Chapter 2, Section 20 Funeral Sacrifice

After waiting for half a cup of tea, an old woman walked out, she first whispered a few words to the woman guarding the door, and then turned her head to look at You Boyun. You Boyun's heart pounded, thinking that she was going to come over and say something, but the old woman turned and went into the room again.

The middle-aged woman outside the door sighed, then lowered her head and instructed the other life-like people. You Boyun's heart went up and down, and he really wanted to grab the woman to inquire or directly break into the room to check on Lin Feng's situation. However, she also understood that these behaviors were inappropriate at the moment, so she had to continue to endure.

Under the woman's arrangement, most of the people of the Xurong clan left the hall, and the people who stayed behind also had solemn faces, and the hall of the glow stalk tree felt white and lonely. Just when You Boyun felt that he couldn't wait, the door of the wing room opened, and several old women walked out together. You Boyun immediately greeted them and approached, but he didn't dare to speak, just carefully examined their faces.

One of the old women said: "That son should be a strange man, although he is highly poisoned, not only his life is not harmed, but his body is also unharmed, but he still has a vision in his body, which can be cured by medicine that is not my race, and when he can wake up, it is all up to him." ”

When You Boyun heard this, most of the blocks in his heart fell. I thought to myself, as long as Brother Lin doesn't die, why don't I take care of him like this for the rest of my life.

Another old woman next to her couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, I thought that the pious girl was in the world, and my clan would be safe forever, but I didn't expect her to go like this, could it be that it is really as the song says, 'The flowers are swaying, the water and the sky are falling, the long swallowing array, and the flowers do not exist'." After saying that, he sighed again and said no more.

You Boyun was curious: "What do you mean by this flower?"

Another old woman said: "This song, I don't know when, has been circulating in our lifelike tribe, which probably means that when the flowers appear, it will be the time when the world is destroyed." ”

You Boyun grew her mouth, she didn't expect it to mean this, she suddenly remembered something, and asked eagerly: "Has that flower already appeared? What does it look like?"

The old woman in the center said, "You come with me." With that, he led You Boyun up a spiraling staircase. About two or three zhang up, there is a tree hole, there is a terrace outside the tree hole, the terrace is carved and carved with trees, the red decoration is clear, several sets of seats are placed obliquely, and the arrangement is very exquisite.

The old woman came to the balcony railing and raised her hand and pointed lightly. You Boyun looked over, and sure enough, she saw what she didn't want to see the most.

In the distance, at the water's edge, a large expanse of blue light was dancing and undulating. The flower in the mouth of this lifelike tribe is the kind of blue grass she picked outside the Xuanyi tribe. You Boyun couldn't help but be a little stunned, and said in his heart that if another monster appeared, then these lifeless people who had no martial arts would really be wiped out. So he hurriedly asked the old woman, "Are there any other strange things besides the flowers, such as the destruction of the woods, the sudden disappearance of the clansmen, and so on?"

The old woman said, "No, why does the girl ask so?"

You Boyun was afraid that talking about the suffering of the Xuanyi tribe would increase their anxiety, so he pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing, I'm just asking casually." ”

The old woman frowned slightly, and when she saw that You Boyun was only looking at the flowers, she didn't ask any more deeply, and said, "Let's go down, there are still many things to prepare for the sacrifice of the pious woman." ”

You Boyun nodded slightly, thinking about the flowers, and silently returned to the hall with the old woman.

At this moment, many people have returned to the hall one after another, they have changed into black clothes, brought all kinds of utensils, and are busy decorating the hall into a mourning hall.

An old woman said to You Boyun: "I have asked Gongzi to be sent to the back room to recuperate, you can go to see him now." ”

You Boyun agreed, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that in the side room just now, four men carried the bathtub in, followed by seven or eight women, and ten young women holding handkerchiefs, clothes, spices, broken flower petals and other things.

You Boyun knew that they were going to take care of Bian Bin's affairs. Although she also wanted to help, she finally had Lin Feng in mind, so she silently followed a young woman who led the way through the aisle next to the ear room, and then through a corner courtyard, to the guest room behind the hall.

There may be few visitors, the guest room is not large, only about a dozen square meters, there are windows on the wall, and the soft light of the white trees passes through the windows, just enough to see things. The room is simply furnished, with only a bunk bed for five or six people and a little wooden table and chairs.

You Boyun sat down beside Lin Feng, gently picked up his left hand, covered it in his two palms, and then stared blankly at Lin Feng's face. Slender Wolong eyebrows, erect eyelashes, hanging bladder nose bridge, slightly upturned lips, and a broad forehead without a sprint. You Boyun watched for a long time, and all kinds of feelings and thoughts turned in his heart, and he only felt that it was enough to accompany him quietly like this.

There was a knock on the door of the room, and You Boyun answered, and the woman who had led her into the valley brought four men in. The woman said apologetically to You Boyun: "Today's vigil, they need to be on duty, and the other rooms are all women's dependents, so they can't only squeeze here." ”

You Boyun was about to speak, but the woman continued, "Don't worry, girl, they will help take care of your companions, and they will inform her immediately if there is any situation." The girl is also tired today, so let's go to the east side room with the slave family to rest. ”

Although You Boyun really wanted to stay and take care of Lin Feng, but today's situation was special, and in front of everyone, lonely men and widows lived in the same house, which was not good, so he had to tell the men of the Xu Rong clan a few words and followed the woman.

Walking back to the hall, a scarlet coffin had been placed in the hall, the coffin lid was not closed, and Bian Jian was lying coldly in a red and flowered robe. She wore a red scarf over her face, rested her head on agate stones, and rested her hands flat on her abdomen. Behind the coffin, there were more than a dozen people, banging on the chime, softly chanting an ancient tune, and the tone was long and poignant.

The people who participated in the festival picked their favorite flowers and grass leaves, lined up, and took turns to place the flowers and plants in front of the wood of the Bian Tie Pavilion, and the crowd was sad and mournful, and the atmosphere was heavy.

You Boyun also took out an emerald green handkerchief and put it in front of the coffin, and said silently in his heart: "Sister Bian, you died to save Brother Lin, Yun'er admires you, Yun'er will pray for the god Chang Zuo to take care of you all her life, and may you have no pain in heaven..."

At this moment, I saw several men of the Xufu tribe hurriedly running in, and hurriedly reported to the several old women who were presiding over the memorial service: "Elder, the leper tribe is here again!"

An old woman shouted angrily, "They have killed the pious woman and they will not stop, what will they do?"

A man replied, "They came with a lot of people, all with weapons, and said... It was said that we should hand over the body of the pious maiden and the Warrior of the Doida. ”

The old woman in the middle frowned and said coldly, "So rude! Let's go out and find out. ”