soul and safflower
The sunlight in the sky suddenly lost its temperature.
Jun Yu held Tuosang and sat quietly on the ground, wanting to cry without tears, wanting to laugh but unable to make a sound.
From afar, the extremely old monk, Xia Ao, Master Danba, the abbot of the Tiema Temple, etc. strode over.
They had long been used to death, and they did not think that death was a sad thing. They were all very calm on their faces. However, when they saw Jun Yu wearing a light blue dress, except for the extremely old monk, everyone else showed a very surprised expression.
Master Danba looked at Jun Yu several times, and his long doubts finally became clear in an instant. He was hard-hearted. He had known that Tuosang destroyed the Buddha's teeth to save Jun Yu, and he tried to kill her to vent his hatred after several trackings, but he could not succeed even if his skills were not as good as others. Later, after Jun Yu commanded the army of Cunli and Li to save them, although his resentment towards her was mostly gone, he still didn't have a good impression of her. When he saw Jun Yu again, somehow, he not only lost the slightest resentment in his heart, but instead felt a very strange sadness.
Xia Ao looked at Jun Yu in surprise several times, and suddenly remembered Yangjin, and then he understood why everyone refused to believe that Yangjin was the woman who ruined "Bokedo".
The old monk said: "If Bokdo passed away in another place, he must be cremated under the sandalwood tree. This is the rule of the Holy Palace."
Several other old monks had never heard of this rule, but this was the first "Bokedo" to pass away from another place. They didn't know how to pay attention to the rules, so they followed the old monk's arrangements in everything.
Jun Yu didn't say anything, and never looked at anyone from beginning to end. Tuosang also told her that she would cremate under the sandalwood tree, and she must cremate under the sandalwood tree.
"Jun... Marshal..." Xia Ao dragged the iron rod. He looked at Jun Yu, and didn't know what to call her for a moment. Finally, he called her "marshal". "You are so sorry, we are going to take Bokdo away..."
He reached out and Jun Yu gave Tuosan to him without saying a word. Then, he followed behind everyone silently.
Some of the pavilions in Tiema Temple are still emitting smoke among the broken walls.
In the open space of the main hall, a fire has been set up under the cut down sandalwood trees.
After several days of fire, the sandalwood trees had been completely burned, leaving only some black charcoal-like stumps.
This is the first "Bokedo" who passed away in another place, and it is also the first cremation under the scented sandalwood tree.
The extremely old monk used a drug that emitted an extremely strange smell to apply to Tuosang's whole body, and then used a very strange skin to wrap his whole body tightly.
Xia Ao and others had never dealt with the "Bokedo" who was cremated outside, and they didn't know what medicine the old monk was applying. They couldn't get it at all, so they had to take care of it all.
Then, Jun Yu didn't even have time to take a look at Takusan's face again, and Takusan, who was completely wrapped, was thrown into the blazing sea of fire.
"TaoSang..."
Jun Yu let out a heart-wrenching scream, jumped into the sea of fire, but was pulled back by the extremely old monk. Everyone immediately smelled a scent, and Jun Yu's hair was burned in half.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Takusan's figure disappeared completely, the flames became more and more fierce, and in a short while, it turned into an extremely unusual red color. No one had ever seen such a strange flame, and they were stunned.
It is a very special kind of fire material, which burns quickly and extinguishes quickly.
The flames slowly weakened, and when the flames ended, they would bring back the relics of "Bokedo".
Jun Yu, who was about to fall into a semi-coma, had a flash of eyes. Suddenly, a red thing was flying towards her from the flames that were about to be extinguished. Jun Yu couldn't help but reach out and immediately, the thing fell into the palm of her spreading hand.
The monks were shocked and surrounded him. It was a fiery red flower as big as a child's fist. At this moment, under the bright sunshine, the flowers were crystal clear and radiant, emitting dazzling brilliance, so fresh that there seemed to be dewdrops flowing on it.
"Buddha flower, this is Buddha flower..."
Someone exclaimed. The monks looked at each other. In their legend, there was a mysterious flower in which the Buddha picked up a flower and smiled. This flower would never wither. However, this is just a legend and no one has seen it with his own eyes.
Jun Yu looked at the flower spread on the palm of his hand blankly. Seeing this, Xia Ao seemed to want to take the flower over and see it. After saying a few words, he reached out to see Jun Yu's hand. Jun Yu subconsciously handed it to him. Xia Ao's hand was about to touch the flower, but he didn't expect that the flower suddenly flew back and still fell firmly into Jun Yu's palm.
Everyone was even more surprised, but no one went to ask for the flower again.
The last trace of flame finally went out. Xia Ao, Master Danba and several believers from the Iron Horse Temple surrounded him and cleaned for a while. Xia Ao shouted nervously: "There is no Bokkor's relics, no Bokkor's relics..."
Everyone's eyes stared at the flower in Jun Yu's hand again-
Could it be that "Bokedo" has become this flower?
Everyone thought it was extremely strange. Although they were believers and believed in the various mysterious arrangements of the Buddha, how could they believe that "Bokedo" would turn into a flower?
The extremely old monk looked at the pile of ashes and murmured: "God's will, God's will! Let's go!"
Everyone stared at Jun Yu, and Jun Yu kept looking at the flowers in his palm, not paying attention to anyone's expression.
