The group followed Liang Chufeng back to the valley where Ji Yu had lived for five years.
Seeing the large group of people coming, Old Man Xu was not surprised at all.
"He's gone?"
Mr. Xu's voice was distant, as if he was asking a question, but in fact he already had the answer in his heart.
Liang Chufeng nodded and replied: "Well, you have already calculated everything in your divination."
It turns out that in addition to being able to cure diseases and make elixirs, Old Man Xu is also quite accomplished in the art of deduction.
Old Xu nodded, his voice tinged with sadness: "What a pity... After all, it is fate that cannot be violated."
Several people found a beautiful place with mountains and rivers to bury Ji Yu's ashes.
On the day when he was captured by the monster, Ji Yu seemed to have guessed that he could not escape.
So he used the voice stone Liang Chufeng gave him and left his last words.
Ji Yu said that he did not blame the two guards, but that he was too willful, and asked his uncle not to punish them.
Ji Yu also said that if possible, please bury him in the beautiful Yuzhou, as he liked this place very much.
He also specifically asked her not to tell Yaoyao the news of his death, as he ultimately couldn't bear to see his sister sad.
Shu Yaoyao was standing in front of Ji Yu's tombstone, listening to every word Ji Yu said, feeling very upset.
He knew that I would be sad, but he was still so cruel that he didn't say a word to myself.
Liang Chufeng led the others and walked away silently. Shu Yaoyao stood alone in front of the tomb, constantly recalling the memories related to Ji Yu.
"I've lived for so many years, but I still have so few memories of you..."
Shu Yaoyao's tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping drop by drop onto the tombstone.
Only then did Ji Yu see clearly the words on the tombstone: It was engraved with "Tomb of My Husband Ji Yu".
Tears dripped on Ji Yu's grave, but wet his soul.
As more and more tears fell, Ji Yu felt himself becoming increasingly faint, and then disappeared from this world.
【Congratulations to the host for returning. 】
Ji Yu was still a little dazed. All he could think about was Yaoyao's beautiful face with tears in her eyes.
[Host, host, host, host, host, host... ] The system wanted to say that even though it is a robot, robots can also get tired.
[Hmm?] Ji Yu looked confused, as if he didn't hear the system shouting a dozen words.
The system patiently asked again, "Congratulations host, do you need to start a new mission?"
[Mission... completed? ]
【How is she? 】
Ji Yu looked up at the system. Compared to the end of the mission, he was more inclined to see her end.
【Host, please look at the big screen. 】
As the system finished speaking, a large screen soon appeared in front of him.
…………
My name is Juanshu.
Today marks the 200th anniversary of my entrance into Qingfeng College.
Two hundred years is a long time. So long that Erling's uncle took her master out to travel (eloped).
It was so long that the dean retired and Uncle Liang Yi became the new dean.
It was so long that the originally carefree Senior Sister Yun Su also gave birth to two babies with her sweetheart.
It was so long that I became an elder.
But two hundred years is also a short time.
It was so short that even after a hundred years, when the master had become the number one cultivator in Jiuzhou, she still couldn't forget the young man in her life.
It was obvious that the young man was only in his thirties, and it was obvious that he only existed for a few years in the master's life.
But that young boy was forever frozen in the master's memory.
Likewise, it is also frozen in my memory.
You ask me why I call him boy instead of daddy.
Because I am already 210 years old this year, and youth is always in its prime...
How can I, a 200-year-old girl, call a 30-year-old young man "Daddy"?
That doesn’t make sense, does it?
Over the years, Master has become increasingly insane, and his practice has almost reached the point of infatuation.
She heard from somewhere that after attaining enlightenment, there is a way to wake up a sleeping lover.
She practiced like crazy. Every day she was either on the road looking for secret places or practicing in seclusion.
So after I was brought to Qingfeng Academy, I couldn’t learn anything from my master.
Fortunately, Uncle Liang Wu always came to teach me, and he also praised me for my pretty looks.
After being praised several times, Uncle Liang Wu was always followed by Uncle Liang Liu every time he came.
Sixth Uncle always says that I am stupid, wooden-headed, and a slow learner.
Haha, I'm actually quite smart. It was the Sixth Uncle who was jealous. She liked the Fifth Uncle, so she couldn't stand the Sixth Uncle being nice to me.
I told you, my little brain is very flexible.
Comparing the way Sixth Uncle looks at Fifth Uncle, it is very similar to the way Master looks at the portrait.
It also looks very much like the way Senior Sister Erling looks at the Master.
Hehehe, that’s what I told you, I’m so smart.
I don’t know how many years passed in this dull manner, and how many years passed.
I have become an old lady with gray hair, and there are only a few of my uncle masters left.
The fifth uncle died early, and the sixth uncle followed her.
When the master was bedridden, Uncle Erling often stayed by his side to serve him.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
Some people say I'm smart, some say I'm dull. I can tell at a glance that Fifth Uncle is interested in Sixth Uncle.
But I couldn’t figure out what Meng Yun meant by holding flowers to show her goodwill to me.
Mengyun is the daughter of Senior Brother Mengyin and Senior Sister Yunsu, and she is also the one I raised.
What's the meaning of her giving me flowers? She must be expressing her gratitude for my care for her over the years.
Many years passed.
On an ordinary afternoon, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the flowers were fragrant.
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