Legend of Hua Buqi

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Three days have passed, and according to Chen Yu's prior command, Mr. Yin and Yang have already counted the hour and funeral.

Wangfu only sent people to send a generous sacrifice, and seven of the seven lords Chen Yu were missing. Moruo Fei was uneasy, unable to eat the thoughts of the Seven Kings Palace.

He sent someone to Wangfu to report. The Seven Kings told him clearly that the funeral of Mofu was the master. The old **** Afu who sent him smiled and received a large silver ticket from Moruofei, saying: "The prince doesn't want to make any more controversy."

Moruofei smiled clearly. The emperor has no decree, does not abandon the ancestors, does not count as a man in the palace. As soon as she died, Wangfu didn't want to toss about a dead person again. The dignitaries have always been like this, he thinks his inference is correct.

After three days, the flower did not abandon the funeral from Mofu.

The spirit streamer is floating, and the white money is floating in the wind. Blowing all the way, the crying soul wailed with a heartbreak. The funeral lineup is huge. With the exception of Yun Lang and Moruo Fei riding on horses, most people don't even know that the flowers are round and round.

The undiscarded tomb is selected on a hillside in the middle of Xinglong Mountain. The mountain is winding like a dragon against the back of the mountain. There is a line of mountains on the left and right. The green dragon and the white tiger are thought to be in front. It is a place with excellent feng shui heating.

Do not give up is not the people of Mofu. Moruofei did not bury her in Mo's family cemetery. Instead, she gave her the piece of land that Onmyoji had determined many years ago. It is said that this land is buried, and later generations can have the life of a purple robe. Not to be abandoned is a woman. Moruofei thought comfortingly that in the next life, she could be born in a wealthy and wealthy home.

He has always been a pragmatic person. In front of him, a shovel and shovel soil covered the coffin, and all the troubles caused by not giving up seemed to have left him and buried under the ground.

Mo Ruofei remembered the saying in the Huayan Jing: "I want to be the first living being for the Buddhas and Elephants." He has been a cattle and horse for twenty or thirty years in his previous life. He has come to enjoy wealth in his life. He looked at the tomb of Hua Buqi secretly and cruelly, no matter how shocking she was to call his heart, why would he be inexplicably heartache, even if Xiao Dou stood in front of him, he would never tell her to block his way.

Yun Lang remembered the chaotic grave outside Yaoling Town, Huajiu and the skin dog Ahuang buried under the dead trees in the middle of the mountain. He was only glad that he was still alive.

To build a good grave, erect a monument, the sky is near dusk.

The hills were covered with golden eyes, and the evening breeze flicked a lone tomb.

Yun Lang insisted on staying. He will keep the masked old man. Moruofei did not discourage. Patted his shoulder and left with a sigh.

The space was silent, and behind him came the brittle sound of birds casting trees. The world seemed to be the only one, quiet and terrible.

Yun Lang was uneasy waiting, and from time to time looked at the new tomb. He kept thinking, wouldn't it be fine if he didn't give up for a long time?

The golden sunlight shrouded in Wang Jingcheng in the distance gradually became soft and hazy. Covering the world with black gauze at night. Over time, this majestic city became a beast lying on the horizon.

A bright moon rises in the west sky, and a few stars are brilliant.

Yun Lang watched around him alertly. He fell to the ground and heard the faint sound of horseshoes in his ears, standing up excitedly. After a while, a group of people ran out of the west mountain and walked up gently. It was the masked old man I saw at Lingbo Hall that night.

He bowed to Yun Lang: "Thank you Master Shaobao for your help. Open the grave!"

Behind him the group of Tsing Yi masked men heard the sound and began to act.

Yun Lang looked nervously and did not forget to ask the old man: "Dare to ask where to send her?"

Haibowen said: "Master Shaobao, the poison in her body has not been resolved. She needs to be sent to a quiet place to detoxify her." He hesitated and said again, "You better forget her. You should never know Past her. "

Yun Lang said anxiously: "I'm going with you. I don't worry."

