Chapter 67 The Disaster of Prison 1
General's Mansion
Up and down, white silk hanging high, just for the old man's departure. A large white word "Dian" in the lobby is placed in the middle. In front of it is a Nanmu coffin with more than seven feet and four (note one). The coffin cover is not completely closed. Inside, Grandma Liu is lying there peacefully.
This funeral is formal and simple. Xi Xinmiao buried Grandma Liu with the courtesy of the elders in the family, but did not release any news to the outside world. The door was closed, and the outside world wondered which person had passed away.
Except for those who knew about this, there was no outsider to mourn, so the mourning hall was particularly quiet.
Xi Xinmiao, the water is cold, Chu Yinhao and others are all plain clothes, especially Chu Yinhao restrained his usual hippie smile, showing a trace of solemnity and solemnity.
At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the woman next to the coffin, with the same worry in their eyes. Since her appearance, their hanging hearts have never been put down. She looks sad and happy, and normal makes people uneasy. Is it really normal to be so excessively normal?
Xi Xinmiao did not comb any bun, and the three thousand ink hair was completely unfettered. She put it down and put it on the woman's back, a few sticks to her chest vertically. She did not apply any powder, and she was plain. She was sending her mother-in-law with her original self. At this moment, although her face does not look like any powder, it has a thrilling beauty, the kind of natural carving, clear, pure and natural, far beyond the beauty.
It's just that figure. When did it become so thin? Or is it that she is the same, but they have never noticed it?
The almost transparent hand covered the coffin and felt the lines of the silk veins. His eyes moved up with his mother-in-law's crossed hands and fixed on the smiling face.
People die like lights out, rolling in the world, and how many people have walked calmly?
If I hear that in the future, if there are good men and good women in the future, it is the name of Bodhisattva, or praise, or salute, or name, or offering, or even colored paintings to carve out paint images, it is a person who should be born in thirty-three days and never fall into the evil way.
Mother-in-law, have a good journey!
No one in the lobby had the heart to disturb the silence, and he couldn't bear to disturb the silent woman. But a moment of peace was suddenly broken by a harsh impact. Everyone looked at it, but Ling Su broke in with a large group of people at the door. Compared with the last time, the number of people increased unabated, and with the feeling of martial arts practitioners, several masters were mixed in it.
"They, they, miss, the old slave really can't stop them!" Xu Bo quickly explained and looked at Xi Xinmiao with a sincere face.
"It's okay, Uncle Xu, go down." Xi Xinmiao took a step forward, ordered faintly, and finally made a sound.
Shui Yihan and others quickly followed and stood by her side, looking at the uninvited guest in front of them, and the seemingly coldness permeated.
"Miss Xi, please come with us." Ling Su knew that the people in the lobby could not be underestimated. Although he brought some masters, I'm afraid that if they really started, they would suffer losses.
"Reason." If her mother-in-law goes, she doesn't have to be afraid of anything. As long as she doesn't want to, no one can force her.
Looking at the peerless woman with black hair and elegant white clothes in front of him, Ling Su didn't feel a little crazy about it. He was unparalleled, and he was the only one in the world! There is no joy, anger, sorrow and joy, but just indifference, away from the secular indifference and coldness.
"Miss Xi, you are a smart person, so I won't beat around the bush." Ling Su recovered and said in a low voice, "Yesterday, you angered the holy face, and even condoned your subordinates to kill several imperial guards in a row. Do you know that this crime has been heoous? The following crimes are surging. If the emperor kills you under the imperial edict, I'm afraid that the whole house will pay a painful price for your words and deeds. Presumably this is not what you want to see. General Xi has made countless contributions to the battlefield in his life, and the government and the opposition all respect and admiration. Are you willing to lose the general's loyalty and courage and destroy the general's reputation for a lifetime because of your own fault?
"So you want to say that people like me are a disgrace to the general's mansion?"
"I dare not! I mean, since the emperor only verbally ordered the general to take the young lady away and did not issue the imperial edict, which shows that the emperor still cares about the general's thin face, why don't you follow the general to explain the whole situation to the emperor clearly, and strive to be as light as possible? This is the best policy!" With that, there was a trace of eagerness on his face. Somehow, there was a cry in his heart that he didn't want to take action against her.
"I killed those people. One person does things and the other person works. Just press me away and let my master go." The shadow took a step forward, glanced at Ling Su with cold eyes, and said in a low voice.
"Recede."
"Miss!"
"Do you want me to say it again?" The words are very light but have irrefutable determination.
"Yes!" Although she was unwilling, she had to obey, just because she was his master.
