lifting the stone, both of them bowed deeply to the location of the original tomb.

After An Ning bowed, he stood for a long time.

"Thank you, sir, for being in my life."

"Sir, I will make this world a better place."

In the last sentence, An Ning said very seriously.

"Jiang Xia, Mr. has traveled far away."

"I know, I left this morning, I don't know where to go, I don't know how to return."

An Ning looked at Jiang Xia, who was so cooperative, and asked, "Thank you." ”

After sincerely thanking him, An Ning collected his mood and said to Jiang Xia: "I found that you are still a little handsome in your serious appearance." ”

"Oh? You mean I wasn't handsome before? ”

Jiang Xia's question made An Ning pretend to be embarrassed to think for a moment.

"Isn't it good for me to lie?"

"It's okay, I can't hear it, you can talk about it."