If it continues, the iron-beaten people can't hold on.

Today is Chu Hantang's first seventh, Xie Yihuai will definitely keep a vigil for her at night, and if she doesn't rest, she won't have time.

Xie Yihuai still didn't go.

He walked over to the coffin, "Tonight, I want to be alone here to keep a vigil. ”

After tonight, Chu Hantang will be buried, and it is understandable that Xie Yihuai wants to be alone with her for the last night, and Chi Yaoyao took the others out.

Before leaving, she remembered something, "Gongzi Xie, your medicine ...... today"

Xie Yihuai took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, which was a porcelain bottle containing a pill to solve witchcraft, which was given to him by Chi Yaoyao himself before.

Chi Yaoyao felt a little relieved when she saw him holding the medicine.

"Be sure to eat by midnight."

She thought for a few seconds and reminded.

Judging by his performance in the past few days, he should insist on continuing to take the medicine that resolves witchcraft, although Chi Yaoyao wanted to watch Xie Yihuai eat before leaving, but he had already opened his mouth to let them leave.

After everyone left the mourning hall, Xie Yihuai opened the wine jar and drank a few sips of wine.

Eat the pastries that Chu Hantang likes to eat again, one pastry at a time, I bought a lot, and I couldn't eat it at all after eating.

He continued to eat.

If you feel dry, take a sip or two.

When there was still the last one left, Xie Yihuai retched physiologically a few times, the tails of his eyes, the tip of his nose, and even the fingertips holding the pastry were flushed, but he still stuffed the pastry into his stomach.

After eating the pastry and drinking the wine, he looked at the sugar painting on the ground slowly.

The one of the two villains was still intact, and the sugar painting with Chu Hantang's name on it had melted away and was glued together.

Because this one was bought a month ago.

After all, it can't be kept.

Xie Yihuai stood up, took Chu Hantang's hand, and sat next to the coffin, both of them were dressed in red, as if they were married, he slowly closed his eyes, and a tear rolled down from his eyes.

Chu Hantang, you have lied to me so many times, I will lie to you once.

The porcelain bottle fell from Xie Yihuai's waist, and the wooden cork was loosened, and it was originally empty, and there was not a single pill.

The bell rang outside.

It means that the time has passed tonight.

Xie Yihuai didn't hold Chu Hantang's other hand and hung down slowly, his face was gentle and soft, and the whole person seemed to be asleep.

The two little figures on the sugar painting snuggle together.

The wind blew in, blowing the unhooked veil onto the burning carbon fire.

In an instant, the mourning hall burst into flames that could not be extinguished, and the tongue of fire licked the beams, coffins, and offerings, and also devoured the two red and fiery figures.

After the night, all that was left was ashes.

Chapter 81: Fun

On the third day of December, in the early morning after the fire.

The morning master in the capital came and went, and many people were talking about the fire last night.

In winter, the weather is dry and dry, and it is easy to catch fire.

Water also freezes easily and is more difficult to extinguish.

The place used by the county lord's mansion to set up the mourning hall was burned to the ground, and when it was completely extinguished, it was too late, and the contents were almost all gone, and when I looked at it, there were only ashes.

A woman looked in the direction of the county lord's mansion and asked curiously, "Who is the mourning hall for?" ”

Another woman replied: "I heard that it was set up by the county lord of Yuyao for her friend, and it is also an unfortunate person, it seems that it is a young girl, not to mention the early death, and the mourning hall was burned." ”

"Yes, there are no bones."

The woman sighed.

A man interjected, "At that time, there was still someone in the mourning hall who kept a vigil for that little girl." ”

The woman's eyes widened, "Did you escape?" ”

The man shook his head and said, "The fire last night was very big, and it swept through the entire mourning hall at once, how could the person who guarded the spirit of the little girl escape, he must be dead." ”

He took a bite of the bun and said, "Fortunately, there was only one person who kept the spirit last night, otherwise I am afraid that more than one person would have died." ”

"Yes."

The newcomers heard them talking about the fire last night and couldn't help but mingle in.

