778. Chapter 778 Flowers bloom on the other side [29]
"This...I...I don't need it anymore...you...just burn them."
Looking at Mo Zihan, he wanted to say that he hoped you could take it with you.
But even though he was about to die and would never have another chance, the words were already on his lips, but he still couldn't say them.
He envied Tuoli, and when he saw that Tuoli could truly tell Mo Zihan his feelings at any time, he was extremely envious.
He also wanted to make a rogue request before he died, but he was not out of touch after all. So he could not get Mo Zihan's love after all...
"Fool, why did you let me lose it?"
As Mo Zihan said this, he picked up a jade pendant and hung it gently around his neck, while the other one was put around his own neck.
Seeing Mo Zihan's actions, Nangong Jin was so excited that she spurted out another mouthful of blood.
But this time, he felt like life was being pulled out of his body bit by bit.
Finally, his painful life is about to be relieved.
"Han'er... I... after I die... Nan... Nanyang will be handed over to you... I... I believe that you and Tuoli will... treat the people of Nanyang well..."
"Okay! Okay! I will definitely let the people of Nanyang live a life with plenty of food and clothing, without wars and disasters. I promise!"
Mo Zihan shed tears and nodded vigorously in agreement to Nangong Jin's every request.
Now, it no longer makes sense to keep saying "You'll be fine." Although he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to die, Mo Zihan still followed Nangong Jin's wishes and fulfilled his every last wish.
"Help...help me tell my parents...that...the child is unfilial...and can no longer...serve the second elder...let...let them not...don't be too sad, take good...take care of your health..."
"Jin... I promise you! I promise you everything! I will definitely tell them so that they don't feel sad. I will always be with them and take care of your share. I will not let them feel lonely.
Don’t worry, don’t worry!”
Mo Zihan's answer made Nangong Jin smile reassuringly.
Looking at the endless flowers on the other side of the mountains and plains, Nangong Jin said: "There's still... there's still..."
"Speak, Jin, speak slowly..."
"Wait...when I die...don't enter...don't enter the imperial mausoleum. Just...burn me..."
"Jin!" Mo Zihan looked at Nangong Jin in surprise and was speechless for a moment.
"Burn my... bones... ashes, and scatter them freely... among the flowers on this cliff..."
"Jin... don't... don't..." Mo Zihan cried and refused to agree.
Although in modern times, people who pass away are burned, leaving only ashes. There are also many people who scatter their ashes directly in mountains and rivers after death.
But here, people all believe that people have reincarnation. If it is burned, it will disappear and never enter reincarnation again.
Nangong Jin must know, but why did he do this? Why did he let her burn him?
"Han'er...promise me! Promise me! Pfft..."
The blood from Nangong Jin's mouth spurted out again, and this time, even the true energy that escaped from his body and entered his body could no longer suppress the call of death.
Nangong Jin stiffened up and looked at Mo Zihan painfully, hoping she would agree.
Seeing that he was already dying, even though she really didn't want to, she could only nod her head vigorously.