Chapter 342: Sake festival

This day is the most extraordinary day on the entire mainland, and the most peaceful day.
The people on the whole mainland have stopped endless quarrels, and the business in the pub has been a lot lighter, and even the brothels have become cold and clear.
Although people in the secular world don't know what is going on, they are all living in the chain of souls above their high level. These ordinary people naturally go home.
The old people suddenly saw their son who had not returned home for a long time. The excitement was hard to say. When they saw their son cooking, washing and washing their feet, they could only use two lines of tears. Express their mood at this time.
The wife finally ushered in the husband who had been wandering away. The child also rarely saw his father. The whole family of the mainland, people are enjoying the family reunion.
The shy young men no longer missed the opportunity to express themselves because of their subtleties. On this day, many young female chain soul teachers received their same flowers and various gifts, as well as hot love letters.
Even though we seem to think that this day is a good day, we gathered in a big bowl to drink the most inferior shochu, and screamed at the meat bones of the various restaurants.
For everyone, this day is more grand than the traditional New Year on the mainland, but it is still happy for everyone.
If someone asks why, people who know the answer will tell them that this is a holiday specially planned by the overlord of the mainland, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Ling Xiao returned to the Beibei School alone, dug a pit on the other side of Master's grave and buried Li Yuanhuan's body.
Then, Ling Xiao buried the soil and set up a tombstone for the new grave: the tomb of the master Li Yuanhuan.
After doing all this, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in front of the tomb of Master Cheng Gantai and his brother Li Yuanhuan, each posing a row of wine jars in front of their tombstones.
Ling Xiao picked up the wine jar and sipped his altar on his neck. The remaining half of the altar was sprinkled in front of their tombstone.
"Master, Yu Ya has finally sent the Beibei pie to the public, you can rest assured."
After saying the same sentence, Ling Xiao picked up the jar and drunk half of the altar: "Master, your enemies and Yuan Chong will report for you, you can rest assured..."
When I mentioned the master brother, the tears in Ling Xiao’s eyes could not help but burst out.
The master is a perfect person, the thick body plate gives a safe feeling, and the gentle personality makes him look very intimate.
Faced with the enemy and the dilemma, the master never knew what was called bowing, what is called yielding.
However, such a perfect master, his life is so tragedy, even Ling Xiao thinks, will feel that the world is very unfair.
Today, he just left, and even the last sentence did not have time to talk to Ling Xiao.
The regrets of life are basically the same.
Fortunately, the soul of the master has been integrated into the soul of Li Yuanchong. As long as the Yuan Chong live, the master will live forever.
"Master, Master, you said that the disciples of the Beibei School could not drink, but unfortunately, I have never been a disciple."
Ling Xiao once again gave himself a half-tank wine, then stood up and slowly sprinkled the remaining wine on the tomb of both of them: "Master, Master, don't blame me for letting you break the rules of Beibei. ""
"I just think that men should drink some wine, especially those who care about themselves, which has nothing to do with the rules." After Ling Xiao sprinkled the wine, he returned the jar to the tomb.
It is already the third place.
At this time, Ling Xiao, who was hardly drunk, suddenly felt a little drunk, and the scene of Lin Lin, who had just come to Beibei, had come to the scene.
The master personally took him to Beilu to send his own log cabin, and he carefully explained to him the basic knowledge about cultivation. Before leaving the Beijiao School, he completed his own and Yu...
Although Master has been away for nearly two years, Master’s kindly face is still clearly left in Ling Xiao’s dream. He gives Ling Xiao the first soul chain that really belongs to him. Beijiao sent all the savings to buy the soul chain and soul stone for Ling Xiao, and bought gifts for Ling Hao to Jinghai Pavilion...
In addition to the teacher's mother, this seemingly somewhat unwise master, in fact, is very bright.
Ling Xiao is not a descendant of the Seven Devils, and Master may not have noticed it.
Master can never say anything. If he accepts him as an apprentice, he will not pay attention to the past things of this apprentice.
Master only knows that Ling Xiao is his apprentice, and this alone is enough.
Thinking about it, I don’t know when, Ling Xiao has already drunk all the wine in front of the tombstone.
Looking at the empty row of wine jars, Ling Xiao dripped the last drop of wine in the last altar into his mouth.
Ling Xiao put down the last jar of wine and smashed three heads in the tomb of Master.
"Master, Master, goodbye." Ling Xiao stood up, wiped the tears from his face and turned away.
The setting sun will leave the shadow of the Beijiao School, the old elders, the single shadow, just like a single, this shadow seems so lonely, lonely...
Qing Elder returned to his Liu family and saw Liu Yue, the son of his own blood.
"You still refuse to recognize me." The elders looked at their son, and there was a faint sorrow in his eyes, but with some expectations.
The two stood face to face, and from the body, the two were quite similar.
Liu Yue did not say anything for a long time, and the expressionless expression has already explained everything.
"This is the case..." The elders of Qing Qing put away the sorrow and expectation in their eyes, and returned to the kind of eyes that had just met Ling Xiao.
Since the son does not recognize himself, it does not matter, he also has the leader.
For the teacher to complete this great work that has not been estimated before and no one has come, his Liu Qingyi's life is worth it.
When the elders turned and walked out of the hundreds of steps, Liu Yue behind him suddenly said: "I only want a living cockroach, I hope that I can live to see me, the other ones I don't think too much for the time being. many."
The young elders trembled a little and understood the meaning of Liu Yue’s words. He didn’t look back, just stood in the original place and nodded:
It’s good to be alive.

