Some people cry, some people laugh, and some people don't cry or laugh.

Sitting there alone, not eating, drinking, crying or laughing, is a bit abnormal.

Hundreds of thousands of people knelt there, not eating, drinking, crying or laughing, which was even more weird.

They are all wooden people, stone people, clay sculptures, iron beaten, and the death of General Fang Lao turned the entire imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs into a huge tomb.

Everybody, terracotta.

This went on all day.

In the meantime, someone fell unconscious.

Carry away.

Wake up, come again, get on your knees.

People keep joining.

There are soldiers, there are generals, wearing linen and filial piety, and they kneel when they come.

Long kneeling can't be done.

Just because, the news of General Fang's death has already spread, and soon, it will spread all over the world.

Only when the eldest father dies can people know how important the eldest father is in the minds of the soldiers of the Longjing Dynasty.

The sky has fallen.

No one is a fool, this matter has nothing to do with the True Dragon Sect, and the eldest father said that he is not allowed to pursue it-

It's because if you pursue it, you will die, and a lot of people will die.

The sky has fallen, Fang Yin is on top of it, the eldest father in the army is dead, and Fang Yin is the backbone.

Just wait for him, a word.

Fang Yin didn't say.

If you are a person, you will die, and it is normal that thousands of people are dying every day in this world.

Fang Yin has a father and mother, everyone has it, what Fang Yin bears at this time, everyone has to bear, Fang Yin understands this in his heart.

If you want to open a point, that's it.

Fang Yin thought very openly, even more so than Boss Li getting 10,000 taels of gold. The result is. Drink.

Next. At noon, Fang Yin started drinking.

And it is to be accompanied by him and drink together.

Drink all the time.

This stinky boy finally has a little conscience, Yuan Ji understands.

Yuan Ji ordered all the wine in the capital to be transported. Let's drink enough!

Wine can intoxicate people, but it can also feed people, so that no one will die.

As a result, the capital was sold out.

And the imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs, the wine is soaring!

Yuan Ji also drank, drank in a big bowl, made a big slash, and continued to beat the coffin: "Ding, Dangdang, Ping-Pong, Ping-Pong, Bang-Bang!

Alone.

The eight kings are on the side, and no one is allowed to interfere, which is slow work. When it's time for the work.

Wood into the body also, tenon. This has to be right.

It is also exquisite.

The next day, there was no shock, except for drinking.

Or drinking.

Noon on the third day.

The coffin was ready.

On the spot, some people knelt and slept on their knees, and some people slept and slept drunk, one by one, staggering.

Lao Yuanji's two hands were worn out, and his ten fingers were covered with scars and blood.

This is good intentions, you must understand it, Fang Yin finally got up.

Come forward and dig, also with your hands.

With only two hands, ten fingers, the slate piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, completely removed.

Below is the soil.

Then use your hands, one time, one hand, one handful, one handful, pick it up, take it out, one time, one time, there is a board, there is an eye......

No one helped.

Because he won't let it.

And half a day, when it was a child, it was nine feet wide, half a foot long, and a deep pit of rectangular.

There are two deep.

There are two coffins inside, one large and one small.

Needless to say, everyone present stared at each other, but saw that the pit was dug with clear corners and extremely smooth, like a pool, made of stones.

Fang Yin lay at the bottom of the pit, lying next to his mother, and fell into a deep sleep.

It's over.

The next morning.

"Heh-" Fang Yin opened his eyes, yawned, and stretched: "Heh-ha――――――――――――――"

It was indeed beautiful, and I slept well.

Well, now even Lao Yuanji admits that no one knows what Fang Xiaohou is thinking: "Wait for me, I'll go home." ”

General's Palace.

Entered the door.

But he saw that Titan leaning against the door, and slept on the steps.

In the front yard, in the hall, sitting or standing, they were all the retinue of Princess Noller.

Ignore yourself and enter the backyard.

Under the tree, there was a person with a sad face: "Stay on the ground!"

Ya Ge cheered and pounced: "Stay!"

But he was stunned, his face was gloomy, and he floated over like a ghost, and Ya Ge turned around again: "Wow!"

Speaking of Li Xiaohuan, he hadn't completely figured it out until this time: "That, you, how many are there, stupid?"

This kid is so annoying: "Again!Fake!Foil!Foil!#¥!#%......%!#%%!!!"

The door was blocked by the giant, and it could no longer be entered.

Not to mention, Ya Ge, just yesterday afternoon, Li Xiaohuan and Bindo Spencer had a duel.

Since he won completely, Li Xiaohuan has a flying knife in his hand, and he has never lost.

Duels followed, one hundred and eighty times.

And he lost, one hundred and eighty times.

People want to compare archery, so what can be done, Li Xiaohuan is too boring: "Hey!"

"Hey!"

"I say!"

"Brothers......

Fang Yin went out.

"Outside?" Brother Ya frowned, his eyes were blazing, and he glared at Li Xiaohuan: "Outside?"

It's all neuropathy, it's neuropathy, Li Xiaohuan said in his heart, there is no normal person, normal person: "Wan?"

"Rabbit!"

"Dead Rui!"

"Again!"

"Six!"

"!"

"Eight!"

"Fake!"

......

......

These few days are the most boring days of Li Xiaohuan's life, Li Xiaohuan has had enough.

So get ready, go take a gamble.

Come back soon.

Midday.

Noller woke up.

Rise.

Sit still for a while.

Close.

After a while, he sighed and smiled helplessly.

Out.

All kinds of ignorance, abilities have also been taken away, of course, there are fragments, and from a half-star-

At the beginning of the time, the general was buried.

At that time, the sun was three poles, and the sky was already bright at that time, Fang Yin put that painting into his father's arms, and the flag was put on his body, looked at his father's face, and said again: "Daddy, let's go." ”

Fall.

Cover the coffin.

Tight-fitting.

Copy the bottom, hold it up, straight as if there is nothing.

Handle it gently, put it slowly, and place it on the side of the mother.

Followed by Rob.

Rob is in the coffin.

Fang Yin put the wandering sword, and the sheath beside him, and said, "Rob, let's go." ”

After speaking, in general, cover the coffin.

His coffin was placed on Fang Yin's side.

Daddy, mother, Fang Yin, Rob, this is the order in which Fang Yin is placed.

That's right, it's Fang Yin.

In other words, there is also a Shang Fang sword, Fang Yin also wanted to use it for his father's funeral, but he thought about it.

Or changed my mind.

That sword was stained with Daddy's blood, and Fang Yin would pierce it into his heart.

Three swords, one for each person.

Shang Fang - Yu Tibetan Sea.

Mo Lian - no blame.

Juntian - Long Zhen.

This is the right number, the order is also arranged, Fang Yin buries the whole family, and Fang Yin has nowhere to bury.

That's it.

The soil is a handful, a handful, a handful, a sprinkle, a little, not tight, not slow......

Wailing began.

In an instant, it was deafening: "General, General, Father, Father!"

So why bother, people die, they can't be resurrected, there is still only Fang Yin alone, a handful, a handful, picked up, sprinkled......

Eventually, it will pass away, and it will turn into dirt.

At this time, Fang Yin knew very well in his heart that he was about to embark on another path.

That road, that way, maybe flowers, maybe applause, maybe light, maybe darkness, maybe blood, maybe killing, that road, that way, maybe there is love, maybe there is hate, there is joy, there is pain, maybe there is a dead end, maybe there is nothing, maybe there is nothing, but-

Again, also, no, tears. (To be continued......)