Fellow Daoist, come with me

However, he didn't wait for Ah Xuan after all. Before that, he received a message from Lin Hanshu, saying that it was time for them to leave, and the ship would arrive at the Tanwan Sea in Junzhou, Jingguo, and Junzhou was a full distance away from Dayong. There are more than a thousand kilometers, and it will take two days to travel by two people, and ask Chuxiao to wait for him at Danzhengpai.

Before he left, Chuxiao wanted to see Ah Xuan again. He thought about parting, but it was not in this way. Besides, the fruit wine he buried under the vine tree in the small courtyard has not yet been opened, and it is almost usable today. Yes, Ah Xuan is a wine lover, why not take this as a farewell.

Chu Xiao was full of sadness and went to the Yin family's mansion. On the way, he even thought of saying goodbye without saying goodbye the day before. To be honest, there is no need to say it again. Since he is leaving, why bother to cause a secret rift between mother and son?He just said that he had something to do and left for two or three days, and his mother would not tell his son that she drove him away.

Ah Xiao still thought a lot. Before that, he was thinking about what could be given to Ah Xuan among the cheap things left by his master, but after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find a suitable one. The most important treasure of a cultivator is not Ah Xuan, a mortal. retainable.In the end, he only used the bodhi tree branch he obtained before leaving the cave to carve an object for Ah Xuan. This bodhi tree branch has been nourished by life for many years, and it is also a great treasure. The most important thing is that it is not eye-catching at all. Not much either.The vitality in the bodhi tree branch had dissipated, so Ah Xuan spent great efforts to inject the vitality into it, and carved a small spirit lock array to ensure that the vitality would return and be endless.If this object was left in the previous life, it would be a great magic weapon, which can bless the owner, nourish the body, and ward off disasters.With the most pious heart in his life, Flute hopes that Ah Xuan will be peaceful and healthy in the future, and that he will live a happy life.

He went to the Yin family mansion.

The Yin family mansion is completely white, with large white flowers hanging on the plaque on the door, and white lanterns on the porch eaves. It looks lifeless. At this time, the main door is wide open, and the people in dark clothes inside and outside the door have heavy mourning faces. Either in or out.Chui Xiao stood not far away watching all this, his face gradually faded.

It seems that the servant of the Yin family did not tell Mrs. Yin his advice, or he said it, but the old lady did not believe it.It's just that I don't know which young master the Yin family doesn't have.After thinking for a while, he stopped a young gentleman who was walking in: "Master, please ask me something?"

Seeing Chu Xiao's gentle demeanor and handsome appearance, the man liked him a little more: "Excuse me."

"I don't know what happened to the Yin family?"

Hearing the flute asked about this, the young master showed a regretful expression: "Yin Xuanhuang, the fifth son of the Yin family, was murdered two days ago! He is a handsome man full of talent!"

Chuixiao suddenly felt as if struck by lightning, and raised his eyes to stare at the man on the ground: "Who are you talking about?!"

Being looked at by that gaze, it was like countless swords facing each other, which made people feel shuddering. The young man repeated in a low voice with some fear: "It is Yin Xuanhuang, the fifth son of Yin."

'Boom', a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the blow flute's face was waxy and starry, he staggered two steps, and suddenly rushed towards the Yin's house as if he had gone crazy, the boy in front of the door only felt a gust of wind blowing However, I didn't notice it at all.

Yin Gao climbed on her son's coffin and cried so much that her whole body was limp and almost fainted. She never thought that sending her son away that day would be a farewell. When she thought of this, she felt as painful as a knife, and she felt extremely remorseful. Ah, I hate God, I hate myself, and I hate that Ximen Chuxiao even more!The root cause is that bastard's fault!If it wasn't for sending him off, why would my son...

Yin Gao tightly clutched the towel in his hand, bit his lips, his eyes were fierce - Huang'er, you are not happy with him, so mother asked him to accompany you!

Just as Mrs. Yin Gao was thinking, there were whispers in the hall. Mrs. Yin Gao looked up, and saw the man she wished she could eat his flesh and bones was standing right in the mourning hall, staring at him in disbelief. with the unclosed coffin.

Chu Xiao really felt that he was in a dream, he actually saw his A Xuan wearing a navy blue robe, lying in the coffin with a pale complexion, his eyes were closed tightly on his handsome face, and he lost all human breath.He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the illusion, but his eyes were red from his own rubbing, and Ah Xuan was still lying there.

He stared blankly, realizing that all this was true after all, and suddenly burst into tears.

Seeing his grief-stricken look, Yin Gao was so angry that he almost burst into the sky: "Ximen Chuxiao! You dare to come back! Come on, hurry up! Grab him quickly, throw him out, throw him away!" go out--!!!!"

