"Huh?" Seeing the masters of Tianshitang running in, Dongfang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately stood up and said: "Don't be impatient, please speak slowly and clearly if you have anything to say.
"Bian? What happened? What made you so panicked?"
"Master Patriarch, it's not good, Ning, Patriarch Ning, he seems to be dying soon." This master of Tianshi Hall is obviously from the Confucian sect. He looks anxious and looks like he is out of breath.
He opened his mouth and said to Dongfang Yu, the so-called ancestor Ning in his mouth obviously meant Ning Caichen.
"Ning Caichen, are you dying? Why is this happening for no reason? What happened?" Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yu's face changed.
In any case, the friendship between Dongfang Yu and Ning Caichen is still very deep. They were once friends who shared life and death together. When she suddenly heard the news, Dongfang Yu naturally took it very seriously.
"Actually... In fact, over the past year or so... Master Ning's health has been deteriorating. However, Master Ning said that you are busy with work, so you don't want us to disturb you." He hesitated.
The master of Tianshitang still spoke.
"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yu suddenly felt enlightened.
Ning Caichen is still over one hundred and twenty years old. It can be said that living at his age has reached the limit. It would not be surprising to die at any time. Has his health been getting worse and worse for more than a year? It turns out that Ning Caichen has been hiding it all this time.
Himself? If he hadn't been dying now, he wouldn't have known his condition.
"I'll leave things here to Yan Chixia and the others. I'll leave first." Hearing that Ning Caichen could no longer hold on any longer, Dongfang Yu felt anxious in her heart. She moved, and after saying this,
He used the Wu Kong Technique to break through the air, his figure flashed through the air like lightning, and at full speed, he rushed towards the capital at full speed...
Along the way, Dongfang Yu was flying at full speed. Thinking that even Ning Caichen was going to die, Dongfang Yu felt heavy.
Although Dongfang Yu has traveled so many planes, she has long been accustomed to death, but seeing that her former friends are still unable to withstand the ruthlessness of time, Dongfang Yu can't help but feel a sigh of relief in her heart.
Dongfang Yu's mind couldn't help but flash back to the time when she first came to the plane of A Chinese Ghost Story and met Ning Caichen by chance. Ning Caichen was still very young at the time and was just a timid and cowardly scholar. The first time he saw him
When they met, he thought he was a gangster, so he accompanied him to Lanruo Temple.
At the party that night, she played the piano, Yan Chixia, a bearded man, danced with a sword, and Ning Caichen recited the poem "The Wine Will Come in". The friendship between the three men was as simple as this.
It's just that when I returned this time, a hundred years of glory was just a snap. Yan Chixia's big beard died, Zhuge Wolong died, Zhiqiu Yiye died, and only Ning Caichen was still alive. Unexpectedly, even Ning Caichen couldn't support him today.
Did you go down?
Boo hoo hoo…
Dongfang Yu's figure was extremely fast. The oncoming strong wind stretched Dongfang Yu's long hair straight. Thinking that Ning Caichen couldn't hold it anymore, no matter what, as an old friend, she should give him a good send-off.
It's done...
The capital is actually quite far away from the land of lawlessness. It took a lot of time when Dongfang Yu flew over. Dongfang Yu's figure was like lightning. From a distance, he saw the outline of the capital constantly moving in front of his eyes.
enlarge.
The figure shot directly towards the headquarters of Tianshitang in the capital, but when it fell from the sky, Dongfang Yu's body couldn't help but tremble.
I saw that Tianshitang was covered with white cloth strips. Looking at the decoration of Tianshitang, it was obvious that there was a funeral. At the same time, Dongfang Yu could also hear the faint sound of crying.
Seeing Dongfang Yu fall down, several people from Tianshi Hall immediately knelt on the ground to greet him, but Dongfang Yu ignored him completely and rushed in like lightning.
"I have seen the Patriarch..." As Dongfang Yu rushed in, the people in the mourning hall naturally saw it, and they all knelt down. At the same time, Zhou Wenhan raised his head and said: "Grandmaster, you
, you are a step too late, Master, he has already left."
Dongfang Yu stood a little below his feet and appeared in front of Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen, who was lying on the funeral bed, had closed his eyes and looked very peaceful. His beard and hair were white but had lost their luster.
He looked dim and dull, with no breath on his body. He was indeed dead...
"Brother Ning", looking at Ning Caichen who was lying on the coffin bed with a peaceful expression, Dongfang Yu opened her mouth, her voice a little choked. She just wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it. In the end, she could only watch in silence.
Ning Caichen's corpse didn't know what he was thinking.
Everyone in Tianshitang in the mourning hall looked at Dongfang Yu's silent appearance and looked at each other, but no one dared to disturb him, and the mourning hall became quiet for a while.
