Zaishi raised his head and looked at the sun leaping out of the sky. His whole face was reflected in the sunlight. He closed his eyes slightly. Zaishi was experiencing the last moments of his life and waiting for death to come.
Hundreds of years have passed, hundreds of years of vicissitudes, scenes of past events have flowed before my eyes. The youth who were once arrogant and fearless, and the warriors and horses who once roamed the rivers and lakes have all become a thing of the past.
"It's so good to be alive!"
The light in Zaishi's eyes gradually became dimmed, and his aura became weaker and weaker. Only the deathly aura between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger. Zaishi opened his eyes hard, hoping to see everything in this world clearly.
"Master?!" Qin Feng knelt in front of the old man and let out a cry of sorrow, his whole body trembling.
His left hand held Zaishi tightly, but his right hand hit hard on the frozen stone-hard ground. Only in this way could Qin Feng relieve the pain in his heart.
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, Qin Feng suddenly felt a bone-chilling pain in the palm of his hand, which cleared his mind. After opening his right hand, he found that the jade pendant inherited by his master had still been shattered by him.
"This this……"
Even though his master was about to die, Qin Feng couldn't help being stunned. He had just promised his master to keep it well, but now it was broken into pieces. Looking at the blood on his hands, Qin Feng was at a loss.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Just when Qin Feng wanted to throw away the jade pendant, suddenly, a cool breath appeared in the palm of his right hand, and quickly spread to his whole body. There seemed to be something more in Qin Feng's mind.
"This is, this is the ancestor's technique?!"
Before Qin Feng could take a closer look, Zaishi, who was half lying on the chair, suddenly sat up straight with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"Master, you...what's wrong with you?"
Zaishi suddenly became lively and lively, which shocked Qin Feng. He could clearly feel the vitality disappearing from his master, but Zaishi's behavior at this moment did not look like a dying old man at all.
"I understand, hahaha, I understand!"
Zaishi's eyes were fixed on the jade pendant in Qin Feng's palm, and his laughter was deafening. "I understand, it turns out that the so-called inheritance is in this jade pendant. It's ridiculous, ridiculous..."
"Master, don't scare me!"
Seeing Zai Shi's crazy look, Qin Feng was really frightened. He knelt there and didn't know what to do. At this moment, Zai Shi's voice suddenly became softer, "I will die in the morning after hearing the news." That's enough, that's enough, that's enough..."
"Master, what did you say?" Zai Shi's voice became smaller and smaller. Qin Feng couldn't help but put his ear up, but no more sound came out of the old man's mouth.
"Xiao Qin, old man...he's gone..."
Qin Feng was still trying to distinguish the words spoken by his master when an old man's voice suddenly came to his ears. Looking back, he saw that several old people in the house came out after hearing the movement in the yard. .
"No...impossible. Master was fine just now. He is already well!"
Qin Feng shook his head repeatedly, but when he looked back at Zai Ye, his whole body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted. The tears from the master's laughter had already turned into ice on his cheeks!
"Teacher...Master?!"
Qin Feng was afraid that the blood on his right hand would stain his master, so he stretched out his left hand and touched Zai Shi's face. The coolness on his face was the same as his heart, like falling into an ice cellar.
"Young man, it's such a cold day and it's the middle of the night. Where are you going?"
"Ghost, ghost..."
"You are right, I am a ghost. You just killed me not long ago, and now I am back to take revenge..."
The conversation when he first met his master three years ago appeared in Qin Feng's mind. The scenes seemed to be right in front of him. He could not believe that the master in front of him was forever separated from him.
Tears fell involuntarily down his face. Qin Feng wanted to cry but couldn't.
Qin Feng, who was kneeling there, seemed to have lost his soul. This was the first time that he truly felt the pain of losing a loved one. It was his parents who gave birth to him, and his master who taught him!
For some reason, Qin Feng only felt that the world was vast, but he was alone. He could no longer feel the warmth of love from the master beside him.
"He is a good boy with kindness and righteousness. The old man saw the right person!"
There was a sigh from behind, and then a slap was slapped on Qin Feng's back, "Child, if you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in and break your body."