This time, the elders were very determined, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into Liu Yue’s sight.
Liu Yue’s eyes flickered, but he still resisted the two tears. When the elders left, they turned and walked back to the courtyard where they and their sister lived.
Looking at the sister who has now returned to calm, Liu Yue is in peace.
"Sister, I hope that you can be safe and sound, all the people in our Liu family can be safe and sound..." Liu Yue muttered to his sister.
Although his sister can't speak normally now, from the eyes of his sister, Liu Yue saw her sister's concern.
"Do not worry, my sister, I will protect you, unless I die, or no one can hurt you." Liu Yue showed a firm look, his sister could even nod to him.
"Sister, you can understand what I am talking about now." Liu Yue was stunned and stayed in the same place.
"Younger brother... must be... alive..."
At this moment, Liu Yue finally understood that her sister had completely recovered.
"Yes, it will be alive."
At the same time, Wang Zeyuan, who was crazy all day, suddenly woke up. When Wang Hao came out from the outside, Wang Zeyuan had already finished his own grooming. The whole person recovered the former Lord of the Temple. momentum.
"Oh..." Wang Hao suddenly stunned, and the medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground.
Wang Zeyuan nodded to Wang Hao: "Hey, it's time."
"Hey, what are you doing?" When Wang saw his father fully awake, Wang Hao did not respond to him for a while.
Wang Zeyuan looked at Wang Hao in a calm manner and said calmly: "Send you to a safe place."
Before she even realized what Wang Wei was saying, she only felt a sharp pain in her mind, and when she was black, the whole person fell to the ground.
"Oh... this is... why..." This is the last sense of Wang Shuo's waking moment, and then her brain is permanently silent.
Wang Zeyuan cuddles Wang Hao’s body, and his face is not half-divided:
Hey, you should have left the world long ago, and once you’ve been confused, you can’t be confused for the second time.

Later, Wang Zeyuan took Wang Hao’s body and disappeared into the small courtyard where they lived for several months.
With the departure of Wang Zeyuan, the small courtyard eventually turned into a loess, and no longer saw the traces of anyone living.
Outside the Seven Devils, Ling Xiao looked at Wang Zeyuan, who was holding the body of Wang Hao, and frowned. "Wang Zeyuan, what are you doing?"
Once again, facing Ling Xiao with a sober state, Wang Zeyuan has no hatred in his heart.
When he was awake, he immediately understood what was going to happen, and learned that his daughter had played different roles to take care of himself for the past few months.
In order not to let himself continue to go crazy, Wang Zeyuan killed himself and ended his daughter's life.
However, this body is the body of his favorite person. He really couldn't bear to let her become a pile of fly ash during the catastrophe, so he found Ling Xiao with this body.
If there is anyone on the mainland who can have more chances to survive, this person is undoubtedly Ling Xiao.
"Help me save it, find a safe place in the future, and bury her." Wang Zeyuan said calmly, but Ling Xiao still can feel it, his soul seems to be constantly shaking.
Ling Xiao looked at Wang Zeyuan without any malice. He smiled and said: "You asked me to make a name for you on her tombstone, love a woman, or love a wife."
Wang Zeyuan glared at Ling Xiao with an angry anger: "You don't ask if you will die, you look at it."
Ling Xiao shrugged and looked awkwardly. "Wang Zeyuan, the Lord, ask people not to ask for it."
Wang Zeyuan bit his teeth and resisted the urge to rush to the face of Ling Xiao’s face. He hated: "You guy, even if it is now a big man, still this virtue, whatever you want, how do you? Write it all."
Ling Xiao suddenly said seriously: "I have a good idea to see Wang Hao tell me the whereabouts of the four seniors of Hui Yuan Dian."
Wang Zeyuan’s eyes are slightly brighter:
What a good idea.

"Actually, this is very simple." Ling Xiao said with a smile: "The tombstone is so engraved: how about the wife and daughter Luo Qiusu and Wang Yu's tomb."
Wang Zeyuan looked down for a moment and said slowly: "Yes, please, thank you."
Ling Xiao casually took the corpse into his own space and said with a self-deprecating statement: "You are fine, at least I promised to bury your wife and daughter, and I can leave a whole body at that time." Not necessarily."
Wang Zeyuan's face is dignified: "Ling, I promise, do my best to protect your safety, although I know that now I can say this sentence, it may be a joke."
Ling Xiao returned to Wang Zeyuan’s face with a look of positive color:
No, I need the power of all people now, because there may be a very small force, it is possible to reverse the situation, maybe, the key moment saves my life. It may be you, my former enemy."
(Writing to the section of the tomb to drink, I don’t know if I am moved by the readers. I can’t help but cry. Anyway, I’m coughing, Nirvana is such a sensible person, laughing and laughing. To finish, the next big battle is, after the war, it will be a beautiful affair start, oh:) Evil smile...)