People in Tianshitang know that although Dongfang Yu looks very young, he has actually been friends with Ning Caichen for hundreds of years.
"Brother Ning, when did he leave?" In this silence, Dongfang Yu's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.
"Grandmaster, Master has been waiting for you. It's a pity that he has run out of gas and can't hold on any longer. He passed away just two hours ago." After hearing Dongfang Yu's words, Zhou Wenhan replied,
His voice was choked when he spoke. After all, Ning Caichen was his master.
"Two hours? Oh, forget it, the deceased is gone. Let's take care of the things behind him." Hearing that Ning Caichen had been waiting for him, Dongfang Yu felt a little sad in his heart. After a long time, he collected his emotions and sighed.
Said loudly.
No matter what, being able to live to be more than one hundred and twenty years old before dying is considered a blessing in disguise.
"By the way, Grandmaster, Master left a letter for you before he died." At this moment, Zhou Wenhan suddenly said as if he suddenly remembered something.
"Oh? Let's take a look." When she heard that Ning Caichen actually left a letter for herself, Dongfang Yu raised her eyebrows slightly and said.
As Dongfang Yu finished speaking, Zhou Wenhan turned around to look for it, and soon held a letter in front of Dongfang Yu with both hands.
Reaching out to take it, he tore open the envelope. Dongfang Yu opened it and looked at it, but frowned slightly. In fact, the letter did not say much, only a few words: "I hope Mr. Dongfang can realize his ideal of educating all monsters."
, to realize the ideals of all of us back then.”
Judging from the appearance, this letter should really have been left by Ning Caichen before he died. In fact, the last word "thinking" has not been finished yet, and the last bit has not been written yet. Looking at this letter, Dongfang Yu
I feel a little surprised.
Back then, the ideal of myself, Ning Caichen and others was to wipe out the government and the public, and bring peace to the world. When I come back a hundred years later, my idea of educating all monsters can be said to be a complete implementation of everyone's ideal back then.
However, Ning Caichen knew all his actions, so why did he leave a letter before his death? Was he afraid that he would fail in the end? Or was there some other reason?
"Did Brother Ning only leave this letter before his death? Didn't he say anything else?" Holding this letter, Dongfang Yu felt a little surprised and confused, and immediately asked Zhou Wenhan.
It seemed like a simple and nothing strange letter, just one sentence, but Dongfang Yu felt that something was wrong.
"No, Master, when he wrote this letter, I had not read it. Moreover, the Master at that time had already run out of oil, so after writing this letter, Master did not say a word, and he also said
I can’t say a word anymore.” After hearing this, Zhou Wenhan shook his head and said.
"Didn't you say anything? Let's forget it." After thinking about it, Dongfang Yu waved her hands and said, maybe this was really just before Ning Caichen died, he was a little confused, and he still cared about the ideal we had together back then, so he wrote
Give yourself a letter like this to encourage yourself.
Ning Caichen died here, which was considered a happy event. Soon, the emperor who got the news also hurried over.
After expressing condolences in front of the mourning hall, the emperor also chatted a few words with Dongfang Yu about Xuanxiao City and the demons.
After all, he had a lot of things to do. After a brief chat, the emperor who was in an emergency quickly returned. However, the posthumous title for Ning Caichen also came down. At the same time, the news about Ning Caichen's death also spread out. For a while,
The government and the public were shocked.
Although Ning Caichen is not as famous as Dongfang Yu in terms of reputation, he is still an old man with high morals and high respect. He studied under Zhuge Wolong, and Ning Caichen's status is also transcendent. When he heard that Ning Caichen passed away, many civil and military ministers from the court came to visit him.
Come over here from Tianshitang.
After a week of laying the coffin, it was time for the actual burial. This day was very lively. Countless scholars rushed to come and spontaneously bury Ning Caichen. Even the emperor came in person to carry out the rites of the younger generation.
Supporting Ning Caichen's spirit shows Ning Caichen's status in both the government and the public.
On this day, even Mu Yunhai, who had left unhappily, came back with several senior officials from Kunlun Mountain to pay homage to Ning Caichen.
However, when Mu Yunhai laid two sticks of incense on Ning Caichen and expressed his condolences, Mu Yunhai's expression changed when he looked at Ning Caichen in the coffin, and he whispered: "This, is this?
Was it the work of the brain-eating flower demon? Could it be that Mr. Ning was killed by a demon?"
Above the mourning hall, Mu Yunhai exclaimed, causing many people's expressions to change. Even Dongfang Yu's expression condensed. She flashed to the side of the coffin and looked carefully at Ning Caichen's body in the coffin.
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Sure enough, after taking a closer look, Dongfang Jade also discovered that something was wrong. Unlike a week ago, it turned out that there was a small crack between Ning Caichen's eyebrows, and it seemed that a delicate plant could be vaguely sprouted.