Chapter 981

"I don't want to make a big fuss. Let's take brother cypress home quietly, OK?"

The duckweed, holding the casket of cypress's ashes, is heartbroken.

At this time, when the storm is over, when everyone can finally live a good life, the cypress leaves like this. It's really difficult for ducao to calm down. Ducao really can't accept such a fact. Every time she thinks about it, she will be heartbroken. She really hurts!

Ji Shumo sighed at the distressed look of Du Cao. This morning, he specially prepared a suit of plain clothes for Du Cao, and he was the same. They walked step by step towards the mountain.

Du Cao knows that they can have a clean house and so many delicious things, which Ji Shumo has arranged for a long time. Du Cao also knows that the little boy who is maintaining everything is really grown up now, and can be on his own!

Think of these, Du grass mouth with a faint smile, so good, so really good.

This is a small mountain village. The mountain is not very high. They arrived at the peak in a short time. It took Du Cao a long time to find the grave of mother cypress.

"Here it is!"

Du Cao gently smiles, holding the casket of cypress, sitting on one side, silently watching Ji Shumo digging a hole there.

"Brother cypress, we've gone home. Brother cypress, you see, the mountains and rivers are still the same as when we were young. I remember when I was washing clothes by the river in the winter. When you came back from hunting in the mountains, you still carried two wild rabbits in your hand. You just walked in front of me and asked whose children I was."

Du Cao looked at the river at the foot of the mountain and thought of the scene of two people meeting in their last life.

Maybe from the beginning, cypress is kind? Otherwise they wouldn't have those in the back.

If cypress hadn't always helped her and protected her in those years, maybe she wouldn't have grown up and had no chance to meet people, would she?

Du Cao asked himself more than once whether the cypress in the previous life loved him or not, but the answer was love, just the love of cypress, not the narrow love between men and women, but the love between brother and sister.

Although duckweed didn't know what he was capable of in the last life, with this warmth and love, duckweed finally had a trace of light in the cold and dark days, so that later he was delusional to get more love.

Ji's action has never stopped, and Du Cao's voice is also intermittent. He has been talking about those things before. Some things Ji knows, but some things Ji doesn't know. Even Ji doubts whether those things have happened.

Almost an hour later, Ji Shumo finally finished digging. He walked over and held the casket of cypress tree's ashes. He was red eyed: "in this life, I am sorry for you. Next time, I will repay you well!"

Du Cao also cried, stood up, and suddenly cried out: "brother cypress, brother cypress! You go on, don't look back, the grass has taken you home! "

The shrill and shrill voice of Du Cao spread all over the small mountain village, and startled a burst of birds.

Ji took a deep breath and carefully put the urn in, then buried it in the soil, which can be regarded as falling leaves.

Du Cao stood in front of the new tomb, looking at the new tombstone straight, for a long time did not speak.

The wind in late autumn has been very cool on the body, Ji Lyric ink some love Du Cao, take off his cape, put on Du Cao's body.

Du Cao's tears were wet and dry, as if she didn't want money. I don't know how long she cried. Her eyes were swollen as if they were peaches.

Du Cao finally stopped crying. He wiped his tears and touched the tombstone of cypress: "brother cypress, I swear in front of your tombstone that I will let Southern Xinjiang be subjugated, and I will let all the small countries around me become ministers. I will make your wish come true. You just look at me in the sky and see how I can even the world for you!"

Looking at Du Cao's resolute appearance, Ji xumo stepped forward and took Du Cao's hand: "and I, I will let you know that the child you protect, when he grows up, can be on his own and fight in the battlefield!"

"Grass, let's go." Ji Shumo took Du Cao's hand and turned to walk to the other side.

Down the mountain, standing by the river, Du Cao smiles at Ji Shumo: "there are two more boxes?"

Ji Shumo sighed and took out another two boxes from a big tree cave at the foot of the mountain.

One is Ziyi and the other is Lin Shuwen.

These two people, one affectionate, one infatuated, one calculated for a lifetime, one was calculated for a lifetime.But even the one who was calculated in this way, when he died, he had no regrets. Du Cao thought that maybe this was also a kind of love, right?

Open the box and sprinkle all the ashes into the river.

"The river will separate in front of you. Sister Ziyi, you have to run away. You'll never see this bastard again in your next life!"

Du Cao's eyes were red and he waved to the river.

Two people have been out for a day, Du grass hungry and cold, hands and feet are a little disobedient.

Ji Shumo directly holds the man up and goes to his home.

Just did not walk a few steps, is that year buried a small lovely place, but, Du grass think something is wrong, where the grass, how can it be strange purple?

"Wait a minute." Du Cao patted Ji lyric on the shoulder, then went forward to observe the strange purple plant.

It's not grass, it's auspicious.

Du Cao has been seen in ancient books before. Only in the place where the ancient god beast died can there be such auspicious omen. Just like the God grass of that year, it can not only bring the dead back to life, but also prolong life.

However, how can there be ancient beasts in this small mountain village?

What's more, this is the place where little cute is buried.

Cutie?

At this time, Du Cao suddenly thought that at that time, when she took Xiaoai to the mountain, she was always able to find the medicine she wanted. Xiaoai was also very clever. Even Xiaoai's blood could save her grandmother's life. Could it be said that Xiaoai was an ancient beast?

But the little cute is a lovely mouse!

Looking at the excited light in Du Cao's eyes, Ji Lyric Mo just feels very strange. What's the great thing?

Can it make people so happy?

"Ji Shumo, I'm saved. I don't have to die!" Du Cao cried excitedly and held Ji Lyric ink tightly.

what?

Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's excited appearance and frowns slightly: "Xiaocao, what do you say? What on earth is this? "