It seems that it has been a century. The strange thing is that Ling Su's patience is surprisingly good, and there is no impatience at all. Maybe he had deeper concerns: just by chance, he saw the inconsiderate man next to Xi Xinmiao. When he saw it clearly, he was even more shocked. He turned out to have blue eyes! It has long been rumored in the world that the owner of the Blood Valley has a pair of blue eyes. Does he...
The more I think about it, the more shocked I am. Earlier, it was rumored that Miss Xifu had a close relationship with the owner of the Blood Valley. On the day of the emperor's birthday banquet, the owner of the valley made an exception to give him a birthday. The reason turned out to be from this mysterious Miss Xi. Moreover, exploring his temperament is incomparably noble and indifferent. Isn't the absolute posture of looking down on the world and stepping on the soles of the world on the feet is the best explanation?
Regardless of the huge mysterious forces hidden behind the Blood Valley owner, his unfathomable advanced martial arts alone have made people scared, and Ling Su is very clear how ridiculous and vulnerable the masters he brought are in the eyes of the Lord of the Blood Valley. Therefore, he is willing to wait now, but he can only wait!
"I'll go with you." Xi Xinmiao looked at Ling Su under the steps, and there was no expression on her face. From the beginning, she had no expression. After a long time, he spit out these four words.
When did she find that some shallow concerns had turned into what is difficult to give up now? She didn't need this!
"Miss ( Boss)!" Everyone exclaimed, but the woman in white in front of her was unmoved, and her hair covered most of her cheeks, bringing out a sad beauty, just like her in the world.
"Fate comes and goes, and some things can only be made clear by me. The whole thing starts from me, and naturally it's up to me to choose to end it. It's time to end everything." She muttered and looked at the clouds in the sky, but her eyes were firmer and firmer, and finally condensed into an indelible light spot.
He stretched out his foot and stepped down the steps. When he passed Ling Su, he saw the object in his hand behind him, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Everyone didn't know why. They looked along her line of sight and was stunned.
The water frowned slightly and frowned, like a ripple in the sea of withered well's eyes; Chu Yinhao's face turned black in an in an hour; the shadow face was like frost, and the ghost sword in his hand seemed to make a buzzing sound; the ice-like eyes hit the person, and the ice was piercing.
The man was suddenly focused by so many people, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet to his whole body. He hit a thrill, but the weight in his hand disappeared strangely.
"It seems that the emperor really thinks highly of me. He not only ordered the master to visit the Xi Mansion, but also came such a 'gift'. I'm flattered!" Play with the chain used to tie up the criminals and make the sound of "jingle bells". There is no smell of rust, and there is a little silver on the surface. It is brand-new and clearly just built. This Emperor of Qi is well-intentioned!
Ling Su's face turned pale and he was hesitating whether to explain.
"Bang!" A crisp sound has been the first to block his mouth.
He threw the broken iron chain into two pieces at Ling Su's feet, lifting a faint layer of dust and blinding the light on the surface of the chain.
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a rumin!"
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She left and followed the man, but her words were still in her ears and could not be dispersed. Heaven and earth are not benevolent, is this not benevolent, is it just heaven and earth?
"Will she be all right?" He looked at the empty door and stated that there seemed to be a firmness in Amber's eyes.
"She will be fine." He stood with his hands on his hands, looking pale, but it was an unquestionable affirmation.
Chu Yinhao turned his head and looked at the cold water around him. He always seemed to be so light. The gully in his heart was very incomparable. Perhaps this would make people feel that every word he said had the power to calm people's hearts.
The calmness of the sky, the precipitation after the vicissitudes of life, the transparency of the ups and downs of the world... Let him appreciate and sigh that such a man is worthy of her!
As if she didn't notice Chu Yinhao's gaze, the water looked up at the sky and looked at the sky she had just looked up. The clouds in the sky overlapped or dissipated, reflected in his water-like blue eyes. The floating clouds in the sky were like a surging wave in the blue eyes at this moment, intoxicated and pure white.
His focused and confused expression absorbed the attention of the people in the field. No one noticed that the white jade wrench finger at the thumb was slightly rotated. The traces there were actually very clear and familiar...
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Note 1: The seven-foot-four coffin is what the bug asked his father to know. The bug doesn't know the size of the coffin in other places, but the local coffin size of the bug is the same value~~ Although it's broad daylight, it still feels a little gloomy to talk about the coffin~~ The bug asked his father: It's all seven-foot-four feet. Of? Dad replied: Ask the person who made the coffin~~......
And the Nanmu coffin, which is said to be a kind of "Liuzhou coffin" on Baidu, which is cost-effective~~ Now it is a collection of art~~ Thriller...