Yu Wenzhe stood here for several hours before turning around, "Uncle Lin, let's go, there's nothing left here, let's go home."
"Young master, go home" Lin Ping picked up a handful of ashes on the ground, his eyes were full of sadness, followed behind Yu Wenzhe, and said softly.
Helan Mountain, after more than half a year of war, it seems more gloomy, the plants on the mountain are more lush, especially the green grass grass, the original half a year has been dug up in the periphery of Helan Mountain, and now there is a layer of new shoots drilled out in the soil, the vitality is so tenacious, now it is not spring.
The two of them were silent on the road, no one said anything, and when they arrived at the cabin on the mountain, it was already the second half of the night, Yu Wenzhe did not rest, but knelt in the small courtyard and dug up on the ground with his hands.
There were originally some vegetables planted in the small courtyard, although the soil was not very strong, but the land in the mountains was mixed with many small stones, and as time passed, Yu Wenzhe's hands were scratched one after another, and the blood seeped into the soil, mixed with the fragrance of the soil.
Lin Ping watched behind Yu Wenzhe, stretched out his hand, and opened his mouth again and again, but in the end it turned into a sigh of pity, Yu Wenzhe dug all night, and Lin Ping stood behind him all night.
The sky was bright, Yu Wenzhe touched the sweat on his forehead, looked at the sun in the sky, and did not have any scruples, the dirt stained with blood in his hands had rubbed on his face.
"Uncle Lin, just bury Uncle Cao's family here" "Okay, we used to be in Cao Mansion, but now it's here, Xin'er's child has a marriage contract with you, and he will marry back after all" Lin Ping nodded, carefully put the handful of ashes in his hand in the grave dug by Yu Wenzhe, and said softly.
Until Lin Ping's voice fell, Yu Wenzhe's hands holding the wooden box paused, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face, "Uncle Lin, there is no Xin'er, I don't have anything about Xin'er now, not a single one" Lin Ping's big hand gently wiped the dirt on Yu Wenzhe's face, and shook his head, "You and Xin'er are no longer separated from each other, and the blood you shed there to carry Xin'er's soul is buried."
"Hmm" Yu Wenzhe raised his head, nodded heavily at Lin Ping, put the wooden box in his hand into it, and a tomb appeared in the small courtyard.
In the next moment, when the tomb was erected, without warning, Yu Wenzhe's eyes closed and he passed out.
Lin Ping suddenly took a step forward and took Yu Wenzhe in his arms.
Lin Ping didn't hear it, at the moment when Yu Wenzhe fainted, his mouth opened and closed slightly, leaving a vague sentence, and his eyes kept falling on the tomb, and in a trance, he felt that a transparent and broken energy body overflowed in his body, seeping into the grave bag, "Yes, have you already decided to follow, go all the way" Time flies, Shan Yudu Hufu began to rebuild after the epidemic passed, Chang'an also sent a new Dadu Hu, everything is developing towards a good place, and Yu Wenzhe is like being forgotten, and he has been guarding the grave for three years, three years, it is three lives, it is three reincarnations, he has not gone down the mountain, he has not stepped out of this courtyard gate, this small courtyard is like a cage, his heart is trapped here.
Three years is a long time, the original catastrophe seems to have been washed away, Han Shoujiang has been promoted to the official rank, becoming the highest military general in the entire Shan Yu Protectorate, there is no threat from the Turks, Shan Yu Protectorate has returned to the previous peace, until two figures appeared at the door of the small courtyard, and the courtyard gate was opened.
The golden sunlight fell on Yu Wenzhe's face, looking so mature and vicissitudes.
"Zhe'er, why are you so suffering, the deceased is gone, you have to let go" Sun Simiao stood in front of the small courtyard, looked at Yu Wenzhe, who had half-white hair in front of him, but his eyes were already clear, and shook his head with pity.
The hair is half white, because of excessive sorrow, because of longing, and the eyes are clear, because the sadness is hidden in the deepest part of the eyes.
"I'm guarding the person I love for three years, I can't spend this life with her, so at least I have to stay with her for a while, don't worry, sir, even if you can't let it go, it doesn't matter, I can bear it" Yu Wenzhe shook his head, showing a satisfied smile, then let go of his body and welcomed Sun Simiao into the small courtyard, just after Sun Simiao entered the small courtyard, he found that there was a girl with a medicine basket behind him, this girl was covered with bandages, even her face was wrapped, and only two eyes were exposed.
A trace of doubt flashed on Yu Wenzhe's face, he could vaguely see that this was a girl, but there was a strange sense of familiarity, which filled his heart, and he couldn't help but stretch out his arm to uncover the white cloth wrapped around the girl's face.
"Zhe'er, this is my disciple, and he has some stubborn diseases, so he can't show his face."
Sun Simiao blocked Yu Wenzhe's raised hand, shook his head bitterly, and said.
"It's the juniors who are abrupt" Yu Wenzhe withdrew his right hand and said apologetically, and then moved two wooden stools and placed them behind the two of them.
Sun Simiao sat down, the girl wrapped in white cloth kept her head down after entering this small courtyard, and did not sit down, but stood behind Sun Simiao, her eyes fell on the grave bag in the small courtyard, opened her mouth in surprise, and made a dull and stiff voice.
"Yuwen" In front of the tomb bag, there are three tombstones, these three tombstones are not big, but they are very exquisite, they are carved in stone, and on the middle piece are engraved a few words with very light colors, "Yuwen's, the tomb of mercy" After Sun Simiao heard the girl's voice, he looked at the tombstone, his pupils shrank, and then he took a deep breath. suppressed the surprise in his heart, "Zhe'er, what about Brother Lin Ping, why aren't you there?"
"Uncle Lin went hunting, you can come back in the evening, how did Mr. find here, originally I wanted to visit Mr. before leaving" "Hahaha, that's really a coincidence, I originally wanted to leave Helan and go elsewhere to explore medicinal materials, so I wanted to see you before leaving, the one you took at the beginning had this little guy's blood in it, so no matter where you are, it can feel it, when I refined three Breathing Pills, it took half a year to ease my spirit."
Sun Simiao showed a hint of a smile, touched the medicine pocket on his body, and took out a porcelain bottle in his arms, and the medicine pocket was still one by one, highlighting the shape of a mouse.
"You take this Breath Pill, Chang'an's kind of local power is gathering clouds, it is not easy to survive there, you will take this Pill with you, if this Pill is taken by you, the little guy will sense, no matter where I am, I can go to help, this is the connection between the Pill and the medicine rat, and it is also the wonder that it can really rank among the three miracle medicines. i0 t1706231537: