Chapter 404

The first brothers and sisters still remember.

The young man's thin figure, in the light of the setting sun, was pulled infinitely long.

His back, so lonely.

Every step, his body, always can't help tilting.

Since then, they have never seen song Zhiyi again. Now, it has been 18 years. They have been to Haiyou city many times before, but song Zhiyi's gate is closed every time. He has never opened the gate, and he has never seen his brother and sister.

The Viper heard that.

My heart is heavy.

"Ye Ling, the empress, is said to be cruel and cruel."

Chunuan quickly explained, "it's just a rumor. It's all a cover given by the four families in order to overthrow the empress. They threw all the bad things on the empress."

Xie an: "so, song Zhiyi is because you didn't protect the empress well, so in the past 18 years, even your face, don't want to comment?"

Chuwen Chuwen nodded.

"In fact, if we had gone to the palace to ask the empress, we would not have caused such a disaster. Our brothers and sisters were responsible for the death of the empress, and we should be responsible for it."

Xie an sighed again.

Who can think of it?

It was premeditated to think of all this.

Chu brothers and sisters are right, so is song Zhiyi.

They all have people who care about it. Because of this, there is no way.

Xie an: "well, I'll go and have a look to see if the leader of the Song Dynasty will see me?"

"It can only be so, xie'an. You can't say that you know us. Song Zhiyi hates anyone who is related to the four families, and also hates us."

"Good."

At this time, the sea tour in the city.

Song Zhiyi is sitting in the position of the city leader, listening to the people under his hand telling the strange things about ancient tombs in recent days.

They said that another boy entered the ancient tomb, but this time it was a bit strange. Two months later, the boy's body was not found near Zhouguan, Haiyou city.

They also said that the people who came with the teenagers were the brothers and sisters of the first family.

So song Zhiyi didn't know that the man who came here was Ye Ling's younger brother Ye Xingchen. He only thought that the boy was also a member of the early family and didn't care much.

"Lord, some fruit plates are ready. Are they the same as before?"

Song Zhiyi closed the memorial and rubbed his painful forehead.

"Just leave the grapes," he said softly

The fruit that Ling sister likes to eat is grape.

Today is the 18th year after sister Ling died.

Song Zhiyi set up a spirit card in a ancestral temple in Haiyou City, in which only Ye Ling had a spirit card.

On this day, instead of doing anything, he took a fruit basket, loaded a basket of grapes and carried them to the ancestral hall for three days.

After his men prepared the fruit basket, song Zhiyi selected the best grapes, brought a jar of wine, and went to the ancestral temple alone.

At this time of the year, the ancestral hall is always surrounded by guards.

The city leader is weak and can't bear the cold.

When he didn't come, Haiyou city was floating all over the place, with corpses everywhere, which made the people miserable.

It was the city master who developed Haiyou city step by step into what it is today. He built a commercial channel between Nanguan and Haiyou city.

Although song Zhiyi has no martial arts, nor can he learn spiritual power, he is the existence that everyone in Haiyou City respects. People respect him and love him. He is the future and hope of Haiyou city.

Song Zhiyi is carrying the fruit basket.

Slowly opened the door of the ancestral hall.

Then close it slowly.

Inside the huge ancestral hall, it was swept clean, and only one person was worshipped.

Song Zhiyi looked at the empty courtyard and walked over.

He pushed the inside door open again.

The scenery inside is very warm.

If it wasn't for the spirit card in the middle, I'm afraid the people who came would think it was an elegant Pavilion.

There is a round table in front of the spirit card.

There were all kinds of books last year.

Song Zhiyi looks at the Lingpai and loses his voice for a long time. Only when his hand is sore from the fruit basket can he recover.

With a smile, he took out the grapes in the fruit basket and put them on the round table.

Song Zhiyi gently placed the bottle of wine beside the spirit throne.

"Sister Ling, I've come to see you again."

The man sat slowly by the round table.

Peel the grapes one by one and put them on the plate.

"Sister Ling, recently, some strange things have happened in Haiyou city. I've dealt with more, so I didn't have time to see you. You can't blame me."

Peel the grapes well.Song Zhiyi washed his hands beside him.

Then look at the spirit card road.

"It's beginning to warm up."

"I know, elder sister Ling, you don't want to see us like this. I also know what happened at the beginning. No wonder they did."

"I don't have the ability. If I can cultivate spiritual power, if I am an alchemist, how good it should be. In fact, I don't blame Chuwen chunuan. I blame myself more. I blame myself. I have no ability to protect you."

"Even if I know that you died in the hands of a traitor, I have no way to avenge you."

Song Zhiyi said with self mockery.

Look at the throne in front of you.

I feel more and more incompetent.

"You said that the people are the cornerstone, you spoil them, love them, and are willing to bear humiliation for them. It doesn't matter how much you suffer, but it's you who hurt you so wholeheartedly for them."

The man's fingers are long and thin, and his body is thin.

"You know everything, it's unexpected."

Song Zhiyi, if I hadn't had your help, your education and your protection, I would have become a white bone.

Song Zhiyi did not dare to forget and could not forget the original things.

Ye Ling likes red clothes.

Every time she was on the stage, she flew in red.

That arbitrary free and easy appearance, is so bright, is also so moving.

Song Zhiyi regards Ye Ling as his own sister.

Regard her as the only relative in the world.

Song Zhiyi promised Ye Ling that after he took over the dilapidated Haiyou City, he would do his best to return her a vibrant Haiyou city.

Now Haiyou city is alive.

But ye Ling died.

Song Zhiyi and Ye Ling said a lot.

He told Ye Ling all the interesting things that happened in this year.

He also talked about their past.

Talking about the past days.

Speaking of Ye Ling's harshness, her kindness and her gentleness.

Song Zhiyi said something for a long time, then the table where the spirit card was placed suddenly moved, and the wine beside the spirit card smashed down and broke to pieces.

All of a sudden, the aroma of wine overflowed.

Song Zhiyi quickly gets up.

"Who?"

Under the desk, there began to be a movement. After a while, a man emerged from under the desk.