"No. Lord Shaobao, and listen to the old man. You must rot in your stomach, don't say it. Otherwise, the old man would rather be ungrateful and kill you."

"why?"

Elder Haibo didn't answer her any more, but when he saw that his coffin had been held up, he gave a gesture. A Tsing Yi man untied the sack he brought and took out a corpse from which she wore the same dress. Her face was somewhat similar to that of Bu Qi, her face was blue and twisted, and there was a strong smell. The Tsing Yi people put the female body into the coffin, nailed the coffin and piled graves, and moved neatly.

Yun Lang was shocked and pointed to the female corpse: "Could it be that you killed people in order to cover the sky?"

"Master Shaobao does not have to be scared. It was the stolen body. It took two days to find the right one. Just in case someone opened the coffin in the future."

His answer increased Yun Lang's curiosity. Who are they? Well-trained, digging graves and opening coffins made almost no extra noise. Even the guardian opened the coffin. He couldn't help but ask: "Will anyone come to open the coffin?"

"Just in case." In response, the masked old man took a piccolo from his arms and blew a few bird calls.

In the distance, a carriage rushed out of the forest. A piece of linen was wrapped around the horse's hoof and drove silently down the hillside to stop. The door opened, and a person swept up from the car, plopping up like a wingspan. Wearing a green cloth robe, the cloak covered his face from the head down. He took it without a word, turned around and walked away.

"Wait!" Yun Lang shouted at him. He stepped forward and looked down at his unchanging face. His hands gently touched her face, and his tentacles were like ice.

Zhu Fu stared at the handsome young man, and the love and tenderness in Yun Lang's eyes dispelled the killing in his heart. He winked at Hyber, who was obviously relieved.

Yun Lang hesitated for a moment and took a box out of her arms. "She's OK, give this to her. I don't ask about your origin. Since I can save her, it won't hurt her. Every year on March 3, I will wait for her for three days at Xiaochun Pavilion on Xinglong Mountain. I hope Zunzhi will let us know that we will have another day of reunion. "

Zhu Fu nodded, hugged the carriage, and soon disappeared on the Quhui Mountain Road.

Hai Bo sighed softly. I asked Yun Lang: "The gracious son's regeneration will return his son in the future. Goodbye."

He and the group of Tsing Yi masked men retreated to Lin Zhong in a moment.

Yun Lang stupidly stood in front of the grave for a while. Everything here seems to be unchanged. Only he knew that Bu Ren was no longer enclosed in the thick rosewood coffin and was no longer buried under the loess.

"Tomorrow, I will also go back to Feiyunbao with my father. Don't give up. Will I see you in Xiaochunting on March 3 next year?" Yun Lang's eyes gave rise to hope, and he walked down the mountain firmly.

On the moon, the crisp hoof broke the silence of the mountain. The two riders came to look forward to Pegasus. The wide black cloak was picked up by the wind, and his pale, papery face was revealed in his flying hair. Chen Yu stared at the mountain shadow in front, his lips squeezed, his eyes reddened, and the whip hit the horse's hips mercilessly.

Yuan Chong followed him. His brow furrowed, his expression worried.

The city gate has long been closed. Tokens without emergency military services or garrison houses cannot leave the city. Yuan Chong was picked up by Chen Yu in his sleep. The horse was dragged in a muddle, and the guard was forced to open the gate by the guard.

He knew that Hua Bufei had been buried. Chen Yu was trapped by the old **** in the Seven Kings Palace for three days. Yesterday he went to the Wang Palace to visit Chen Yu and was blocked from the door. After stuffing some money, I heard Chen Yu and the old **** do it several times, and Liushuiyuan was almost broken up. While Yuan Chong sympathized with Chen Yu, he also felt that the Seventh Prince's approach was correct. Knowing that Chen Yu likes to spend without giving up, Yuan Chong is afraid that his friend will be poked at the back of Mofu Lingtang.

At this time, Yuan Chong suddenly remembered that it was a big crime to open the city gates privately. Then he comforted himself again and did not help Chen Yu out of the city. Maybe Wangjing City would be demolished by him tonight. It was a big trouble for my father.

