Xu Huaigu went to the ancestral hall to invite an old man named Su Xinni, and when the old man heard that he was going to bury Su Shu, he was in tears again.

Although he was emotional, of course he also agreed to Xu Huaigu. So Xu Huaigu took the old man to Mingjian Hall and prepared to go with Wu Susu tonight.

On the way to Mingjian Hall, Xu Huaigu always felt as if Su Xinnim had something buried in his heart, and he wanted to talk to himself several times, but he stopped talking.

Xu Huaigu asked him suspiciously, but he only said that it was nothing, which made Xu Huaigu even more suspicious. Xu Huaigu has always been very accurate in seeing people, he believes in his own opinion, Su Xinni has something to hide from him.

But what it was, he didn't know, so he could only wait for Su Xinni to figure it out and tell him himself.

On the day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, while these people were waiting, it was night. Xu Huaigu knew that he had traveled all over the two continents and experienced four years just for this day.

He took the gray cloth bag out of his robe and carried it on his back. Wu Susu and Su Xinni already knew what was in this cloth bag, so they were very heavy, so they didn't speak anymore.

That pipa was also taken out by Xu Huaigu, this is a magic weapon specializing in assassination, and at this time, it was also used as Zuoqiu Xun's funeral object, and it was held in his left hand.

And the white sword was tied to Xu Huaigu's waist. Wu Susu took a small shovel, and Su Xinni brought some money paper.

When the group was ready, they took advantage of the night to go up the mountain. It's been a sunny day for the past few days, and the snow on the mountain has melted a lot.

But it is precisely because of the melting snow that the weather is even colder. The night wind whistled and whistled across the mountains.

Except for Xu Huaigu, Wu Susu is already an ordinary person who has no cultivation, and Su Xinni is an old man in his prime, and they all can't bear the biting cold, but they all have a resolute expression and walk step by step towards the mountain.

Xu Huaigu took the lead, he walked very slowly, as if he was walking while recalling the past between him and Zuo Qiuxun.

Zuoqiu Xun was in the secret realm of Hangxun, and when she saw the sea of purple long spike flowers, she burst into tears, which shows that she still misses the same sea of flowers on Qianjiang Mountain.

It's just that Wu Susu said that a wildfire five years ago has burned the sea of flowers, and it is now full of weeds.

I don't know if Zuoqiu Xun is under Jiuquan, and if he knows this news, he will be sad. Xu Huaigu was in a heavy mood, and the group walked out of the Ming Sword Hall, walked north along the path for about a mile, and saw a valley sunken in, which was overgrown with thatch, and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

Xu has been left untended for many years, and the thatch here grows taller than a person. It was the middle of winter, and the thatch had dried up and turned golden.

The edges of those thatches were as sharp as swords, and if you weren't careful, you could cut a bloody cut in your skin.

Xu Huaigu looked at the front with a firm look, still walking very slowly, but calmly, stepping into the thatch, Wu Susu and Su Xinni also followed.

It didn't take long for Xu Huaigu to find that this didn't work. Because the thatch is too high, the area of this valley is not small, and the tomb of Xi Ming, who doesn't know what kind of tomb it looks on, is hidden in the thatch, and it can't be found at all.

Xu Huaigu had no choice but to stop and said to the two behind him: "I can't find Xi Ming's tomb at all, what do you say?" Wu Susu said: "This place, the disciples never come on weekdays. These thatches are flammable, and I think they just burned them on fire. Su Xinni agreed: "Yes, if you burn here, these thatch can be used as fertilizer." At the beginning of spring next year, I can replant the flowers here, and when the summer comes, the purple sea of flowers will come back. Xu Huaigu's heart swelled with a warm current, and the sea of purple flowers seemed to represent not only flowers, but hope.

Xu Huaigu nodded, so a few people retreated again, threw a fire fold into it, and this piece of thatch burned violently.

The fire burns fast in winter, and the tongue of fire shuttles between the thatched grass like a leopard, and within a moment, the thatched field is lit up with a raging fire about ten feet high.

The flames were in the sky, the smoke was billowing out, and the group of three had only waited outside for half an hour, and the grass was burned clean, leaving only a thick layer of ash and a few scattered flames.

It was also a snowmelt weather, and the surrounding trees did not burn. Otherwise, as soon as the winter wildfires ignite, I am afraid that this mountain will be burned.

Xu Huaigu took the two of them to walk in again, and at a glance he saw a lonely and towering small mound, with a square stone tablet standing on it, thinking that it was Xi Ming's tomb.

Xu Huaigu walked over slowly, walked to the tomb, and cleaned up the ashes around him, revealing the words on the stone tablet.

