v3 Chapter 61： New grave

The rapeseed flowers in the hometown are in full bloom, and the strong golden color seems to burn to the sky, and the faint floral fragrance is filled in Li Yunrui's nose.

This faint floral fragrance made him feel lighter and lighter and finally floated.

He saw a group of newly born lambs running on the field, and then he saw a little boy running happily behind the flock and getting closer and closer to him.

He clearly heard the happy laughter of the little boy, and then he became more and more happy.

However, he was suddenly a little surprised because he felt that the face of this little boy became more and more familiar.

The little boy ran past his eyes, and the body rolled up the cauliflower on both sides of the field, and floated a lot of golden petals, bringing a golden wave.

Li Yunrui involuntarily walked along the road when the little boy came to the village in front.

A oxen was tied under the old banyan tree at the entrance of the village, and mottled light and shadow fell on him.

Li Yunrui went on. He saw a fence. He saw a woman in a rags washing the clothes in the water well in the fence.

On the stove in the house, steamed radish dumplings.

Seeing him coming in, the woman in the rags suddenly looked up and looked at him with humiliation and let him go to wash his hands.

Li Yunrui looked at his hands with shock. He saw his hands covered with mud. He saw his hands became very white and small.

He was even more shocked. He found himself a boy who had just ran through the **** field.

He finally reacted to where it was, and finally reacted to who he was, who the woman was wearing a rags.

He opened his mouth, but he was inexplicably choked.

The golden yellow in the field became more and more dazzling. He couldn't help but close his eyes. However, he didn't want to see such a picture, so he squinted hard and opened his eyes hard... but the golden yellow still Filled with all the world before him.

He made a painful voice.

"Wake up?"

A cold voice rushed into his ear like a cold water.

This voice is unusually strange, Li Yunrui’s eyes are darker, just like the old banyan tree at the entrance of the village blocks the sky above him. He gradually sees the world in front of him... there is no golden rapeseed in the mountains and mountains, only the endless 滔滔River water.

It was a white shirt woman who blocked the sky above his head.

He found himself lying on the wet grass and looking up. The white-shirted woman looked extraordinarily tall and tall.

"For whatever reason, it’s stupid to go to the bottom of the river."

The white-shirted woman looked at him and said with a blank expression.

Li Yunrui was silent for a moment. He slowly sat up and said, "Have you saved me?"

The white-shirted woman looked at him and said calmly: "Yes."

Li Yunrui was silent for a moment and said: "Thank you."

The white-breasted woman's brow slightly picked up.

Li Yunrui has stood up at this time and continues to walk toward the river ahead.

"Ding Ning."

The white-shirted woman did not stop Li Yunrui who had re-entered the river, but just said the name.

Li Yunrui’s body suddenly froze.

"What did you hear when I was in a coma?"

He turned and looked at the woman in white shirt.

"When I got to this kind of cultivation, I scattered all the real yuan from the bottom of the river. I want to know why."

The white-shirted woman did not answer his question, but turned and looked at the long tomb in the distance.

She has been on this river for a long time. During the period around the Lushan League, she has been hesitating that she still has to enter Changling, and there is no need to enter Changling. However, her hesitation has disappeared. .

She started to move.

Li Yunrui's body became colder and colder. He turned and saw the white-shirt woman facing Changling.

"I will go to Changling to find my answer."

The white-shirted woman did not look back at him, but said calmly.

Li Yunrui’s face showed a bit of bitterness. He stopped talking about it and began to move, following the woman in a white shirt.

......

The palace lady in a common cloth slowly walked out of the phoenix tree.

There was a carriage in the shade of the side in front of her. As she approached the carriage, the carriage curtain opened from the inside out, and a long-shoulder man walked out of it and bowed to her in awe.

"Give Zhou Yuan to him, this is what he deserves."

The palace lady looked at the long-shoulder man and said with a blank expression: "But this does not mean that he will receive preferential treatment in the Shushan sword meeting."

The long-haired man’s brows are slightly wrinkled, and then he once again shows himself to understand.

......

A black cloud flows slowly in the sky.

Below the black cloud, it is the driving force of the Daqi Dynasty.

The imperial driving dynasty of the Dachu Dynasty stayed in Wancheng, and the imperial driving dynasty of the Daqi Dynasty did not move toward the capital, but went to a black mountain.

The black mountains are not tall, and there is no grass growing in any one, but there are countless tombstones of various sizes.

The Imperial Team stopped at the foot of the mountain, but the black big sedan continued to go up.

In a valley near the foothills, a teenager is digging a pit with a shovel.

The boy is about the same age as Ding Ning. He is wearing a black shirt. His expression is extremely calm and focused. Even if the huge black car is parked behind him, he did not stop when Qi Di walked out of it. I didn't even look back at Qi Di.

Qi Di waited quietly.

There is even a rare respect on his face, this kind of look only when he is facing the baby.

The black soil kept rising, and the juvenile's pit was getting bigger and deeper and deeper, and he stopped his hand until his head sank into the ground.

"You should be the disciple of the teacher?"

Looking at the black robe boy turned, Qidi slightly decapitated, and asked in peace.

The black robe teenager did not even look at Qi Di, even a cold wind, his figure has disappeared in front of Qi Di, appearing in the black big sedan.

Without any stoppage, he hung his head and picked up the body of the baby, and then fell back into the deep pit that he had dug.

"Buy it up."

He put down the body of the baby, and then he lay down calmly, watching Qidi say.

Qi Di’s eyes flashed a stunned look, but he still felt something, so he no longer said anything, and reached out to hold the shovel that the boy had just used.

He personally started to fill the pit.

A sleek black soil spilled, and the body of the black robe and the infant were gradually buried until the pit was filled.

When it's all done, the sunset is like blood.

Qi Di thought about it, unloading the black crown worn on his head and erecting it, such as a tombstone inserted in this new grave.

(The number of words in this chapter is relatively small, but when you are drunk, do you feel that it is elegant...)