The horse set foot on the mountain road. The black mountain forest blocked the view. Chen Yu looked around anxiously. He only knew that the location of the Mo family was in Xinglong Mountain. Xinglong Mountain is so big, how to find him? A cloud floated over the moon, and the world was dark. Chen Yu felt anxious and shouted, "Don't give up!"

This shocked Yuan Chong's horse stood upright and almost lifted him off. He tightened the reins and saw that Chen Yu's eyes were scattered, his face was white, and he quickly said: "Mo Fu said that it is a warm place where the wind and gas are gathered. It must be at the back of the mountain. We will rush to this.

Chen Yu looked around blankly, and Xinglong Mountain meandered for hundreds of miles. His eyes became clearer and he gritted his teeth, saying: "Even if I walk through every mountain valley, I will find it."

Yuan Chong whispered, "It's easy to find someone to bring with me tomorrow." Thinking in this way, I knew that Chen Yu couldn't wait for a moment, and he said: "Let's go east and west to the middle. There are too many, there will always be a step out of the road. It is impossible to go to the cliff in the mountains. Whoever finds it will send a signal. "

Chen Yu nodded and urged the horse to step on another mountain road. He looked up at the moon and prayed continuously: "If you don't want to see me, please pull the clouds to see the moon and give me directions!"

Hate like a beast with sharp teeth, biting him mercilessly. Why not give him three days? Why not let him look at her last time? Afu's shriveled persimmon seemed to wring out the water, respectfully and humblely stuck at the door.

Three days without sleep, he challenged Afu countless times and was beaten back by Afu countless times.

"Old thief! Dead eunuch!" Chen Yu cursed viciously, completely remembering that the old **** Afu, who had practiced the boy's martial arts and martial arts for decades, was also one of his masters.

Look from one cave to another. There is no signal from Yuan Chong in the distant sky. The horse walked carefully on the mountain road, making him anxiously slow. Chen Yu couldn't help but jumped right away, and he was mad in the mountains.

It seemed that the sky was also pitying, and the clouds were blown away by a gust of wind, and the cold light of the bright moon sprinkled calmly towards the earth.

In the distance, the tombstone of the white jade in the mountain sag glowed brightly under the moonlight and stung Chen Yu's eyes. He flicked his fingers together, and the sharp whistle burst with a bright light in the sky. People swept straight away like falcons.

Seeing the small mound on the hillside, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he had difficulty breathing.

Chen Yu walked slowly over, and the inscription on the white marble tombstone was simply engraved with a line of inscription: "My sister's tomb is not abandoned. Born in February of the Yihai year, died in March of the ugly year, and Mo Yishan wept."

He shivered and stretched out his fingers, slowly drawing down the three characters. The nicks about half a finger deep into the heart as his fingers fell.

Chen Yu whispered: "No, I'm here."

In front of the grave, there was a scent of green grass after the turf was turned over, and several small wild rapes were tenaciously trapped in the dirt beside the road. The yellow petals with large fingernails tremble in the night breeze. Like not stubborn eyes.

Chen Yu suddenly took off his cloak and strode forward to that blank new soil. The hand protruded, and ten fingers fell into the soft new soil. He grabbed a large piece of dirt and threw it to the side, murmured: "No, I'm here to see you."

He dug desperately as if she were smiling at him not far away. She laughed loudly and heartlessly.

A tight waist, the rushed Yuan Chong hugged his waist and pulled him away, shouting: "Chang Qing, calm down! Enter the earth for peace, don't bother her!"

Chen Yumeng knocked him back with his elbow and gritted his teeth with a white face: "I want to see her. She wants to see me too. No one can stop me!"

He turned around and continued to dig the soil.

Yuan Chong watched his fingers grind blood out of his fingers. He couldn't let him go any further, shouted at him, and fist hit Chen Yu fiercely. Mouth shouted: "Wake up, Changqing, she is dead, she is already dead. What use do you see her?"

A huge pain came from the bottom of his heart, Chen Yu turned around and punched Yuan Chong down to the ground. He carried his collar and said, "She is here alone, she is here alone ..."

