Sitting on the cross-border trading group, the country is chasing after it

I took a few deep breaths, wiped my face vigorously, and asked with trembling lips: "How did he leave? He was quite young, why did he leave..."

I still find it a little hard to believe that it's 185.

Jiang Ruochu sighed helplessly: "Staying up late to play games was the same as the time when I got the limited reward event."

I want 185: “…”

"Don't stay up late playing games anymore." Jiang Ruochu really wanted to say that this was a reminder from the real owner, but if she said it, she would probably be sent to a mental hospital on the spot.

"I won't endure it anymore. I won't endure it anymore." I paused for a few seconds and asked, "Has he been buried?"

"I remember Meng Xuan had no relatives. Is there anyone to take care of his funeral?"

In any case, I think that as a game friend, the fact that 185 asked this question shows that he cares a lot about Meng Xuan.

When someone like Meng Xuan passes away without any relatives, the street office usually handles the funeral, which of course is limited to collecting the body, canceling the household registration, etc.

Jiang Ruochu had asked Meng Xuan before whether he wanted to build a tomb for him.

Meng Xuan said no, no one would worship him anyway. If he built a cemetery, others would offer tributes during festivals but he would not, which would make him feel even more lonely.

"He said he didn't need it."

"Ah?" I looked at Jiang Ruochu in confusion.

Jiang Ruochu said calmly, "We have discussed this before. He knew he had no relatives, so he wanted to discuss some things in advance. He said that after death, dust will return to dust, and earth will return to earth. There is no need to go through the funeral process."

"Oh." I nodded as if I understood everything. "Well, that's right... it's also right to keep it simple."

I want 185 to hang his head, as if he was still digesting the news that Yimao had passed away. After a few seconds, he raised his head and asked, "Can I tell this news to the people who came today?"

I want to say 185, looking not far away.

Jiang Ruochu followed his gaze and saw Princess Please Get Rich, Prince Please Get Rich and Brother Zidao all standing on the side of the road.

They should not only be waiting for me to get 185, but also waiting for news.

Jiang Ruochu thought about it and felt that there was nothing to hide.

"can."

I want to rub my eyes and say: "Thank you for attending the party on his behalf. It's good for him to have a friend like you who is willing to run around for him after his death."

"I didn't expect you could tell him apart from me. It's really good that he can meet friends like you who remember him and care about him."

I smiled innocently and said, "Actually, I think Yimao should be a boy, right?"

"Yes."

"I just said, I always consider him as my buddy!" I want 185 said in a firm tone.

Sometimes friends are more than just real people.

As long as you have similar interests and values, you can become good friends even in games. If you don’t have the same interests, you can never become close friends even if you have known each other for ten or twenty years.

I'm going to say goodbye to Jiang Ruochu and then meet up with the others.

After Jiang Ruochu looked at them and said a few words, Princess Qing Baofu suddenly couldn't hold back her tears and started crying. She turned her head and leaned on her brother's shoulder.

The prince comforted his sister while wiping away his tears.

They comforted each other, and after they calmed down, they waved to Jiang Ruchu together.

Jiang Ruochu also waved at them and watched them leave.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ruochu sent a message to Meng Xuan.

Jiang Ruochu (Modern World): I told them you were gone.

Meng Xuan (Empress’s World): Ah... actually it’s not necessary.

Jiang Ruochu (Modern World): They saw that I was not you and asked me about it. I didn’t think there was any need to hide it.

Jiang Ruochu (Modern World): It’s not that no one in this world cares about you. You are not as bad as you think.

Jiang Ruochu's few short words were like the breeze on a summer night in this city, transmitted to another world across the distant time and space.

The wind blew across the pond in front of Meng Xuan's house, moving the lotus leaves, rippling the water, and also blowing into his heart.

Meng Xuan was sitting in front of the window. When he saw these lines, his nose and eyes felt sore.

No matter how hard he tried to control himself, he couldn't help but keep his tears flowing down.

Although he was abandoned by his parents and his personality is not very likable, he has friends and a good buddy who can recognize him.

Meng Xuan cried and laughed at the same time, secretly cursing himself for being so useless. Men don't shed tears easily, so why was he crying?

Meng Xuan cried because he was moved and happy, but he didn't expect that the fact that he cried in the room was heard by the empress through spies, which led to his being put in solitary confinement. He was depressed, overwhelmed with grief, and cried like rain.

In the end, Meng Xuan was blessed with more blessings and was released by the empress early.

Later, when Meng Xuan learned the truth, he felt that rumors were more ferocious than a tiger!

***

The party came to a temporary halt.

Jiang Ruochu touched his pocket and found a cell phone in it, but no black egg.

When the party was about to end, she took the black egg off and deliberately left it in the box.

Jiang Ruochu asked the system whether creatures from the demon world would be sent over.

The system’s answer was that delivery does not allow the teleportation of living things, otherwise the world would be in chaos.

Then Jiang Ruochu asked Fu Yanxi why one of the ten magic stones was egg-shaped, which was different from the shapes of the other magic stones.

Fu Yanxi’s answer was that the magic stone was not made in a mold, but grew naturally, so there would definitely be some differences in shape.

Fu Yanxi (A tragic love story between immortals and demons): The magic stones I delivered to you are all carefully selected, so many of them are round and look particularly good. In fact, most of the magic stones are bumpy and have strange shapes.

Jiang Ruochu (Modern World): But I feel like this magic stone seems to have its own consciousness.

Jiang Ruochu always felt that the explosion of the corridor light just now was a bit strange.

Fu Yanxi (The Love Between Immortal and Demon): !!! Then you have encountered a mutated magic stone!! This is a rare good thing.

Fu Yanxi (The tragic love story between immortals and demons): To put it simply, it is stronger than ordinary magic stones. If you take good care of it, it will have intelligence, a bit like the magic pets in our TV dramas, you know!

Jiang Ruochu understood now. If it was really a mutated magic stone, it just happened to come to this world due to a system bug. Since it was not a living thing, it met the system delivery settings.

"Little BUG, ​​you really have a lot of bugs."

【…】

[Are you scolding me? ]

Jiang Ruochu refused to admit it: "How about you taste it again?"

The system didn't say anything. I don't know whether it went to taste it, or it had already tasted it, so it remained silent.

Jiang Ruochu (Modern World): How can I be sure whether it is a mutation?

Fu Yanxi (A tragic love story between an immortal and a demon): The intelligent magic stone will come to you on its own.

Jiang Ruochu (Modern World): What if it doesn’t come?

Fu Yanxi (A tragic love story between immortals and demons): Juyuan Pavilion, right? I know that place. Their employees are of high quality and will return any lost items they find.

Jiang Ruochu felt that Fu Yanxi's method was "impeccable" and "unparalleled", and that he could always find a delicate balance between being reliable and unreliable, so she sent Fu Yanxi an emoticon of Stephen Chow applauding.