Xu Huaigu went to the Patriarch Hall to invite the old man named Su Xinnian. When the old man heard that Su Wei was going to be buried, he burst into tears again.
Although he was emotional, of course he agreed to Xu Huaigu. So Xu Huaigu took the old man to Mingjian Hall, preparing to go with Wu Susu tonight.
On the way to Mingjiantang, Xu Huaigu always felt as if Su Xinmin had something buried in his heart. He wanted to talk to him again and again, but he hesitated.
Xu Huaigu asked him doubtfully, but he only said it was nothing, which made Xu Huaigu even more suspicious. Xu Huaigu always judged people very accurately. He believed in his own opinion. Su Xinmin was hiding something from him.
But he didn't know what it was. He could only wait for Su Xinmin to figure it out and tell him himself.
On New Year's Eve, as these people were waiting, night came. Xu Huaigu knew that he had traveled across two continents for four years just for this day.
He took out the gray cloth bag from his robe and carried it on his back. Both Wu Susu and Su Xinmin already knew what was in the bag, so they felt heavy and said no more.
Xu Huaigu also took out the pipa, which was a magic weapon specializing in assassination. It was also used as a burial object for Zuo Qiuxun and was held in his left hand.
And the white sword was tied around Xu Huaigu's waist. Wu Susu took a small shovel, and Su Xinren brought some money and paper.
After the group was ready, they took advantage of the darkness and headed up the mountain. It has been sunny these past few days, and the snow on the mountains has melted a lot.
But it is precisely because of the melting snow that makes the weather even colder. The night wind blew, howling across the mountains.
The three people in the group, except Xu Huaigu, Wu Susu, were no longer ordinary people, and Su Xinmin was an old man in his seventies. They could not stand the biting cold, but they all looked determined and walked up the mountain step by step.
Xu Huaigu took the lead. He walked very slowly, as if he was recalling the past between him and Zuo Qiuxun.
Zuo Qiuxun burst into tears when she saw the sea of purple flowers with long spikes in the secret realm of Hangxun. It can be seen that she was still thinking about the same sea of flowers on Qianjiang Mountain.
But Wu Susu said that a wildfire five years ago had completely burned the sea of flowers, and it was now full of weeds.
I don't know if Zuo Qiuxun, who is under Jiuquan, will be sad when he knows this news. Xu Huaigu felt very heavy. The group left Mingjiantang and walked north along the path for about a mile. They saw a sunken valley that was covered with thatch and looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.
Perhaps because no one has taken care of it for many years, the thatch here grows taller than people. It was the middle of winter, and the thatch had dried up and turned golden.
The edges of those thatches are as sharp as swords. If you are not careful, you will make a bloody gash on your skin.
Xu Huaigu looked forward firmly, still walking slowly but steadily, and stepped into the thatch, followed closely by Wu Susu and Su Xinmin.
Not long after walking in, Xu Huaigu realized that this didn't work. Because the thatch is too high and the area of this valley is not small, the tomb of Xi Ming, who does not know what it looks like, is hidden among the thatch and cannot be found at all.
Xu Huaigu had no choice but to stop and said to the two people behind him: "We can't find Xi Ming's tomb at all. What do you think we should do?" Wu Susu said: "Disciples never come to this place on weekdays. Thatch is flammable, I think just burn it." Su Xinmin agreed: "Yes, if you burn this place, the thatch can be used as fertilizer. When the beginning of spring next year, I can sow flower seeds here again and wait until summer. When the time comes, that sea of purple flowers will come back." A warm current surged in Xu Huaigu's heart. The sea of purple flowers seemed to represent not just flowers, but hope.
Xu Huaigu nodded, and the others withdrew again, throwing a fire stick in, and the thatch suddenly burst into flames.
The fire in winter burned quickly, with tongues of fire darting between the thatches like leopards. Within a moment, a raging fire about ten feet high ignited in this thatched field.
The fire was soaring into the sky and the smoke was billowing. The group of three people only waited outside for half an hour before the grassland was completely burned, leaving only a thick layer of ashes and a few scattered flames.
Thanks to the melting snow weather, the surrounding trees did not catch fire. Otherwise, once the winter wildfires start, this mountain may be burned to the ground.
Xu Huaigu walked in with the two of them again, and at a glance he saw a lonely small mound of earth with a square stone monument standing on it. It must be Xi Ming's tomb.
Xu Huaigu walked slowly over to the tomb, cleaned up the ashes around it, and revealed the words on the stone tablet.
