Mu Yiyun and Zeng Qiting also came over to congratulate Song Zixiu and Nangong Shaoyou, Song Zixiu smiled and thanked them one by one, and Nangong Shaoyou did the same. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Shaoyou, Wan'er will be a member of your Nangong family in the future. Song Zixiu dragged Nangong Shaoyou's hand with one hand and Murong Feifei's hand with the other: "Feifei, you have to remember that your life was given by Wan'er, at this moment you are no longer Murong Feifei alone, but Murong Feifei and Song Wan'er are on you, you can fulfill Wan'er's wish for me, her wish is to take good care of Shaoyou, give birth to Lin'er for the Nangong family, and give birth to a grandson for the Song family, from today on, you are my Song Zixiu's daughter, and in the future, my life, death, and burial will fall on you alone, do you know?"

"Pounce!"

Murong Feifei immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Song Zixiu three times: "Daddy, Feifei will definitely serve your old man well in the future." ”

Of course, Mu Yiyun knew Song Zixiu's intentions, he was afraid that Murong Feifei would be depressed for life because of the guilt that Song Wan'er would die because of her, and he didn't even dare to marry Nangong Shaoyou, so it was also very helpless to ask her to fulfill her promise to Nangong Shaoyou to her father instead of Song Wan'er.

Thinking of this, Mu Yiyun also knelt down and said, "Master, the apprentice can't attend the funeral of the senior sister in three days, so I will say goodbye to the senior sister at this moment." ”

"Third brother, are you still human when you say such things?" Zeng Qiting didn't wait for Mu Yiyun to finish speaking, she immediately attacked, she is a straight person, and she can never change it, but she is also a heroine among women, and when she sees injustice, even her husband will reprimand her in public.

"Third sister-in-law, you misunderstood the third brother, the third brother is going to Mount Emei, you know that the third brother has the same temper as you, and he is also anxious, and he can't wait for a moment. Murong Feifei immediately said what was on his mind for Mu Yiyun.

"What kind of Emei Mountain is going up at this time?" Zeng Qiting was still angry.

Song Zixiu smiled and said: "Qiting, you are very good, it is his blessing that Yiyun can marry a daughter-in-law like you." Song Zixiu smiled at Zeng Qiting: " Yiyun is to reassure the master, I have a son under my knees, he died at the age of six, this is providence, but also helpless, two daughters Wan'er, this year also passed away, only left Feifei, accepted six apprentices, Pei Feng heart is not right, was killed by the Netherworld Sect Master, Tu Nan loved the same door and unfortunately passed away, only Shaoyou, Yiyi, Yiyun, Xi Shi, now Yiyi also said to take refuge in Buddhism, then he will lose another apprentice, Yiyun is to go to Mount Emei to persuade Yiyi, originally this matter should be done by me personally, but Yiyun heartache Master, just wait for me to go, the deceased is gone, the living should be more cherished, I Song Zixiu has no cumbersome rules, Yiyun, you go, do it when you think of it, it is my style of apprenticeship. ”

Song Zixiu's words are very meaningful, he said that he has a son and two daughters, and he also classified Murong Feifei as a daughter, to tell her not to have any regrets with Nangong Shaoyou for Song Wan'er's affairs, the son's name was not said, because he was also called Shaoyou, although he did not have any scruples, but he still didn't want to say about the current situation, as for sending Mu Yiyun to go, he also told everyone not to be sad for Song Wan'er anymore, and also hoped that Leng Yiyi could be persuaded back through Song Wan'er's matter, and Song Wan'er's wish was also counted.

"Third brother, I told you on the day of marriage, no matter where you want to go in the future, you will accompany you, but this time I can't, I want to stay and take care of the loss of Senior Sister Wan'er, and I also have to take care of Master. Zeng Qiting said formally.

"Qiting, it should be like this, this is my Mu Yiyun's good wife!" After that, he strode out of the inn, jumped on the horse, and headed towards Mount Emei.

Nangong Shaoyou looked at Zeng Qiting and slammed it to the ground: "Third brother and sister, I'm really sorry for the thing I made fun of you at the inn that day." ”

"Uncle, it's nothing, I heard the third brother say that you brothers often make such jokes, you are willing to joke with me is to treat me as your own family, it's too late for me to be happy, just ask today's martial arts, who can make Nangong Daxia laugh" A joke, and you said that I am a Hedong lion, I am also very happy, it is also a very great thing to be able to control Mu Sanxia. Zeng Qiting hurriedly said.

The three of them couldn't help laughing when they heard it, they felt that this Zeng Qiting was very bold and loved her very much, but when they thought of Song Wan'er, they were saddened again.

"Qiting, you put Wan'er's body in the coffin, the deceased is gone, and Wan'er will not be forgotten in everyone's hearts, why be sad about a corpse that can't speak?" Song Zixiu said very freely.

