As the old man talked, she stared at the bonfire in a daze. Her eyesight could no longer see clearly. The bonfire reflected in her eyes was just a dark red patch.
Her mind began to collapse again. One moment she thought she was in her fifties or sixties, and she could still work in the fields with a hoe. The next moment she thought she was in her twenties or thirties, beating the bully who bullied her family to death with a shovel. I thought I was seventeen or eighteen years old. Standing under the big banyan tree by the stone fence, I met a traveler who collected stories. After chatting with her for a long time, she said she would write down her stories.
She also thought that she was seven or eight years old, alone on the mountain, and the fire was burning. The fire was all over the mountain and the fields, but the fire was not dark red.
She wondered, isn't it dark red?
The fire in her memory burned the mountain red, but now she suddenly had the idea that the fire was not dark red, not any kind of red.
So what color is it?
The dusty memory gate reopened when the fire of life was about to extinguish. The mountain of white fire surrounded her like moonlight. They licked her face affectionately, licking away her tears and the fear brought by the night. , chasing and fighting with her in the mountains.
She was tired from playing, and when she fell asleep, she watched in confusion as they merged into a whitish-green flame and flew into her body. Her limbs seemed to be soaked in warm water, the warmth was melting and made her sleepy.
The old man smiled happily. It turned out that they had been by her side and had been with her for hundreds of years until they left a month ago.
She suddenly felt so blessed that when they left, it was time for her to leave too.
The old man stood up staggeringly and walked towards the dark path. The yellow dog followed behind her, whimpering.
Gou Sheng shouted, "Mother-in-law, where are you going?"
"Everyone has a place to go. Young man, please put out the fire."
The old man walked through the wild grass half a man high and passed the brightly lit camp. Just as the recruits guarding the surrounding area wanted to speak out, they saw Zhan Changfeng behind him pressing his hand and looking at the island owner and a mountain man inexplicably. The old man walked towards the forest where the shadows of the trees were dancing.
There were more and more grave bags and stone tablets. The old man found the grave he had dug in advance, took out the shroud stuffed under the coffin, put it on, and lay down calmly in the coffin.
She no longer had any relatives, and she even prepared her funeral by herself. The only trouble was to have someone help her cover the coffin and fill it with soil.
The old man closed her eyes, and it seemed as if she had returned to that night again, with a mountain of fire surrounding her. A smile appeared on her lips, peaceful and contented.
she left
Gou Sheng felt deeply for a moment, but because of the people around him, he suppressed it severely, "She could have lived for a few more days."
"Life and death matter." Zhan Changfeng said calmly, "What do you think, Gou Sheng."
Gou Sheng's face twisted for a moment, "Who are you? You brought so many people here. Are you trying to disturb the peace of our Xiaoyang Village?!"
"This villager who looks very familiar to her, please fill in the soil and I will recite the Purana to her."
"No need." Gou Sheng refused coldly, "I will bring the villagers to hold her funeral, so I won't bother you."
"That's fine." Zhan Changfeng turned and left without saying anything.
"Stop." Gou Sheng stood in front of the old man's tombstone, his expression blending with the night, and he couldn't figure it out. "I hope you take your troops and leave immediately, and let the deceased rest in peace, so as not to cause more tragedies."
Zhan Changfeng tilted his head slightly and said with a smile, "I don't want more tombs here."
Gou Sheng watched her leave, then glanced down at the yellow dog guarding the grave, leaving an aura that frightened the beast around him and then disappeared.
"Sir, are you back?"
The handsome young man frowned, entered a cave, and sat down on a stone couch. He was heartbroken when he recalled what happened before.
He accidentally detected the Earth Fire Vein here, and spent a lot of effort to confirm that it was the Earth Fire Vein of Mingxin. Earth Fire should not be born out of thin air in this place. In order to find out the specific information about the Earth Fire Vein, he received many looks from the village before he found it. The eldest mother-in-law, while she was unconscious, pretended to be a nephew of hers. After spending a lot of time, she finally heard about the fire falling from the sky, and also speculated that opening the so-called crater would allow fire to erupt from the earth. Come out and use it for refining weapons.
But today I heard that Zhan Changfeng was marching here, and when I came over to take a look, I saw that the old woman was taking the initiative to catch people talking about the fire, haha.
"Sir Yan, what have you gained?" Yang Zhan came in and said, "Zhu Shanmin kept asking when we can get rid of the man named Zhan and the regiment. I can't say that the assassination failed."
"We'll wait until Senior Qiu recovers about the assassination." Yan Ce's face turned pale when he thought about this. Senior Qiu was once fifth on the combat power list, and now he's still the 19th rookie, and he actually failed to kill her. Sad mood.
How terrifying is this person's fighting power?
"Then what are we talking about now?" Yang Zhan became angry, "It's better to let the Marquis launch the fleet and save all these troubles."
"To put it lightly, the fleet does not need supplies to maintain it?" Yan Ce paused for a while, slightly annoyed, "She must have guessed from the old woman's words that the strange fire from the sky generated the earth's fire veins, let alone let it go. , and maybe ask the Council of Elders for help.”
Yan Ce felt that he was being pushed into a dead end. This person first snatched the auction from him, and then unexpectedly blocked the house deed incident for Zhu Youfu. Zhu Shanmin's farce had just started, and instead of stopping him, he suddenly ran to kill Pan Huer. The people were suppressed and even defeated Qiu Wanzun!
Not long after, I came to Qishan again and easily learned the whole story of the Earth Fire Veins.
Yan Ce was covered in chills, and the more he thought about it, the more his heart palpitated, as if every step he took was being understood, and he couldn't get up even under the pressure.
"Master Yan, Master Yan." Yang Zhan looked at him, his eyes seemed to be searching.
"This is the only step." Yan Ce said, "Let the Marquis borrow the passage from the Hai Clan and bring the ship over as soon as possible!"
Yangzhan's eyes flashed slightly and he laughed, "It should have been like this a long time ago."
This Yan Ce's plan must have failed. After he goes back, he must explain to the Marquis what happened on the island. What cleverness, hum, are all here to mess things up. He doesn't listen to his own advice and openly insults himself. Threaten to tell myself to go back. It simply fails and fails, making it useless.
Yangzhan was writing a letter in his mind and smiling.
At this time, the light suddenly dimmed, and the two of them looked up and saw the tall figure firmly blocking the entrance of the cave, standing against the light, with a blurred expression, and a violent aura that seemed to destroy the world.
The deep voice was so cold that it froze, "Where is she?"
Yan Ce's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see something was wrong with him, "Senior, what are you talking about? There is no her here. Aren't you healing your wounds? Why did you run out?"
"Don't try to lie to me." Qiu Wanzun pointed at Yangzhan, "He said you came to see her."
"Where is she!"
The guard guarding the cave door's eyes suddenly widened, and blood oozed from his eyes and ears. He grabbed his neck, and his face was livid from suffocation.
Yan Ce Yangzhan felt the spreading vacuum and shouted in panic, "Senior, calm down!"
"I ask again, where are the people!"
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