227 Last Wish

Huaxi and I carried the ghost's body back together. When we went back to meet Banxia, we made up a perfect reason to deceive Banxia. We said that when the old ghosts were picking medicine in the middle of the mountain, they accidentally fell into the mountain stream and died suddenly.

Banxia is extremely sad, but he believes in our words. After all, he could not believe that the person who killed his master would be his dearest sister. The person who raised them together.

For the death of the old ghost, Banxia was extremely sad. He knelt alone in front of the spirit of the old ghost for three days and three nights. Although we never shed a tear, any of us can see his sadness from his lonely and desperate face.

I don't know what Hua Xi's inner thoughts are, but these days, she is in a trance and often mutters to herself and shouts the master. From her dull eyes, I saw her regret and helplessness.

That day, Lingzhi also noticed the unusual atmosphere in Wuyou Valley, so she took my hand and asked me curiously, "Mom, why haven't my father and godmother ignored me recently? They don't even eat much?"

I smiled bitterly at her and said sadly, "Because my godmother and father have been very sad recently, so I can't eat."

Then, she nodded as if she didn't understand and said, "What's wrong with Grandpa? Why did he lie there without even talking to us? Yesterday, he didn't promise me what I called him.

Hearing this, I couldn't hide my sadness and covered my mouth and cried.

When Lingzhi saw me crying, she was a little shocked: "Mom...Mom...Mom, why did you cry?" After saying that, she also cried.

That night, Lingzhi was very fierce and kept trying to ask her father, but Banxia didn't go anywhere because of the spirit guard.

Later, Lingzhi asked for Grandpa again. I had no choice but to tell her that Grandpa was dead.

Little Ganoderma lucidum has no concept of life and death. After all, in this worry-free valley, the ghost is still the first to die, and she is also the first time to face the dead.

"Mom, you said Grandpa died, why did he die?"

Looking at her wide eyes and looking at me innocently, I'm right. I can't say that it was her most sticky bride who killed him.

"Mom, why do people die? Why did Grandpa die?

I said with tears, "Because he is old and is about to die."

"Are you going to die when you are old?"

"Well, everyone can't escape from life, old age, illness and death."

"Where will Grandpa go when he dies?"

I couldn't tell my child about the cruelty of hell, so I said the beauty of heaven.

"When Grandpa dies, he will go to the sky and then become a little star to protect my Lingzhi."

Hearing this, Lingzhi looked extremely excited and said, "Really? Mother? Then can I play with Grandpa in the future?

I shook my head and couldn't bear to say, "No, in the future, only Grandpa can see Ganoderma lucidum, but Ganoderma lucidum can't see Grandpa. I can't talk or see each other."

When Lingzhi heard what I said, she suddenly cried and took my hand and said, "No, no... I don't want Grandpa to become a star, and I don't want to see Grandpa. I don't want Grandpa to die. I'm going to find Grandpa. I want Grandpa to play with me.

This is the first time she has cried so unscrupulously. No matter how I coax her, there is nothing I can do. She didn't fall asleep until she was completely tired of crying. The little girl also frowned when she slept in her dream. I think, in the dream, she also misses her grandfather.

Five days later, we chose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers in Wuyou Valley, and then buried the ghosts and monsters.

Before his death, he was poor and kind. After his death, he was surrounded by flowers, with quiet streams in front of him and mountains in the back, making him peaceful here. I'm afraid it's the best choice.

After burying the old ghosts, we silently returned to the former hut together. Without the existence of ghosts and monsters, there is indescribable coldness and emptiness in the room.

Hua Xi alone spent herself in the room. Perhaps what she experienced brought a hard blow to her ignorance.

Banxia did not doubt anything because of this, but only regarded Huaxi as sad and closed herself in this way.

I looked at the once angry brothers and sisters, but now they have become like this because of the strange departure, and I can't help but have no choice but do more.

That day, when I saw the decadent and tired Banxia, my expression was so pale that there was no trace of blood. These days of grief and hunger strike made him skinny in an instant.

The deep eye socket fully shows that he hasn't had a good rest in the past few days.

"Hanxia, drink this." I knew he didn't want to eat, so I brought some boiled ginseng soup. Although this can't satisfy hunger, it doesn't matter if you add a little physical strength.

In the past few days, without saying a word, he suddenly made a desolate sound, and immediately covered his face and cried loudly.

This is still the first time I've seen him cry.

There is a saying that men don't shed tears, but they don't feel sad.

These days of forbearance and strength are on the verge of collapse at this moment.

After I was stunned for a moment, I also cried and came forward. I hugged Banxia and said, "banxia, don't be sad. If you want to cry, just cry. It will be better."

He, a man, sobbed and said to me, "Yu Hen... Yu Hen, the master is gone... The master really left..."

I patted his thin back and said softly, "Basha, you don't have a master, or do you have us? Do you know?"

"Yu Hen... Yu Hen... I'm afraid, I'm so scared..." He said with choked tears and slid down silently again.

"Hanxia, you must be strong. You are the most proud apprentice of ghosts and old monsters. You have to shoulder all the responsibilities, because Huaxi is still young..."

When I mentioned Huaxi, he was slightly stunned and stopped crying.

The next second, he indifferently pushed me away. The red eyes actually said with unprecedented strangeness and indifference, "Isn't it that what the master said to you before?"

Looking at his sad and helpless eyes, although I couldn't bear it, I thought that isn't this what Huaxi has done? In addition, this is also the last wish of the ghost before his death. No matter how cruel it is to Banxia, it can only be completed by saying these things.

So, against my heart, I nodded feebly and said, "Grandpa Ghost said that if he goes, you will take care of Huaxi for the rest of your life." Speaking of the two words for life, my voice is trembling.

After listening, he just sneered, and then raised his lips with some sarcasm and admittance: "Life... Is it really a lifetime?" When I said this, I could deeply feel the sadness and inescapable suffering in his heart.

I no longer answer, I can only admit all this by default.

He sneered: "Okay, Yu Hen, since you told me in person, I will do it."

Leaving this sentence, he no longer seems to intend to make any unnecessary struggles, leaving only a sad and cold figure.

I stared at the figure with pain in my heart and called deeply: "Half summer..." But the remaining words came to my mouth, but I couldn't say it.