Zeng Qiting glanced at Nangong Shaoyou, but didn't dare to move, Nangong Shaoyou squatted down and kissed Song Wan'er's cold lips: "Wan'er, you wore a phoenix crown and xia veil today, it's really beautiful, when you get to the underworld, you have to wear it too, and after a few years, I will come down to accompany you." ”

Nangong Shaoyou looked up at Murong Feifei, who was in tears, and said, "Feifei, please cut off a handful of hair for me." ”

Murong Feifei understood what Nangong Shaoyou meant, he wanted to learn from his master Song Zixiu, follow the example of Cao Cao back then, and cut off his hair as if he was accompanying Song Wan'er, he didn't dare to ask Murong Feifei to borrow a sword, for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstandings and making everyone mistakenly think that he was going to commit suicide with a sword, so he asked Murong Feifei to cut it off on his behalf.

In ancient times, the so-called parents of the body hair and skin, especially the hair, would not cut off since birth, unless it was a monk, a nun, or if it fell off by itself.

Cao Cao was very strict in governing the army, he said that the soldier dared to trample on the people's crops is the capital crime of killing the head, but his own war horse was disobedient, initiated the temperament, and ate the peasants' crops, which is a violation of military discipline, but his own head can not be killed, so he cut off his hair, the representative said that he had killed his own head, the common people saw it, and did not say that they did not admire.

Murong Feifei picked up the Yitian Sword, and with a "brush" sound, cut off a handful of Nangong Shaoyou's hair, Nangong Shaoyou held Song Wan'er's body and gently put it in the golden silk nanmu coffin, and then put his hair next to Song Wan'er's head, which means that in this coffin, I, Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er, also share the same bed and will always be husband and wife.

Murong Feifei walked over, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and handed it to Nangong Shaoyou, Nangong Shaoyou took it, looked at Song Wan'er's pretty face intently, and finally let out a long howl and put the handkerchief on Song Wan'er's face.

Murong Feifei also knelt beside the coffin and cried bitterly, and Song Zixiu came over and gently covered the coffin.

That night, Nangong Shaoyou and Murong Feifei were both leaning on Song Wan'er's coffin and waiting for the coffin.

For three days in a row, the two never left, Nangong Shaoyou just drank blindly, but Murong Feifei didn't get a drop of water, and Zeng Qiting's persuasion was useless, so she had to wet the sugar water with a handkerchief and dip it on Murong Feifei's lips.

On the third day, Lin Ziyan came back, followed by a tall, handsome middle-aged monk.

He hurriedly walked out and saluted: "The vast master, I'm tired of it." ”

"Amitabha!" said to the vast number of teachers: "Song Nuxia has a lot of connections with poor monks, and I can't imagine that I will say goodbye to Shaomu Mountain and become a permanent secret, which is really regrettable. ”

"Master Tai, I went up to Shanglin Temple, and the monks who began to guard said that I was a woman and was not allowed to enter the mountain gate, so I said, which of you monks was not born of a woman, why don't you let a woman in, they were helpless when they heard it, I said that I came on the orders of Master Song Zixiu and Shi Bo Nangong Shaoyou, fortunately, there was a monk who recognized me, so I went to report to the majority of teachers, and after the majority of teachers came out, I said that Uncle Wan'er died, and I wanted to ask the great monk of Shaolin Temple to go over, and the majority of teachers immediately followed me down the mountain, and did not explain a word to Shaolin Temple。 Lin Ziyan said very quickly.

Song Zixiu was very grateful when he heard it, the head of the first major faction in martial arts, when he heard that his daughter had passed away, he actually put down the affairs of the temple, so he immediately ran over, this friendship is really deep, and I think it is also the good fate of his daughter.

The two of them said a few polite words, and suddenly a deep voice came from outside the inn: "Amitabha! ”

As soon as the words fell, a kind old monk walked in, and it turned out to be Master Wen, a Shaolin monk.

He said to the vast number of teachers: "Senior abbot, the poor monk went down the mountain without your permission, please forgive me, but I heard the little monk in the mountain gate say that you hurriedly went down the mountain, I asked, it turned out to be the bad news of the Song woman, the woman and the old man have a fate in Lin'an, it is a friend of the previous years, it is a pity." ”

Song Zixiu saw that two of the four great monks of Shaolin came, and he was very moved, and he heard that the master walked to Nangong Shaoyou and said: "Nangong donor, you don't have to be too sad, the so-called 'what is the way to die, the same body is to support the mountain', this is Tao Qian's verse, that is, to tell future generations, don't be too sad for the dead, the dead are also willing to see the living happy in the spirit of the sky." ”

Nangong Shaoyou listened and thanked him: "Thank you Master Wen for your persuasion, Wan'er's future will be Master Lao." ”

"This is what an old monk should do, and it can be regarded as a friendship with Song Nuxia in vain. Master Wen turned his head to the vast master and said, "Abbot, the poor monk is about to give Song Nuxia an excess." ”

"There's Senior Brother Lao. The vast number of teachers said: "The senior brother is over, and when he is cremated, he will have the junior brother to serve." ”

Nangong Shaoyou gently helped Murong Feifei up and said: "Feifei, now there are two great Shaolin monks for Wan'er, and Wan'er's spirit in the sky can rest in peace, listen to my brother's words, accompany me to eat something, okay?"

Murong Feifei nodded, Zeng Qiting immediately brought out two bowls of vegetarian vegetables, Murong Feifei sandwiched a needle dish, but he couldn't put it in his mouth, then sighed and put down the chopsticks.