Vol 11 Chapter 1210: : The breeze keeps on

During these few days, Han Lun was not seen almost every day. After searching several times, everyone found that he was drinking in front of Ah Qiao's grave. Gradually, he didn't bother him. Han Lun was a poor man, and the poor man was drinking sad wine. Probably only Han Lun himself knew what it was like.
A Qiao's tomb was where she stopped when she ran out, and it was also where she pours out her heart to Han Lun. But I don't know why, this place is also the end of her life. This is where she sleeps.
Ran Qingluo and several people watched Han Lun doing nothing and drinking for a living, and they felt sympathy. Anyway, everything here has ended, and it's time to leave Yunnan after a few people discussed it. Although the scenery here is beautiful, the road ahead is difficult. After all, there is still a lot of work to be done. It is difficult to delay too long because of the things Nuwa entrusted to complete. Leaving this place is also good for Han Lun to relax and stop sinking into sadness.
So in the early morning in the future, a few people were ready to set off.
The sky is clear and the air is clear and the breeze is smooth. The green hills and green waters are rippling with infinite vitality. The people here are straightforward and don't drag. The verdant mountain scenery and the hearty folk customs make this the best scenery in Miao territory.
The result of several people's discussions was to first go back to Ran Qingluo's hometown, You Migu. Everyone was going to go to Fengdu City. Because Luo Xiaocheng knew that there was a spiritual orb in the ghost world. And there is a star sequence that is stored in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. However, Qin Shihuang has passed away for more than 800 years, and the various aspects of Qin Ling are probably only known to the ghost world. However, Ran Qingluo said You Migu is not far from Fengdu. And it was the only way to go to Fengdu, so she wanted to visit her hometown.
Her request is reasonable and everyone will certainly not refuse. Everyone confirmed the itinerary and set off.
Before departure, the group came to Ah Qiao's grave. When everyone came to this Miao Village, the first person they saw was Ah Qiao. When they left, they naturally wanted to talk to her separately.
On the hillside, the breeze kept blowing, causing a slight chill in people's hearts. Ah Qiao's tombstone is very simple, a lone grave pile, a lone slate. The paper money in front of her grave was still there, but it had been washed into pulp by the rain, and the incense ash was scattered all over the ground, not knowing how much it was blown away by the wind.
Ran Qingluo stepped forward to respect a piece of incense and said, "Sister Ah Qiao, we are about to leave. We will not forget you. You will be the best memory of each of us."
Fang Lang and Luo Xiaocheng also respected a piece of incense, but they didn't say anything, just stood silently to the side.
Han Lun held a pot of wine. Sprinkled all of them on Ah Qiao’s tomb, he said: "A Qiao, Han Lun has no chance with you in this life. If there is a future life, you will wait for me. I am leaving. If I am still alive, I will definitely come back to see you. ."
The crowd stayed for a while, then turned and walked down the mountain. At this time, there was another lover's antithetical song in the forest.
"The eight-faced green hills listen to me sing, and the sky is full of clouds for me and sing a mandarin duck. My sister heard I forget to cross the river--"
The voice was so sweet, melodious and moving. Everyone remembered the scene when they went up the mountain for the first time. The love songs at that time sounded so sweet and long, but now the song suddenly became very harsh. Hearing this song, Han Lun’s The eyes suddenly turned red again. ..
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