"I'll think I bought it."

"Okay, a silver coin."

It's just a silver coin, and the price of Heavenly Sword City is really not expensive.

However, the next moment, Cell's memory of the empty space ring after he bought the scroll, and the balance of the auction room waiting for him to pay, fell into a brief silence for a while.

He slowly adjusted his expression, and said expressionlessly: "First record it in Li Li's account." ”

Among these acquaintances in Heavenly Sword City, Li Li has few words, and he should be able to keep it secret, if he borrows money from a few other people, it is estimated that the news of his debt will be transmitted from Heavenly Sword City to Dongta City within a day.

They were all familiar faces, and the thin monkey didn't care much, nodded, and then pulled out a booklet and wrote on it skillfully.

"On April 5th, Sail of the Ares Combat Academy consumed a string of sugar gourds, a total of one silver coin, and Li Li paid ......for it."

Cell's glance saw that the booklet seemed to be densely packed with hundreds of Li Li's names......

He was stunned for a moment, looking incredulous: "What's the matter?" Li Li owes so much money? She's so poor now? ”

But it's also ...... is also a person who learns swords and loves to fight, Sail knows very well how expensive this line of work is, the number of sword repairs every year is enough to suffocate, and it is normal for Li Li to go bankrupt.

Just as Cell's conscience was disturbed, he heard the thin monkey on the other side tell the truth.

"That's not true, none of the people here are for Li Li's consumption."

The skinny monkey expertly flipped through the thick ledger.

"This was consumed by the little Duke Ariel of Beita City and his personal guards, and they only brought the Philosopher's Stone at that time, and they all said that Ji Li was out of the account."

"These are the ones consumed by the elves of Nanta City when they come to visit, and they don't seem to have the habit of carrying silver and gold coins, and they are also recorded in Li Li's account."

"And these, they are consumed by the sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect ......"

"The most left part is consumed by the little prince of the mermaid clan, he has to eat a circle in the snack street every day before going back, that kid can really eat, he can eat an average of two gold coins a day!"

No accident, it was still recorded in Li Li's account.

The corners of Cell's mouth couldn't help twitching, just now he thought that he was unlucky enough to have a friend like Elise, but now it seems that compared to Li Li, it doesn't seem to be miserable.

"Doesn't Li Li have any friends who want to make face?"

The skinny monkey glanced at Cell, who was sure he saw the line "You're not the same thing" in his eyes......

Fortunately, the skinny monkey is not Elise, and he still saves some face for Cell.

"There are still some of them, for example, Ulysses and Hitzer from Sita City are quite good, they never take advantage of Li Li to eat and drink, they all use their salary as teachers to buy things."

After hearing those two familiar names, the expression on Cell's face froze, and he only remembered that he had a mission to do when he came to Heavenly Sword City......

"What's wrong?" Wang Qinglan saw the change in his expression and asked curiously.

"I remember, I came to Heavenly Sword City to help Teacher Sipuna pass the word." Cell's head patted his head, and finally remembered what he was doing, "I need to see the Sikong City Lord and deliver the news in person." ”

"You want to see the master?" Wang Qinglan was stunned for a moment, "Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a while." ”

Celle asked curiously, "Is the Sikong City Lord still busy planning the future of Heavenly Sword City?" ”

"No, it's clear, the master is going to the grave."

"To the grave?" Cell's was stunned.

What kind of mysterious ritual is this in Heavenly Sword City?

……

"Going to the grave is a special ritual to pay tribute to the deceased relatives and friends, talk to them and reminisce about the past, so that their dead can be at ease in another world, and the spirits of the living can also be entrusted."

In the small courtyard, Sikong Ember explained to the wise man who asked the same question as Cell.

The wise man nodded as if he didn't understand, and handed the paper ingots he helped fold to Sikong Ash, as a goblin with a strong desire for knowledge, he couldn't help but ask about these paper ingots again, and asked curiously.

"And what are these things for?"

"You can understand that if you burn them, you can send their souls to the world of the dead for our relatives and friends."

"So all this paper money, paper cattle and horses, and paper food are prepared for relatives and friends of the deceased?"

"That's right."

"And what's going on with this?" Eager for knowledge, the wise man picked up a stack of pictures full of all kinds of beautiful men, and asked, "Why do you burn people?" ”

"This ......"

Sikong Ash's white beard shook, and he said in his heart, can he say that this is specially prepared for the fourth junior sister?

Compared with Li Li, the sixth who was completely incomprehensible, the fourth was very good at appreciating the appearance of the male cultivators, and now the best male cultivators in the entire Heavenly Sword Sect were all apprentices of the fourth.

This is all in the other world, can you not burn some exotic beautiful men to give the fourth child a good time?

Sikong Ember didn't answer, but the wise man guessed for himself first, and thoughtfully reported the answer himself: "Could it be a manservant for relatives and friends?" ”

"Hmm...... It can also be understood in this way......"

The wise man nodded thoughtfully, admiring the portraits by the way.

But looking at it, the wise man's expression suddenly began to lose control.

"This? Isn't the person painted on this the little prince of the mermaid clan?! ”

Ah yes, although Qiao Nan's brain is not good, his appearance is definitely high enough, and he is still a mermaid!

