Chapter 59 Going Home

Yan Weixiu didn’t survive that night, nor did he see the rising sun of the new year.

The martial arts conference was over, and all the sects were damaged, and the new leader of the martial arts world was not yet determined.

Jiyue Pavilion evacuated Yucheng at dawn, and they should have evacuated long ago.

The people of Yucheng have all returned, but their homes have been almost destroyed. There is no way but to start rebuilding.

Yan Sui saw the figure standing in the square, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

The cold wind blew the man’s hair, but he stood there with his spear, motionless.

He stepped forward in disbelief, afraid and hesitant.

Behind him stood the people who came back with him, no one spoke, very quiet, and Yan Sui’s heartbeat became more and more violent.

He stretched out his hand.

"Brother, brother..."

But his brother did not respond to him.

Yu Chi and Gu Jue stood aside, reluctantly turning their heads away.

Yan Sui stood behind Yan Weixiu and finally touched his brother, whose temperature was cold and soaked in snow.

It was a new year, and Yan Sui had become a person.

Yan Weixiu stood upright, holding the long spear, in the whistling cold wind, facing the rising sun, protecting the people behind him.

He never fell down, not even when an arrow pierced his heart.

And now, he is still standing, but he has no breath anymore. In his life, he has lived up to anyone.

He protected the people of Yucheng. He

also protected the Wulin Alliance.

His beloved girl and her happiness.

His most beloved brother.

He protected them all.

But he forgot that the person he felt most sorry for was a man named Yan Weixiu.

A position and a responsibility had trapped him for a long time, and in the end, it was the opposite of his former self.

"What do you think is youthful and frivolous?"

The former Yan Weixiu was young and frivolous, but now Yan Weixiu no longer has the spirit of thinking that he can dominate everything.

The days when he ruled the world with a sword seemed to be right in front of him, but also seemed very far away, as if he had just had a dream in his youth.

He finally became the Yan Weixiu who can never be defeated.

"My name is Yan Weixiu, and I am a disciple of Elder Yingfeng of Changqingshan Sect."

"My name is Yan Weixiu, and I am the leader of Wulin League"

...

"Ah Sui, people only live for a few short decades, time flies, you must cherish the people in front of you, maybe this is the last time you see each other..."

The time when he taught Yan Sui seemed like yesterday.

He said to cherish the people and time in front of you.

Maybe after one meeting, it will be the last time you see each other.

But he didn't expect that his words would become a death sentence.

...

Yan Sui cried and grabbed Yu Chi's sleeve, begging him to save his brother.

But there is no medical skill that can bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh. It's just that he came a step late and didn't make it before Yan Weixiu took his last breath.

He is a doctor, not a god.

He also wanted to save Yan Weixiu, but he couldn't.

It was too late.

Yan Sui cried so hard that he fainted and was taken back by Mu Yanming.

Gu Jue has not spoken since he learned of Yan Weixiu's death. He stood in front of Yu Chi, but his eyes were always on Yan Weixiu.

No matter what, it was still hard to accept.

The person who was chatting and drinking tea together yesterday, how come he is gone today? Yan Weixiu

is like this. So

is Tu Ruyu.

Gu Jue did not move, his clothes were stained with blood, and the cold wind chilled his whole body.

But he seemed not to feel it.

In the end, Yu Chi pressed the back of his head and held him in his arms.

He patted Gu Jue on the back to comfort him, his lips moved, but he could not say anything.

This should be the first time that Gu Jue has experienced such a scene. Yu Chi thought he was frightened.

After a long while, the body in his arms trembled. Gu Jue buried his face in Yu Chi's neck and choked a little.

Yu Chi could feel a warm liquid sliding down his neck into his collar, and finally turned cold.

He closed his eyes and raised his head for a long time before he opened his eyes again and looked at the sky.

Good people, do they really not live long?

...

The Wulin Alliance hoisted the white sails. Many people came to pay their respects in front of Yan Weixiu's mourning hall. Yu Chi and Gu Jue stayed until the end.

Yan Weixiu was buried.

