After a long time, they finally buried him.
These guys.
Li Mu was almost angry to death.
Li Mu found a lot of things from under the tombstone.
Something that was offered as a sacrifice many years ago.
Damn it, they even held a sacrifice.
Li Mu's forehead was full of black lines.
Li Mu was speechless when he turned over the things buried in the grave with a palm.
It’s confirmed.
This is his tomb, there is no possibility of anyone else's.
A sword given to Amu, and some of his books.
I don't know who also put his underwear in there.
After many years, these things have rotted away.
In Li Mu's consciousness, he could still see its original appearance.
Alas~
Li Mu sighed deeply.
Swish~
The sword flashed and soon cut out a huge stone from the cliff next to it.
Carve five huge words on it and stand it on the Yuanqi pit.
Not feeling satisfied, he carved seven small words next to it.
Then, he turned and left.
A few months later, a group of men and women came to the tombstone with offerings.
"Sister Xiaoqing, go over and take a look!"
Zhou Hua ran to Chu Qing, who was dozens of miles behind him, and said anxiously,
"What happened?"
"Go and see if those words were left by the master."
Zhou Hua took a deep breath and said.
Without explaining, he dragged Chu Qing towards the tombstone.
At this time, a row of men and women stood in front of the huge tombstone.
Everyone stared at the tombstone in a daze.
"Which bastard played this prank?"
Amu cursed.
"Amu, maybe it's really what the master left behind."
White Lotus Road.
The other men and women stared at the tombstone with their eyes flashing with complex lights.
"If it was really the master who carved the words, then he is so humorous!"
Amu said.
In his eyes, the gentleman was the kind of person who lived seriously and gently, in short, a decent person.
This doesn't sound like something he would say.
"You'll know when Sister Chu Qing comes. He's seen all of Mr.'s notes."
After a stick of incense, Chu Qing and Zhou Hua came running over.
Staring at the words on the stone tablet.
Tears welled up in Chu Qing's eyes.
"I'm not dead yet~"
The three huge words are too dazzling.
Before I even got close to the tombstone, the resentment on it hit me in the face.
"Sister Xiaoqing, is this what the master left behind?"
A group of men and women surrounded Chu Qing.
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