There are four simple words on it, Xi Ming's Tomb. Xu Huaigu asked Wu Susu on the side: "Do your sect's disciples always erect such a monument after their death?" Wu Susu frowned and replied: "No, generally speaking, they will be sent back to their homes in the world. . If he is an orphan and has no family, he will be cremated and then buried in a special place with a monument, but that place is still a few miles away from here." Xu Huaigu said to himself: "In that case, this place The monument was not erected in a formal way." Su Xinzhen sighed and said slowly: "I think it was probably the child Su Wei who erected it. She has been stubborn since she was a child. When Xi Ming died, she cried so much That's a heartbreaker! She must have hated the Xin Yu Sect at that time, so she didn't want to hand over Xi Ming's bones to the Xin Yu Sect for disposal, but secretly buried them here." Xu Huaigu lowered his head and untied the back of his back Wu Susu took out the purple-black ceramic jar from the cloth bag, placed it solemnly on the ground, and murmured in a low voice: "Xi Ming, she is here to accompany you." Wu Susu didn't know why, tears rolled down her eyes. .
She cried suddenly, and said while sobbing: "When I die one day, someone will bury me next to the tomb in Xinlinyuan, and I will be satisfied." Xu Huaigu did not comfort her, but took it from her hands. He took the shovel, chose a spot next to Xi Ming's tomb, pushed it in hard, kicked it with his foot, and then dug out the soil.
Su Xinmin stood aside, looking at Xu Huaigu who said nothing, and then at Wu Susu who kept wiping his tears with his sleeves. He seemed to want to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat and could not be said.
Xu Huaigu quickly dug out a small area, enough to place Zuo Qiuxun's ashes. He threw the shovel aside, picked up the ceramic jar, and put it in very carefully. Then he placed the pipa and the white sword next to the ceramic jar as a burial.
Then, the excavated soil is covered back again. The newly turned soil was still moist. When Xu Huaigu covered the things with soil, every shovelful of soil he put on them made him feel something painful in his chest.
It seemed that what was buried was not Zuo Qiuxun, but his youth. Wine among the flowers, wine among the flowers. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
This time, Xu Huaigu did not cry. He has grown up and cannot cry anymore. From now on, he has enough strength and is no longer a child who needs Zuoqiu for shelter.
He also has people to protect, and a sword that he wants to use but has not yet used. The last shovelful of soil was filled in. Xu Huaigu looked at the small mound expressionlessly, then sat down cross-legged on the side and took out the dangling stone from his robe. Under Xu Huaigu's careful consideration, the bluestone had become square. A piece of stone is a good material for making a tombstone.
However, there were only a few inscriptions missing on it, and Xu Huaigu was unable to write. He didn't know who should be written on it, Su Wei or Zuo Qiuxun?
Although they are all the same person, their meanings are completely different. Xu Huaigu looked straight ahead, as if talking to the wind, and whispered: "If you want me to carve Su Wei, just stop the wind. If you want me to carve Zuo Qiuxun, just stop." Xu Huaigu hid a little. Selfishly, he hoped to have Zuo Qiuxun's name engraved on it.
So according to his words, if the wind does not stop, it will be Zuo Qiuxun. However, the wind really stopped. Xu Huaigu was stunned for a moment, with a mixture of emotions in his heart, and whispered to himself: "It seems that you finally forgiven Xin Yuzong. Either way, it's good that you left with relief in the end, so that's the best thing. ." He stretched out two fingers as a carving knife, and the sword intention wandered through his body, condensing on his index finger and middle finger.
Xu Huaigu used his sword intent to carve on the bluestone
The four words "Su Wei's Tomb" coincide with
Corresponds to "Xi Ming's Tomb". The moment the four characters were carved, he put down his hand, and the wind started blowing again.
Xu Huaigu placed the bluestone tombstone in front of her grave, fixed it with a shovel and added a few shovels of soil, and said to Su Xinmin: "If you are still here, remember to come and see her often." Su Xinmin nodded solemnly and said : "Although I am old, my body and bones are still very strong. Besides, Su Wei is my granddaughter. Even if you don't ask me, I should come here often." Xu Huaigu nodded and said, "Okay." All this happened. After finishing it, it was time to burn some paper money for her.
Xu Huaigu was in a trance, watching the paper money slowly turn into ashes, but he heard the sound of an explosion coming from the horizon.
He looked up at the sky and saw the fireworks set off by the people of Yakumo Town. At this moment, time seems to have spanned many, many years, all the way back to that night in Xingqing Prison.
That night was also the first time Xu Huaigu and Zuo Qiuxun worked together. Tears flowed silently from Xu Huaigu's eyes. He lowered his head and murmured: "It's Chinese New Year." Su Xinmin walked to his side and comforted: "It's okay, you have done a good job, you don't need to Blame yourself." Xu Huaigu sighed, shook his head and said, "It's not good enough." Su Xinzhen advised, "Actually, there is one thing about Su Wei that I haven't told you." Xu Huaigu said, "Old Sir, please speak." Su Xinmin was about to speak when he saw Xu Huaigu's face suddenly froze, a flash of vigilance flashing in his eyes, and he looked toward a forest.
Su Xinmin had no choice but to swallow the words that came to her lips and follow his gaze. It turned out that there was a person slowly walking out from the shadows of the woods over there.
But what a coincidence, this person turned out to be Cui Huai.
