Chapter 1022

The scream from the north of the desert came from the forest on the other side of the river, and Fang Yuan regretted it very much.

He should have thought that when Chen Wanyue woke up, she would feel ashamed to see him and seek death. She waded across the river from the place where they often sat together, rather than passing the small bluestone bridge where he sat all night.

It seems that he still doesn't understand this woman.

From the second cry for help from mobeibei, Fang Yuan could easily hear that they had recognized their mother and daughter, which made him feel a little relieved: as long as mobeibei knew that she was Chen Wanyue's daughter, no one could easily hurt them according to her ability.

As for Mobei, after hearing the silver bell, she asked him for help. It is likely that there are too many enemies for her to worry about Chen Wanyue's safety.

Mobei can't be distracted from protecting Chen Wanyue's enemy. Of course, it comes from Jiuyou world. Fang Yuan can't think of anyone in the world who can pose a threat to her, just as he only found Chen Wanyue after wading with the fastest speed.

Then Fang Yuan saw the blood stains in the grass under his feet, neither the enemy nor the north of the desert -- finally, he saw that Chen Wanyue was stabbing a military knife under her right rib.

The sabre is not deep enough to handle. Although it is not stabbed in the heart, there is little hope that it can save her.

Watching the woman raise her hand hard and point to the deep forest on the west side, Fang Yuan sighed gently, knelt on the ground, held her in his arms and asked softly, "how do you feel?"

The smart eyes of the past have become dull at this time. When they move slightly, they can give people an illusion when the abacus beads are moved. Chen Wanyue looked at him and smiled and replied, "I'm dying."

"As long as you don't want to die, I can save you."

Fang Yuan stared into Chen Wanyue's eyes and said very seriously.

The greatest dependence on which people can live in the world is vigorous vitality.

Only with constant vitality can we create miracles one by one and stand up strongly after suffering heavy losses.

Similarly, when a person completely loses his desire and hope to live, even if he is rescued in time after being seriously injured, there is no possibility of surviving.

Therefore, Fang Yuan hopes that Chen Wanyue can be stronger, summon up strong vitality for survival, and strive for more opportunities for her to be treated. That's why she said so.

Chen Wanyue's answer disappointed Fang Yuan: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. I only want to die but I'm afraid. I don't have a little dignity to live - now I finally have the courage to go on this road, so don't hit my confidence again, okay?"

"Well, I wish you a safe journey."

Fang Yuan didn't persuade her any more, because he had felt the real thoughts of women.

A woman's life is a cowardly tragedy.

That's why she hopes to be a brave person at the end of her life to show her contempt for the world.

"It's very kind of you."

The woman slowly said these three words and slowly closed her eyes.

Fang Yuan has long heard that when one's life is coming to an end, he will feel very relaxed and will no longer feel the slightest pain. It's like floating in the clouds without direction, very comfortable.

At this time, if external forces try to rescue her, shout her name and disturb her, she will feel incomparable pain. There are many knives cutting every inch of her skin and flesh, but they are unable to resist. They can only stand by until the signs of life disappear completely.

So Fang Yuan really didn't want to disturb her to "ascend to heaven" slowly. At the same time, he wanted to know where Mobei went: since his mother and daughter have recognized each other, why not be there to protect her?

"I saw Xiao Bei... She waited for me in front and called my mother. Don't, don't disturb her. "

As if feeling what Fang Yuan was thinking at this time, Chen Wanyue, who closed her eyes, murmured this sentence.

Mobei is dead?

Fang Yuan was stunned and asked instinctively, "who killed her?"

Chen Wanyue didn't answer.

After saying that, her life officially came to an end.

Looking at the quiet face of a woman as if she were asleep, her messy heart gradually calmed down.

After taking off his wet shirt and covering the woman's face, Fang Yuan held her in his arms, looked around, turned and walked out of the woods and down the river.

It is said that when people die, they will settle down in peace. If Chen Wanyue, who is very quiet when she leaves, wants to continue to be quiet, she will naturally have to be buried well.

This is not Fangyuan's real home, but even Fangyuan plans to bury her in the yard.

Although this woman seems to be tossing all her life, it's all forced. Her nature is like her name. She especially likes quiet.

Generally speaking, women who are as gentle as water are basically timid, and even more timid after death.

She was buried in the current "Fang family" yard, just underground in front of the bedroom window of Fangyuan's hometown. That's the nearest place to him. When you come out at night, you just need to stand in front of the glass outside the window to see him.

After a heavy rain, the soil under the window became softer. Without much effort, a pit up to two meters deep was dug.

Chen Wanyue was wrapped in a brand-new blanket and lay motionless under the pit. It was like sleeping soundly. This made Fang Yuan suddenly feel an illusion, as if she would lift the blanket over her face at the next moment, raise her left hand and stretch out, saying that she was so tired.

Of course, Chen Wanyue wouldn't do this. Fang Yuan slowly pushed down the soil and completely covered her. She didn't respond at all.