After taking a few steps, Xia Ao still refused to give up and turned around and grabbed a handful of ashes and put them in a pocket. When he passed by Jun Yu, he saw that she was still dumbfounded and looked, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "Master Jun, take care of yourself."
Jun Yu seemed to have not heard or answered. Xia Ao dragged the iron rod to catch up with everyone, sighing and leaving.
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Jun Yu walked aimlessly with the flowers. I don’t know how long she walked, but she walked to the small wooden house by Qinghai Lake. She stood silently at the door, with the door open, as if as soon as she walked in, she could see Tuosang lying on the hard wooden bed. So she really walked in, but saw the empty room all over the room.
After staying for a while, she slowly walked out and walked to the meadow full of red flowers. Two or three feet away from the meadow was the faint lake. She sat on the meadow beside the lake, staring at the reflection of a water bird flying by in the lake, and then looked at the very strange flower in her hand, and then slowly put the flower in her arms.
The person following her sighed softly. He saw drops of water droplets in Jun Yu's eyes dripping silently into the lake water. Each drop was red, dazzlingly red and dazzling, with a faint fishy smell.
He felt ache in his heart, so he stepped forward, patted her shoulder gently, and said softly: "Jun Yu, let's go back."
Jun Yu turned his head to look at him, and suddenly stood up, the dazzling red in his eyes became a little darker. The face in front of him kept changing in front of him, and suddenly became the La Khan Sect, the pursuer of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains, and then became Zhu Yu, Meng Yuanjing, the emperor...
She clenched her fists tightly and hissed: "You all want to kill Takusan, you all want him to die. You murderers, now he is finally dead, you are satisfied..."
A group of devils broke into the heart, and thousands of sharp swords stabbed into the chest at the same time. She waved her fists and fought against the people in front of her like crazy. He was the culprit! He was the whole world she wanted to destroy immediately!
The man stood there quietly, allowing her to kick and scratch. What was hurt was not her beating, but his heart - Jun Yu, Jun Yu, who had been calm and steady since childhood, and Jun Yu, who would not frown slightly even if the sky collapsed and the earth broke. At this moment, she had completely forgotten her martial arts, forgot that she was a warrior, forgot everything, but just kicked and beat, bitten like a madman, without any rules, and was completely like an ordinary woman who was making trouble.
After a long time, his tall hat fell completely tilted, and there were deep and shallow blood marks on his face, and even his wide robe was torn one by one...
After a long time, Jun Yu was tired of tearing her against her. Her blue dress was stained with blood, and she became disheveled and her hair was as powerful as a mad tiger. Slowly, she finally stopped.
As soon as she stopped, such a terrible red water droplet came out in her eyes. He looked at her and suddenly hoped that she would continue to fight and never stop.
She seemed to be a little awake, took several steps back in horror, looked at the embarrassed person opposite, and hesitated: "Sir, you, you, me..."
Mr. Nongying looked at the red marks in her eyes, his heart was like a knife. If such a terrible red mark could disappear, what would it be that he would let her beat her thousands of times! He took a few steps forward and patted her shoulder lightly: "Jun Yu, let's go back."
Jun Yu said blankly: "Go back? Where to go?"
"Phoenix Village, Xiaojing Lake, or any other place you want to go. As long as you want to go, I will be with you..."
Junyu looked at him for a while and shook his head: "Don't worry about me, go, I want to be alone and quiet."
"Jun Yu!"
Seeing that he was still standing in front of him, the devil lurking in his heart seemed to be ready to move again, Jun Yu roared hysterically: "Go away, go quickly, I don't want to see anyone."
Mr. Nongying sighed, shook his head, and turned around.
At this moment, Jun Yu seemed to recognize who he was again, and hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Sir, go, I just want to be alone and quiet. Don't worry about me, I will definitely go back to Fenghuang Village."
Mr. Nongying looked back at her and nodded: "Then you come back by yourself, I'll wait for you in Phoenix Village."
Jun Yu stood there silently until he couldn't see the back of Young Master Nongying at all, so he sat down by the lake again.
She suddenly remembered something and quickly reached out to her arms to take out the flower. Fortunately, the madness just now did not damage the flower, and she finally felt relieved.
She stood up with the flowers and walked to the cabin. Suddenly she heard a long hissing. It was sent by Xiaoshuai, and it was brought to her by Mr. Nongying.
She jumped onto the horse and Xiaoshuai ran slowly.
Stopped in a small town nearest, she went to a small shop to buy a small jade box, put the flowers inside, sealed them, and put them in close proximity.
After running a few miles, she suddenly stopped, took out the box and looked carefully, murmured, "TaoSang, is this the last gift you gave me? Are you accompanying me in this way? But, I don't like this way. I hate this way, and I hate you..." She roared in despair in the darker and deeper night: "TaoSang, I hate you... Do you know..."
"TaoSang, I hate you... Do you know..."
“…know…know…”
The sands, barren mountains, lakes, and plants in the northwest seemed to be infected with such a desperate aura, allowing such a terrifying roar to echo in the air and never dissipate for a long time.
The never-withered flowers are still lying quietly in the jade box, making people unable to feel any breath of life. The red water droplets surged out from her eyes, but the blood redness is slowly nowhere to be seen in the night.
ps: The third volume of the post will start tomorrow. I hope you will not easily draw conclusions before the ending comes out. Haha, thank you for your support, I hope that you will like and satisfy you when you see the end. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!