Chapter 1133 Murderer
Xuanjizi used up his last bit of strength and uttered a few words with difficulty.
"Under the bed... a secret compartment..."
Pei Qianhuo immediately knelt down and lay on the ground, looking under the bed with his head tilted.
Nothing was found.
He simply stuck half of his body under the bed, reached out and felt around, knocking occasionally.
Soon I discovered that there was a place where the knocking sound was light and floating, and there must be nothing underneath.
He immediately put his hands on the floor and tried to push down hard.
Then a click was heard.
It was like some mechanism had been activated.
A small copper box popped out from inside.
Pei Qianhuo dragged the box out.
Because it is made of copper, the box is very heavy.
He would hold it with both hands.
"Master, is this it?"
Xuanjizi: "Well, give Wujiu..."
Upon hearing this, Pei Qianhuo handed the box to the eldest senior brother without saying a word.
As the master's first disciple, the eldest brother deserves whatever good things the master gives him. Moreover, the eldest brother has always been very caring towards his younger sisters and brothers. They all have great faith in him and have no objection to the master's arrangement.
Fang Wujiu reached out to take the box. He was not in the mood to open the box and see what was inside.
He kept looking at his master, and his usually calm and composed face was now filled with sadness and reluctance.
Xiao Xixi lay beside the bed, crying and hiccuping.
She didn't want her master to die, and she didn't want to be separated from her master.
Xuanjizi's vision had become very blurry and he could not see anything clearly, but his eyes were still looking in the direction of Xixi.
When he adopted Xixi, he calculated that the child would not live past the age of nineteen.
At that time, he just felt that the child was very pitiful. All he could do was to try to make her live a happier life while she was still alive, at least to not let her leave this world with too much regret.
But later, as we raised each other, we gradually developed feelings for each other.
He felt worried and reluctant.
In order to save Xixi's life, he did a lot and paid a lot.
But he doesn't regret it.
If he were given another chance, he would still choose this path.
Xuanjizi's lips moved, as if he was calling Xixi's name.
Xiao Xixi immediately leaned over and put her ear close to her master's lips.
She heard her master speak slowly in an extremely weak voice.
"Don't tell him about Xiaojian's life story..."
Xiao Xixi didn't understand.
She was about to ask Chu Jian about his life experience when she saw her master's eyes slowly closing.
He looked like he had completed his last mission, he looked very peaceful, the corners of his mouth were even slightly raised, as if he was smiling.
He looked like he was asleep.
Xiao Xixi stared at him blankly, her voice extremely hoarse.
"Master..."
Normally, when she called him "Master", as long as Xuanjizi heard it, he would definitely respond with a smile.
But now, Xuanjizi did not give any response.
He just lay there quietly on the bed, motionless, completely without any breath.
Xiao Xixi held his cold hand tightly and shouted over and over again.
"Master, Master, wake up, Master!"
Wen Jiucheng came forward to pull her, and told her in a trembling voice -
"The master has gone."
Xiao Xixi was unwilling to accept this reality and held on to her master's hand tightly, refusing to let go.
She looked at her master with tearful eyes, and for a moment she seemed to have returned to a long time ago.
She was very young at that time and could not remember exactly how old she was. She only remembered that the weather was very bad that day and it was raining heavily. The car she and her parents were riding in had an accident. Both her parents died in the accident and she was the only survivor.
She was injured at that time and her body was covered in blood. She couldn't tell which was her own blood and which was her parents' blood.
But she was still conscious.
She watched helplessly as her parents' bodies were carried out of the wreckage of the car and covered with white cloth.
In the end they turned into two cold urns.
Now, the master was also covered with a white cloth.
Xiao Xixi felt excruciating pain and tears welled up in her eyes.
But she couldn't make a sound.
Crying fiercely and silently.
She was forcibly pulled away and watched her master being carried away.
He was not turned into an urn, but he was put into a dark coffin.
The coffin was as hard and cold as the urn.
As Dayue Village was still in the midst of war, there were no conditions to hold a funeral for Xuanjizi. In the end, they could only symbolically keep his spirit for three days before burying him.
In accordance with his last wishes, he was buried in the tomb of King Nanyue.
Although this pair of lovers could not become husband and wife during their lifetime, at least they could become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks after death.
Xiao Xixi knelt in front of the tomb.
She looked at the newly erected tombstone in front of her.
The tombstone reads "Tomb of Respected Master Xuanjizi", and there is a line of small characters next to it, writing the date of burial.
Next to Xuanjizi’s tombstone is King Nanyue’s tombstone.
The two people's tombstones stand side by side, like a pair of perfect lovers, hand in hand, inseparable in life and death.
After Fang Wujiu and others finished burning the paper money, they reached out to pull Xixi up.
She knelt there and refused to move, her voice still tinged with tears.
"I want to accompany Master for a while longer. You guys go first."
Wen Jiucheng's voice was also a little hoarse, but he still tried to slow down his tone and persuaded softly.
"You haven't slept for three days. If you continue like this, your body will collapse."
Chu Jian rubbed his red eyes and choked up, "Senior sister, Master has always loved you the most. He would definitely not want to see you torment yourself like this. You should go back with us."
Pei Qianhuo also said: "Go back and take a hot bath and have a good sleep. The past is the past, and the living have to continue living."
However, Xiao Xixi refused to get up.
In the end, it was Fang Wujiu who saw through her thoughts.
He whispered to comfort her, "I know you are blaming yourself, but there is no need to. Master's death has nothing to do with you."
Xiao Xixi: "But if I could have found my master earlier, he might not have died. I am too useless and came a step too late. Maybe what those people said is right. I am a star of misfortune. In my previous life, I killed my parents, and in this life, I killed my master. All those who are close to me will not have a good ending. I..."
"Enough!" Fang Wujiu's face darkened for a rare moment, and he interrupted her muttering in a harsh voice, "Wake up, Master was killed by Kong Chan, it has nothing to do with you!"
Xiao Xixi was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses as if belatedly realizing it and murmured.
"Yes, and Kong Zen, he killed Master, he is a murderer."
Chu Jian felt extremely upset when he saw his senior sister like this.
In order to help his senior sister cheer up as soon as possible, he also helped to persuade her.
"The person who killed Master was Kong Chan. He is the one who deserves to die the most. Even if you want to hate him, you should hate him instead of torturing yourself."
(End of this chapter)
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