Yan Sui cried for a while except for the time when he just returned to Yucheng and saw Yan Weixiu's body. He never cried again after that.

Gu Jue had seen his eyes redden, but he never shed tears.

Until he buried Yan Weixiu's clothes and built a tomb in Yucheng, he cremated Yan Weixiu and put Yan Weixiu's ashes in a box.

He said he would take Yan Weixiu back to Changqingshan Sect.

That was their home.

He was going to take his brother home. He

also took Yan Weixiu's gun with him.

Gu Jue sent him to the city gate. Looking at Yan Sui's back, Gu Jue always felt that Yan Sui was different.

He seemed to have become more stable.

After experiencing Yan Weixiu's death, he seemed to have grown up overnight.

...

Yu Chi took a pot of wine and sat in front of Yan Weixiu's tomb. He sat there all night. When dawn came, he had drunk half of it.

He poured the remaining half in front of Yan Weixiu's grave.

"It seems that we have never had a good drink alone like this. I've made up for what I owe you."

His voice sounded very empty in the early morning, no one responded, as if he was talking to himself.

But in the end, there are still some regrets.

Yan Weixiu was wanton and flamboyant in his youth, while Yu Chi was cold and gloomy in his youth.

Even if they met again later, they could not have a long talk like old friends in the past, and there would be no chance in the future.

Missed, missed.

A hand stretched out in front of Yu Chi, he did not raise his eyes, held the hand, and was pulled up.

Gu Jue came to pick him up.

When Yu Chi was still missing Yan Weixiu, Gu Jue went to see Tu Ruyu.

Tu Ruyu's body had been kept in a dark room in Jiyue Pavilion until the end of the war.

When Jiyue Pavilion was about to evacuate, it handed Tu Ruyu's body to Gu Jue.

The people in Feiyu Pavilion were either dead or ran away, and no one thought of collecting the body of their young pavilion master.

Because of his death, Feiyu Pavilion attacked Shangmen and took action.

But a dead person is a dead person, and once dead, he is useless.

No one cared about what happened to Tu Ruyu's body.

Gu Jue found a piece of land with a good environment outside Yucheng, dug a pit, and buried Tu Ruyu.

The tombstone was very sloppy, and Gu Jue found a piece of wood and carved it by hand.

The tomb of Tu Ruyu, a close friend.

He asked the owner of the wine shop to buy the best wine and placed it in front of Tu Ruyu's tomb.

"Well, it's agreed that I will treat you, but I can't drink much, so I won't drink with you."

This place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, you should like it.

...

After Yu Chi and Gu Jue left, Mu Yanming and Yun Ge brought Sui Sui here.

As soon as they arrived in front of Yan Weixiu's tomb, Mu Yanming patted Sui Sui's back gently and pushed her forward.

"Sui Sui, kneel down and kowtow to your godfather."

Sui Sui didn't understand why Uncle Yan turned into a stone tablet. She

also didn't understand why Uncle Yan became her godfather.

But her father said so, so she did it, kneeling in front of Yan Weixiu's tomb and kowtowed three times.

As soon as the wind blew, Mu Yanming's eyes turned red.

The first arrow was aimed at him.

If Yan Weixiu hadn't pushed him away, he would have been the one to die.

He heard Gu Jue's voice, but when he heard it, the arrow had already pierced Yan Weixiu's arm.

It was also because he pushed him away that Yan Weixiu couldn't dodge another arrow.

That arrow should have been aimed at Yan Weixiu's chest, but when he pushed him away, his body deviated, and the arrow pierced his heart.

He thought he owed Yan Weixiu, but he had no chance to pay him back.

"Yan Sui, I will take care of you..."

At the end of his life, what Yan Weixiu was most worried about was his younger brother.

...

Yan Sui stepped into the Changqingshan Sect and went to the master's room, but he didn't see him.

After several rounds of inquiries, the old man with gray hair was found in front of a stone table under a pine tree in the back mountain.

He sat with his back to Yan Sui, looking at the distant sky, with the wind blowing by his side. Before Yan Sui

opened his mouth, he had already spoken.