After the red and white blanket was not visible at all, Fang Yuan no longer hesitated, picked up a shovel and shoveled down the mound.

Soon, it became a round mound.

Fang Yuan took a shovel and slapped it on the mound several times. Then he felt as if it was monotonous.

No tombstone -- Fang Yuan didn't plan to erect a tombstone for Chen Wanyue. She also knew that she didn't want to have this thing to let others know that she slept below.

But there should be something else, such as pine and cypress.

Fang Yuan walked out of the house with a shovel, walked across the small bluestone bridge and into the forest to search for suitable pines and cypresses.

There are no pines and cypresses in the forest. There are tall poplar trees everywhere. After wandering around the forest for a long time, I was disappointed. When I came back, I inadvertently looked at the river and my eyes brightened: there is a green pomegranate tree over there.

God knows how a pomegranate tree can appear in this place. The newly blooming flowers are red, bright and active like fire, and even look like the smiling face of Chen Wanyue.

Plant a pomegranate tree in her resting place. I believe she will like it very much.

Fang Yuan walked down the riverbank and soon threw out the pomegranate tree more than one meter high. When she walked up the riverbank on her shoulder, she suddenly thought of something: in his hometown of King Tang, Xia Xiaoyun planted a pomegranate tree in his bedroom window?

There is such a pomegranate tree in the real hometown. Now there is another pomegranate tree here, which will be planted under the carefully copied windowsill of the master bedroom of the hometown - is this the providence of the dark, or is there someone secretly arranging it?

Fang Yuan looked back at the forest on the other side. A moment later, he smiled and walked quickly up the riverbank.

It doesn't matter whether it's hidden or manipulated by someone. As long as Chen Wanyue likes to have such a tree where she sleeps.

Sure enough, after the pomegranate tree was added in front of the grave, the whole yard became vivid in an instant.

In the breeze, pomegranate flowers like Chen Wanyue's smiling face nodded at the little weeping willow at the root of the west wall, as if greeting and saying that we are neighbors in the future. Please take care of them.

After sweeping the yard with a broom, Fang Yuan returned to the West Wing room, put away the red koji drunk for a thousand days and the pieces of paper recording the brewing process, wiped his face, walked out and said to the woman's grave, "I'm leaving. I'll come to see you when I have a chance. Of course, you can go to the king of Tang to see me. Goodbye, don't send it. I don't like parting. "

Chen Wanyue didn't come out to send Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan went to the small bluestone bridge. When he stopped and looked back, he didn't see her coming out. Only the running water under the bridge rattled and ran to an endless distance.

When the river flows north through the small bluestone bridge across the east-west direction, the water speed is much faster. The terrain over there is much lower than that over there, and the river channel is much deeper. It has to be four or five meters. The underwater is covered with water and grass. It looks green and empty and can't see to the end.

No matter how big the forest is, it also has a edge. No matter how long the river is, it also has an end.

The small river that passes through the whole forest in Kamen area bends for hundreds of kilometers. When it rushes out of the forest, the river channel is more than ten times wider than the river channel seen in the surrounding area, and the water is much deeper. This is a situation formed by gathering countless streams. After bypassing a mountain rich in copper, it flows into a larger river.

This is the end of the river. At the end, it ushered in a broader world. If it weren't for the existence of the small reservoir, the gushing river would never be as quiet as now. Some things washed down from the upper stream floated up after being blocked by the dam.

When it doesn't rain, people often fish on the shore.

Today, it's not only raining, but also windy. Only fools will squat by the reservoir and get drenched.

There is no shortage of fools in this world, so someone will fish in this bad weather.

Perhaps he is not fishing, but "fishing" people.

When a fat body quickly floated up with the vortex in front of the dam, and then sank again, the man immediately waved the fishing rod, and the fishing hook wrapped around the leg of the body accurately.

The man in a black raincoat looked around for a few times and found no suspicious person. He immediately pulled the fishing line and swung the fishing rod back and forth along the direction of the vortex like walking a fish. Finally, he pulled the body away from the vortex and dragged it to the shore.

This is a corpse weighing 300 kg. After soaking in the water for dozens of hours, the woman's already fat body looks more bloated. On the contrary, her long white hair is still so dazzling.

If someone can see a fisherman and fish out a 300 kg body with one hand, he will be surprised when he can easily put it on his shoulder. Maybe he will suggest him to participate in the Olympic Games and win the weightlifting gold medal.

If you find that the man carrying the body to a pickup truck turned out to be an old man in his 70s and 80s, you will not only be surprised, but also immediately kneel down and worship him as a teacher.

Obviously, the old man was not interested in taking anyone as an apprentice. After putting the body in the carriage, he covered it with canvas, then got on the bus and started a fire.

When the rain fell a little, the pickup truck came to the door of a bulk container factory. The old guard looked into the carriage in the reception room and asked the old man driving: "old potato, what good thing is pulled on the car?"

The old man replied, "it's a body."