On it are four simple words, the tomb of Xi Ming. Xu Huaigu asked Wu Susu on the side: "After the disciples of your sect die, will they all erect such a monument?" Wu Susu frowned and replied, "No, generally speaking, they will be sent back to their worldly homes." If you are an orphan and have no family, you will be cremated and then buried in a special place to erect a monument, but that place is still a few miles away from here. Xu Huaigu said to himself: "Speaking of which, this monument was not erected through formal means. Su Xinni sighed and said slowly: "I think most of it was set up by Su Shu's child." She has been stubborn since she was a child, and when Xi Ming died, she cried so much that she was broken! She must have hated the New Rain Sect at that time, so she didn't want to hand over Xi Ming's bones to the New Rain Sect for disposal, but secretly buried them here. Xu Huaigu lowered his head, untied the cloth bag he was carrying behind him, took out the purple-black ceramic jar, solemnly placed it on the ground, and muttered in a low voice: "Xi Ming, she is here to accompany you." Wu Susu didn't know why, and tears rolled down her eyes all of a sudden.

She cried very suddenly, and said while sobbing: "When I die one day, and someone buries me next to the tomb of Xinlinyuan, I will be content." Xu Huaigu didn't comfort her, but took the shovel from her hand, chose a place next to Xi Ming's tomb, inserted it hard, kicked it with his foot, and then turned the soil out.

Su Xinni was on the side, looking at Xu Huaigu, who was speechless, and then at Wu Susu, who kept wiping his tears with his sleeves, as if he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.

Xu Huaigu quickly dug up a small piece of space, which was enough to place Zuoqiu Xun's ashes. He threw the shovel aside, picked up the ceramic jar, and put it in very carefully, and then the pipa and the white sword were also placed by him next to the ceramic jar as a burial companion.

Then, the excavated soil is rebuilt. The newly opened soil was still wet, and when Xu Huaigu put the soil on top of those things, every shovel of soil he put on made him feel a pain in his chest.

It seems that it is not Zuoqiu Xun who is buried, but his youth. Wine between flowers, wine between flowers. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

This time, Xu Huaigu did not cry. He's grown up and can't cry anymore. From now on, he also has enough strength, and he is no longer a child who needs Zuoqiu to seek refuge.

He also has people to protect, and swords to be unstruck but not yet unfurled. The last spade soil was filled, Xu Huaigu looked at the small mound with an expressionless face, then sat down on the side, and took out the robe under Xu Huaigu's careful consideration, this bluestone has become a square stone, which is the best raw material for making tombstones.

It's just that there are only a few letterings missing, and Xu Huaigu can't write. He didn't know, who should be written on this, was it Su Shuo, or Zuo Qiuxun?

Although they are all the same person, the meaning is very different. Xu Huaigu looked straight ahead, as if he was talking to the wind, and said softly: "If you want me to carve Su Shu, stop the wind." If you want me to carve the left hill, you won't stop. Xu Huaigu hid a little selfishness, he hoped to engrave Zuo Qiu Xun's name.

So according to his words, if the wind doesn't stop, it's Zuoqiu Xun. But the wind really stopped. Xu Huaigu was stunned for a moment, his heart was full of emotion, and he whispered to himself: "It seems that you finally forgave the New Rain Sect." It's okay, it's okay, you end up with a sense of relief, and that's great. He stretched out his two fingers as a carving knife, and the sword intent traveled through his body, condensing on his index and middle fingers.

Xu Huaigu carved it on the bluestone with sword intent

The words "Su Shu's Tomb" happen to be with

"The Tomb of Xi Ming" corresponds. The moment the four characters were engraved, he lowered his hand, and the wind began to blow again.

Xu Huaigu erected the bluestone tombstone in front of her grave, fixed it with a shovel and a few shovels of soil, and said to Su Xinni: "If you are still here, remember to come and see her often." Su Xinni nodded solemnly and said, "Although I am old, my body is still very strong. Besides, Su Shu is my own granddaughter, even if you don't ask me, I should come often. Xu Huaigu nodded and said, "Okay." "After all this is done, it's time to burn some paper money for her.

Xu Huaigu was in a trance, watching the paper money slowly turn into ashes, but he heard the sound of an explosion coming from the sky.

He looked up at the sky and saw fireworks set off by the people of Yakumo Town. At this moment, time seems to have spanned many, many years, all the way back to that night in Xingqing Prison.

That night was also the first time Xu Huaigu and Zuo Qiuxun worked together. Tears flowed silently from Xu Huaigu's eyes, and he lowered his head and muttered, "It's the New Year." Su Xinni walked to his side and comforted: "It's okay, you have done a good job, don't blame yourself." Xu Huaigu sighed, shook his head and said, "It's not good enough. Su Xinni persuaded: "Actually, there is one thing about Su Shu, and I haven't told you all the time." Xu Huaigu said, "Old gentleman, please speak." Su Xinni was about to speak, but saw Xu Huaigu's face suddenly darken, a flash of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he looked at a wood.

Su Xinni had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips again, and also followed his gaze. It turned out that there was a man who slowly walked out of the shadows of the woods over there.

And coincidentally, this person turned out to be Cui Huai.