"And this? Isn't this Xiren?! ”

The black-skinned arrogant elf, if you guess correctly, the fourth child will love it very much.

"This, this, this! Isn't this Lord Hizer?! ”

The sacrosanct Son of Light! If the fourth child doesn't like it, Sikong Ember will screw his head off!

No one!

He knows his brothers and sisters better than him!

Seeing that the wise man's expression had begun to get out of control, Sikong Ember was afraid that this old friend would be even more shocked when he saw the gifts he had prepared for several other junior brothers and sisters, so he glanced at Uncle Wang outside, and the two old men quickly went up the mountain with a bunch of gifts.

Sikong Ember and Uncle Wang walked up the mountain path of the Heavenly Sword Sect's main peak one after the other, not choosing the Imperial Sword, but just walking step by step.

"Is there still no news from Li Li?"

"Nope." Sikong Ember sighed, and the hidden worry in his eyes appeared, "Not only is there no news from Li Li, but Wells has been sending messages to Collins every day with magic scrolls for a while, and there is no news. ”

Thinking of the old friend who regarded Collins as more important than his eyeballs, Uncle Wang couldn't help but shake his head: "I think Wells has always been in a state of mind lately, although he didn't say anything, but I'm afraid I'm worried about it, after all, it's the kid who grew up watching him......"

"Who isn't."

Sikong Ember muttered, but he couldn't help but think of Li Li, and sighed one after another.

"But their life cards have always been intact, and there should be no danger to their lives for the time being, at least there is no need for the two of us to send the white-haired people to their graves." Uncle Wang comforted Sikong Ember and took out a large jar of wine and handed it to his friend, "This is the spirit wine I dug up from the canteen, and a few small snacks I made, all of which were stolen by several elders from me back then, it should be to their taste, you can take it to pay tribute to them,"

The two stood at the gate of the mountain, and Uncle Wang silently sat on the stone steps he used to sit on when he patrolled the mountain, and waved his hand at Sikong Ash.

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting for you here."

Sikong Ember took his gift and slowly walked towards the mountain path.

A while ago, it had just rained in Heavenly Sword City, and a lot of moss had grown on the mountain road, and the clouds and mist in the mountains had become deeper.

In the distance, there seemed to be a mournful sound coming from the depths of the clouds.

Sikong Ember couldn't help but raise his head, always feeling that there should be a few familiar figures flying between these clouds and mist.

But no.

He shook his head and continued to walk until he reached a gentle slope before stopping.

Compared with the appearance of being struck by the heavenly thunder when he first came to the magic world, the Heavenly Sword Sect Master Peak, which was baptized by Li Li's new sword intent [Yousheng], has returned to its lush appearance at the beginning, these graves Li Li dug very deep, plus the protection of her sword array, but it was not split by the heavenly thunder, fortunately.

Sikong Ember slowly lowered the offerings to the ground and looked at the four small mounds of dirt neatly laid in front of him.

He set up the offerings one by one, lit incense and candles, and poured the spiritual wine that Uncle Wang gave him into five cups.

The younger brothers and sisters each have a cup, and he drinks a cup by himself.

Then, Ember sat down on the grass, opposite the four mounds.

He looked faint, as if he was talking to an old friend.

"The sixth child can't come this year, don't worry, she's not dead yet, it's just that she was temporarily delayed by something, and next time she will definitely be."

"Maybe you've also found out, we have changed the realm this year, let's call this the magic realm, you probably can't understand the people below, but don't be afraid, they like us just like the mortals in Heavenly Sword City before."

"After changing the world, the sixth brother and I also discovered some new things, it turns out that our predecessors who flew up did not go to the fairy world, but went to the Raushzi God Kingdom......"

"That kingdom of God is not a good place, our master seems to have killed a lot of despicable and shameless people in it, but after the master ascended, there was no news, and now I don't know if he is still alive. If he has already met with you underground, I will have a dream tonight, and I will take advantage of Qingming to burn something for him. ”

"By the way, I was injured, and now I have to cultivate from scratch, if you are still alive, you should be able to beat me."

“……”

Sikong Ember whispered, and the music in the distance became more and more sad, mixed with various emotions such as pain, despair, and heartbreak.

Sikong Ember closed his eyes tightly and pursed his mouth, as if he was silently listening to this mourning music and listening to his own heart.

However, as he listened, Sikong Ash's eyebrows suddenly trembled wildly.

It's not that he's finally moved by the music, it's that he finally can't take it anymore.

He picked up a roast chicken and threw it straight down the mountain!

"Huang Moyin, can you stop blowing your broken suona!"

Chapter 197: The Twelfth Dragon's Breath Baptism

After going up the grave and going down the mountain, Sikong Ash's face was about to collapse, and it wasn't that the mood of going to the grave was heavy, it was purely because Huang Moyin's suona shook his ears.

It's just that she is still upright this time, holding her own suona and saying it is reasonable.

"When will the suona be blown if the Qingming Festival is not blown? And didn't I know you were going to the grave to brew a little atmosphere for you! ”

Sikong Ember was furious: "Your master and uncle will be blown awake by you sooner or later!" ”