Yin Gao's voice was sharper than ever in this life, she was almost jumping and howling, how could she have any manners?Blowpipe didn't hear her voice, just raised his feet, and walked slowly towards Ah Xuan, his Ah Xuan shouldn't be like this, Ah Xuan's skin is moist and fair, soft and warm, after he fell asleep, he was even more so. The expression is clear and shallow, and the whole body is elegant.This kind of paleness and stiffness, Mu Mu was stunned, Ah Xuan definitely didn't like it.

A few servants rushed up, desperately trying to hold him down, stared at Ah Xuan without blinking, and shook their sleeves at the people who rushed up, and those people seemed to be caught by something. The hurricane swept through, flew back in the air, fell hard to the ground, and rolled all over the ground in pain.

All the guests in the hall were startled by this accident, and the means used by the flute were even more frightening. They thought that they had met an immortal, and it would be wrong to leave for a while, or not to leave.

Yin Gaoshi was also taken aback by the way of blowing the flute, but now she was so angry that she had no room to think, she just screamed for someone to drive the flute away.

A Xiao felt that she was annoying, he raised his hand and made a grasping gesture, Yin Gaoshi's voice stopped abruptly, like a duck whose throat was choked, no matter how she opened her mouth, she couldn't utter a word. sound.Flute looked at her, and said seriously: "Don't make a fuss in Ah Xuan's mourning hall, just tell him to rest in peace!"

After hearing this, Yin Gao was stunned, turned his head to look at his son, showing remorse, stepped back a few steps, fell down on the chair and cried loudly.

Chuixiao then walked over, stood in front of Ah Xuan's coffin, looked at it carefully, looked at it for a while, and felt dissatisfied: "Ah Xuan doesn't like this color, he didn't like to tie his hair all his life, and he didn't like to hang it around his waist. With colorful purses, he loves jade, white jade and sapphire are both good, and the tassels should be red..."

A Xiao spoke in a low voice, her voice was soft and gentle, she was talking slowly, with a kind of tenderness, and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, which caused Yin Gao to slowly lower her crying, and listened intently, Listening to him complaining about his son's preferences, his expression was focused and even pious, but for some reason, his appearance made people feel depressed, as if it was the greatest sorrow in the world, but he couldn't show it when he was sad, and he didn't know it was because he was afraid of being disturbed What.

Chuixiao adjusted Yin Xuanhuang's hair color: "Ah Xuan, wait for me for a while."

As soon as the words fell, he disappeared, and within half a stick of incense, he came back again, holding a set of clothes, shoes and a ring, and a blue belt. Yin Gao recognized that it was his son who had placed it in another courtyard. clothing.She still couldn't see that the shabby family she had always looked down upon was the real master, and he had feelings for Huang'er.

Seeing him holding the clothes, Yin Gao knew what he was going to do. Changing the clothes was not suitable for the ceremony, but now she didn't stop her.

The flute waved his hand, and the white gauze on both sides of the coffin was pulled up to form a thin curtain, blocking the eyes of outsiders. He hugged Ah Xuan, not afraid of the stench emanating from the skin, and put his body in his arms. His hair was loose, combed and smoothed, tied with a blue belt, changed into a crescent long-sleeved robe for him, and stepped on wooden clogs...

Then, he took out the object he carved from his arms. It was a circular ring with a bluegrass coiled on it, which was as simple as it was exquisite.Chui Xiao held Ah Xuan's left hand, and slowly brought the ring into his ring finger, as if performing a solemn ceremony.After adjusting the position of the ring, he aroused all the anger in his body and transmitted it to Ah Xuan's body.Slowly, Ah Xuan's stiff body gradually softened, his pale face gradually became radiant, his skin was soft, and his cheeks were even slightly tinged with blood—as if he was just asleep.

Yin Gaoshi watched intently. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but rushed up and touched his face: "Huang'er! Huang'er, are you okay? Are you awake?"

However, even though the skin under her hands was soft and elastic again, Yin Xuanhuang did not open his eyes again, and Chu Xiao couldn't help but close them tightly, showing disappointment: "Ah Xuan likes orchid grass, madam, don't forget Plant a few plants in front of the door with Ah Xuan's." He finally couldn't say those two words.

One day later, Ah Xuan's coffin will be sent back to Kuu Quan's hometown and buried in the Yin family's ancestral grave. Because he has no heirs, the clan picked a side child and placed it under his knee, so that he could have an offering.

Chu Xiao doesn't care about these things, what he cares about is - how Ah Xuan died!He had never seen death on Ah Xuan's face, how could this person suddenly say no and no more!

He went to find Yin Gaoshi, and before he opened his mouth, Yin Gaoshi knew what he wanted to ask, with hatred in his eyes, and narrated the cause and effect of the matter one by one.

Chu Xiao listened silently, and at the end, turned and left, only those eyes that were usually lazy, cast a fierce gaze like a hungry wolf.