There was a choking throat, and Chen Yu's tears fell on Yuan Chong's face. Yes, she is dead. What good is goodbye? His hands couldn't help but loose, and he fell to the ground weakly. Tears slipped across his cheeks and into the ground beneath him. He touched the cold soil, remembering not to abandon the colder place under him. His heart was sore and sore, and people shuddered and curled up.

"I used to hate her. The mother who hated her made the mother concubine pass away sadly. The father-in-law kept marrying the concubine of the concubine. I looked at it coldly, and felt that I was alone in the palace. The younger sisters could ask their mother I'm so cute, I hate that woman, I hate her daughter. In Hongshuzhuang, I was shocked when I saw that she was very hungry and was eating a mouse. That would suddenly make her feel harder than me. We all have no mother, But I still have a father and live a life of Jinyiyushi. I can use my martial arts to secretly be my free rider. She has nothing. She loves life even with a broken pottery bowl. The rabbit lamp is regarded as a treasure. Yuan Chong, I am really reluctant. She is reluctant to go like this, and she has gone without a good day. The blood spit out in her room was stained red. I spit blood and it was terribly painful , How do you say she will hurt? "

Chen Yu raised his hand and wiped his face. The earth was mixed with tears all over his face, he didn't realize it. The brightest star beside the moon blinked at him. He closed his eyes and shouted: "Why don't you let me see her last ?! I hate you! Father, I hate you!"

The sound of hissing his lungs spread far away, and at this moment, Chen Yu was still dead.

Yuan Chong looked at him silently, turned his face away, his eyes were hot, and then wept. He whispered: "Even if the prince asked you to go to Mofu, you could only endure when so many condolences to the rich and gentry officials. The person in charge is still Moruo Fei, you can only exercise restraint and tolerance. Changqing, The world knows it and will spurn you. She knows it and it will make her more sad. This kind of sin will make her restless. Do n’t you expect her to have a good afterlife? "

He calmly told the cruel facts, he could not bear it, but he was worried that Chen Yu would be infamous for a lifetime.

The two did not speak anymore, one was sitting, the other was lying, and the quiet Ren Shanfeng dried his tears.

After a long time, Chen Yu stood up and whistled, and his horse had to run. He took out the incense candle money from the saddle.

Yuan Chong knew that Chen Yu would endure the past. He set the incense candles and lit the paper. The yellow paper was turned into gray ashes by the tongue of fire.

Chen Yu got a pile of branches to light, and took out two **** chicken legs from the saddle.

Yuan Chong was startled: "Why still have hair?"

Chen Yu wrapped the chicken legs in mud and threw them into the fire. He said lightly: "I don't give up eating chicken legs. I didn't find them in the kitchen when I walked. I had to find a chicken and cut the leg. Make the beggar chicken leg for her to eat."

Yuan Chong shook his body, and immediately pityed the chicken. I think I took him out of the city to help Wangjingcheng know which hapless egg had eliminated the disaster.

The fire reflected Chen Yu's face. He burned the money, said softly: "I also brought the rabbit lamp you like. You light Huang Quan to recognize the way." He said that he took the **** rabbit lamp from his arms and went to the fire throw.

The flame licked the thin silk of the rabbit lamp, Chen Yu's eyes flashed, and his hand quickly grabbed the lamp from the fire to pat the flame out. Yuan Chong looked at him puzzled, and saw that Chen Yu picked up the burnt corner of the rabbit lamp and put it on the fire, and muttered in his mouth: "Yuan Chong, is it my dazzle? How can there be words? ? "

Yuan Chong took a closer look, and through the firelight, a few words appeared in the brown blood stains. He recognized for a long time and said, "Born in April in Yihai. What is this?"

"Born in April in Yihai year. Born in April ..." Chen Yu jumped up and stammered in front of the tombstone. "Born in February in Yihai year and died in March in the ugly year ... It's February to give up Born, the April birth mentioned above, whose birthday? "

A light flashed through my heart. Suddenly a look of sadness and joy appeared in his eyes.