"I live nearby, and I have seen the man who kept the vigil last night, and he is a very handsome young man, with a hairband on his head, and he has not yet reached the crown."

The woman said regretfully, "Not yet the crown? ”

The guest asked for a basket of steamed buns.

"That's right, if it's crowned, you should use a crown to tie your hair, that little boy looks very young, but it's almost a crown, it's a pity."

At the same time, the county lord's mansion.

The mourning hall burned so that it was completely unrecognizable, and there was still smoke, and the faces of the people below were more or less stained with soot.

There are quite a few wooden barrels scattered around.

Charcoal-fired wood and remnants of sparks.

Occasional glimmer of light.

Liu Zhipei stood in front of the mourning hall, the whole person was a little stunned, as if he was digesting this matter, he also had soot on his face, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was untidy, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Last night's fire was terrifying.

Bai Yuan is not much better than Liu Zhipei.

As soon as he learned that the mourning hall was out of water last night, he hurried out, only to see the flames rushing to the sky, the beams of the house crackling and falling, and the terrifying sound of the burning wood.

At that time, let Bai Yuan shout at the top of his voice.

There was no response from inside.

Xie Ruhuai's martial arts were above all of them, and the moment he saw the fire, it was impossible for him not to escape, the only possibility was that he didn't want to escape.

Chi Yaoyao also stood in front of the mourning hall and watched.

Last night, she shouldn't have agreed to let Xie Yihuai keep the spirit alone, even if she agreed openly, she should have sent someone to watch outside behind her back.

But it didn't happen, it happened.

Anything else is useless.

Chi Yaoyao no longer looked at the mourning hall, looked at the subordinates of the county lord's mansion, and said slowly: "You all worked hard last night, go back and rest first." ”

The subordinates replied, "Yes." ”

Only Su Xin and Kong Chang remained.

Su Xin stepped forward to wipe the cigarette ash she had stained with a handkerchief, but Chi Yaoyao slowly pressed down Su Xin's hand and turned her head to look at a certain place.

Liu Zhipei, Bai Yuan and others also looked at it one after another.

I saw two very conspicuous red-clothed figures not far away, and Chu Hantang's little face was also dirty, like a little beggar.

She half-helped Xie Yihuai to sit on the steps, while the young man leaned quietly on her shoulder.

Chu Hantang smiled when he saw them.

The girl's eyes were still bright.

Chi Yaoyao also laughed, smiled and laughed, shed tears, and choked up: "Hantang." ”

Chu Hantang still smiled, "Sister Chi." ”

Last night, the fire first burned from the veil and swept quickly, sending thick smoke everywhere.

As soon as Chu Hantang opened his eyes, he saw holding his hand, Xie Yihuai was sitting next to the coffin, his eyes closed, as if he was completely ignorant of what was happening around him, and the empty porcelain bottle on the ground said everything.

On the day of the first snowfall, she filled his porcelain bottle with pills.

Now there is not a single one left.

Xie Yihuai was unconscious.

It can only be said that he threw away all the pills.

Chu Hantang didn't have time to think about it, and quickly crawled out of the coffin, "Xie Yihuai? Xie Yihuai? You wake up. ”

Xie Qihuai's eyelids remained motionless.

Chu Hantang looked at the growing fire, and he couldn't control it so much, he was so anxious that he wanted to take Xie Yihuai out of the mourning hall first.

Later, they may all be roasted...... No, it's burned into a piece of charcoal.

It's just that she almost cried when she touched him.

How can a person lose so much weight in such a short period of time, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

If you touch it, it will hurt to death.

Slowly.

The pain is back?

It's great, she doesn't want to let him suffer her pain all the time, it's too unfair.

Chu Hantang inadvertently glanced at the coffin.

There were sapphire silver earrings, crimson wooden hairpins, and knives inside, and although time was pressing, she still bent down to pick them up and put them in her sleeves.

If Xie Yihuai woke up, he should also want to see these things, and he would have to take them away.

The fire grew bigger, and seemed to consume them.