The soldier who had just stopped drinking was about to step forward, but was slapped by the commander beside him with his elbow. After a moment of fright, he immediately reacted and hurriedly went to let go without saying a word.

After all, many of these courtesans are either rich or noble when they are in daily life. If they blow a little pillow, they are not something that they are small soldiers who are guarding.

Walking south from the city two miles south is the cemetery. In the cold winter, the mass graves of the old trees withered vines and old trees are desolate and sad, but because of the arrival of so many pink orioles and swallows, it has become more popular.

Li Chengfeng led everyone to bury Liu Zhixi, and the soil was settled. When the first to slap the soil on the coffin, some people around him had red eyes and covered their faces to wipe their tears.

After the burial was over, Liu Sumei ordered her maid to take the guzheng. She said to the newly erected tomb and stone tablet: "Sister Zhixi, the sisters are timid and did not come to bury the corpse for her sister as soon as possible. I think my sister can understand even if she is in the underworld, right?"

Liu Sumei gently tweaked the strings of the piano, and she whispered: "Sister, sisters, sisters are incompetent and cannot help them find out the case. It's a pity. All sisters can do is to send their sister to the last journey and play the last song for them. Please forgive me."

Liu Sumei and Liu Zhixi's fighting sex and art is a great story in Cheng'an City. At this time, the old opponent suddenly disappeared. Liu Sumei felt empty in her heart, and inexplicable sadness surged into her heart. She slowly twisted and picked it up again, and began to sing softly, but it was a song "Chaitou Feng".

"The world is poor, human kindness is evil, and the rain sends the flowers at dusk are easy to be broken."

"The morning breeze is dry, the tears are dry, I want to write down my thoughts, and I talk to the slanting slanting alone. It is difficult, difficult, difficult!"

"People become different, but today is not yesterday, but only the shadows are on the twilight of thousands of mountains."

"The sound of the piano is cold and the song is lonely. I bid farewell to the other side, and I can't feel happy when I swallow my tears. Slow, slow, slow!"

She was already a masterpiece of singing. This song "Chaitou Feng" only made the audience cry one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and shed tears.

Li Chengfeng raised a glass of wine and came to the grave. He patted Liu Sumei on the arm and said, "Fairy Sumei, please give me, let me say a few words to Zhixi and everyone at the end."

Liu Sumei stood up and bowed, and stood slowly not far away with her guqin. The "Chaitoufeng" written by Liu Sumei just now made them immersed in an inexplicable sad atmosphere. The prostitutes looked at Li Chengfeng with their wonderful eyes, as if waiting for him to write a shocking and sentimental poem that was passed down from generation to generation.

But as soon as Li Chengfeng spoke, he was so white that he could not be more verbose: "Zhi Xi, I know you don't like me."

For a moment, the girls looked at each other and were slightly disappointed, but no one looked down on this young master because he could not speak out and was not full of knowledge.

Li Chengfeng continued: "I know that Zhixi, everyone's pure and innocent souls look down on my muddy bones."

The girls sighed slightly when they heard it, and some people thought to themselves: If Sister Zhixi could see what happened today and what she said today, I wonder if she would change her mind. She no longer likes the unfaithful man who is full of knowledge and knowledge, but likes this lover who seems to be empty but actually has a deep affection?

They held their breath and listened quietly to Li Chengfeng in front of the grave: "When I first saw you, you were on stage and I was off stage. Although the distance was only a few meters, you were a woman in the wind and dust. I just felt that you were high in the clouds and I was low in the mortal world. People all said that I, Li Chengfeng, behaved frivolously, but people in the world didn't know that I, Li Chengfeng, were trembling in front of you and were cautious."

"That day Yinchai came to the street and suddenly came to see you. I could actually guess something was strange. But I didn't want to guess because I just wanted to see you! Today I learned that you had no one to bury your body and no one to bury you, so I actually shouldn't have come. But I still came because I just wanted to see you in the end."

As for this, although it is a vernacular language, the affection is endless, and even deaf people can hear it, let alone these brothel women who usually enjoy the joy of spring and the misery.

For a moment, all the prostitutes were moved. They couldn't help but think: If they died one day, there would be a lover who would bury them and say love words in front of their graves.

The sisters who are very realistic on weekdays are all crazy at this moment.

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, and slowly spread a glass of wine in front of Liu Zhixi's grave and whispered: "Zhixi, everyone, go all the way! I hope you can take a look at me more in the next life!"

The girls burst into tears when they heard this, choking and unable to speak. Even the cold and beautiful Liu Sumei covered her face and shed tears.

Everyone saw Li Chengfeng standing blankly at the grave money and stop talking. After waiting for a while, they went up to drink in front of the grave one by one, and then stood aside, as if waiting for something, but after waiting for a while, they stopped seeing Li Chengfeng say a word, so they gave up waiting and turned their heads and left.

But just after walking two steps, they suddenly heard a low voice behind them: "I have a pot of wine..."

The girls stopped one after another, and they looked back and said that Mr. Li was going to say another word that was so white that it could not be more white, but touching, but unexpectedly, the next one was another five-character.

Their pairs of wonderful eyes looked at the graceful young master not far away and started to moan in a low voice.

"I have a pot of wine that cannot comfort the wind and dust. The beautiful woman smiles in the drunken state, and she wakes up and leaves her. She looks up and candles are illuminated by the beauty."

The five-character sentence Li Chengfeng slowly recited it, and the girls were stunned. They seemed to have all empathized and entered the situation. For a moment, they were all hurtful, and they all remembered their feelings and their misfortunes, and they all sobbed and shed tears.

Liu Sumei also cried in tears. She looked at Li Chengfeng deeply, turned her head to the maid who was crying like tears, and said, "I'm back."

The maid looked at Li Chengfeng reluctantly and said, "Miss, are you going back now?"

Liu Sumei smiled bitterly: "Although my husband is good, I don't have it. If you stay here, you will only increase your sadness." After that, she wiped her tears and walked away quickly.

As she left, the others wiped away their tears, and the cemetery quickly became deserted.

Li Chengfeng and Zhao Xiaobao, who was silently wiping tears on the side, stood in front of the grave. He finally sighed softly and turned his head to leave.

The cemetery where people had just floated was gone for a while, and the mountains were gone, and there was only the sound of wild crows. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and paper money was dancing all over the sky. They flew in a mess and fell on Liu Zhixi's grave, which made them more desolate.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly the soil on the grave trembled, then the soil kept rising upwards, and a hand suddenly emerged, and then an arm, followed by a man crawling out of the grave!
Chapter completed!