With this slap, the pent-up energy in Qin Feng's chest suddenly relaxed. He looked back at the old man, but Qin Feng stood up and said: "Grandpa Hu, as the saying goes, it is better to die than to be buried in the ground." , I still have to trouble you!"
As he spoke, Qin Feng knelt down and bowed to the old man. He was the direct disciple of his master, and it was his duty to escort his master to the funeral and kneeling shed.
"It can't be done, it can't be done!"
Qin Feng's actions shocked the old man, and he hurriedly helped Qin Feng up and said: "Qin Feng, if we talk about seniority, I would still call you Young Master..."
Zai's seniority was so high, even above the last emperor, that the Hu family had no qualifications to compete with him. Qin Feng's kneeling immediately made several old people panic.
"What's wrong? Qin Feng, why are there blood on your hands?"
When the yard was in chaos, Hu Baoguo walked in carrying a skinned sheep, and he saw Qin Feng's right hand covered in blood.
"Brother Hu, Master...Master has gone!"
Qin Feng's body, which had just been lifted up, knelt down again. This did not mean that Qin Feng's knees were weak, but that according to the rules of the world, when mourning a relative, he had to kneel down and bow to others when he entered the house.
"Hey, I... I haven't been gone for two hours, how... why..."
Upon hearing this, Hu Baoguo threw away the lamb in his hand and grabbed it in front of Zai Shi in a few steps.
Seeing the old man's remains, Hu Baoguo couldn't help but shed tears. Although he was beaten a lot when he was young, his feelings for the old man were also very deep, otherwise he would not have been so indulgent towards Qin Feng.
"Brother Hu, it's important to take care of Master's funeral affairs!"
At this time, Qin Feng became much calmer. After reaching out his left hand and closing his master's open eyes, he carefully helped his master lie down, stood up and said, "Uncles, I am incompetent. Master's funeral arrangements." , I have to ask everyone for help!”
"The old man is the elder of the Hu family. You don't need to say more about this."
Hu Baoguo glanced at the recliner under the old man and couldn't help but sigh and said: "Old man, you are mourning, why are you afraid of hurting our family!"
Although it was New Year's Eve, Zai's death diluted the festive atmosphere a bit. There were many young people in the Hu family, and it was the Chinese New Year, so everything was complete. More than an hour later, the funeral shed was set up. door.
In rural areas, there are many cases of old people passing away in winter. When they heard that the old man passed away at the age of more than 90, the villagers didn't take it seriously. Basically every household came to express their condolences.
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"Qin Feng, I'll just keep vigil for the old man. Why don't you come in and have some dumplings?"
This busy work ended in the afternoon. Hu Baoguo looked at the young man kneeling in the coffin and shook his head distressedly. After getting along with him for several years, he had always thought that Qin Feng was a relatively indifferent person, but it was only now that he felt his heart.
"Brother Hu, I'm not hungry, I want to discuss something with you!"
Qin Feng shook his head, his face a little pale. It would be uncomfortable for anyone to kneel for a long time in this place with the north wind blowing at several degrees below zero.
"What's the matter? Tell me!"
Hu Baoguo put the coat on Qin Feng's shoulders and said, "Don't worry about the old man's funeral. I will take care of it. If you don't want to go back to the juvenile detention center, my eldest brother will help you with it!"
There are still two months until Qin Feng is released from prison, but Hu Baoguo still has a quota for commutation of his sentence. The worst he can do is have a quarrel with the instructor and use this quota for Qin Feng.
"That's not the case, Brother Hu. It's the Chinese New Year and there are firecrackers everywhere. I'm afraid I'll scare Master."
Qin Feng looked at the master lying on the cold bed and said firmly: "I want to cremate the master as soon as possible, so as not to disturb the master's soul."
According to folklore, ghosts are most afraid of thunder and firecrackers. Although these are all nonsense, Qin Feng doesn't want his master to die.
Hu Baoguo thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Well... well, the old man doesn't have any relatives or friends anymore. I'll make a few calls and we'll go to the crematorium right now!"
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