"Every time this happens, Wuyi will buy another bunch and then make up for the missing one."
"Tick tock, tick tock."
"You two, you have liked to follow him since you were young. You think he is powerful and capable of anything." Bai Xiuzhen said, but his face was full of nostalgia: "You are still shouting that you want to steal the peaches."
As if he was talking about something interesting, Bai Xiu actually smiled: "But how could Wu Yi steal it?"
"So he said he would take you there when you grow up."
"Then you jump up and down. Every year when he comes back, you will ask him, did he bring the flat peach back? Did Brother Wuyi bring the flat peach back?"
"I don't want it anymore."
Chun Xiaoman interrupted Bai Xiuzhen's words, and she choked with sobs: "I don't want Pantao, I just want him to come back."
At this moment, following my mother's words, countless childhood memories flooded into Chun Xiaoman's mind.
The big brother who protects them, cares about them, and takes care of them.
'Left hand!'
'Right hand!'
Two little girls of five or six years old held his hand tightly, and three figures walked on the ancient streets. Only two bunches of candied haws swayed under the vermilion sunset.
"alright."
Bai Xiuzhen sobbed. She lit three sticks of incense and handed them to Chun Xiaoman: "Send them to your brother."
This "brother" finally made Chun Xiaoman unable to bear it anymore and he burst into tears.
She didn't pick up the three sticks of incense, she just cried there. Bai Xiuzhen looked at her without saying anything. She gently stroked the girl's back and looked at Baojiaxian's memorial tablet with wet eyes.
, waiting quietly.
"well..."
Outside the mourning hall, Wushiba leaned on the wall and sighed heavily.
Baojiaxian's popularity in Kunlun Ancient Town is very good. No, it should be said that the ancient town is a big family, and everyone is a part of this family, caring and taking care of each other.
But now, Bao Jiaxian suddenly left.
Inexplicably, Wu Shiba felt empty in his heart. He looked at the bright sky and said with emotion: "You are better than me. I just want to be a small sun hunter to ensure the safety of this place, and your ambition..."
"Perhaps, this is why you are better than me."
Also from Kunlun, Wushiba did not have such lofty ideals, at least compared to Bao Jiaxian, he was nothing.
But what does this look like?
A man with white hair gives a gift to a man with black hair, which makes so many people sad and shed tears.
Is this what he wants?
"Why are you going out?"
Wushiba did not understand Baojiaxian, nor did he understand what he called the vastness of the world, and that there were still many people in need of help.
But what does it have to do with them needing help?
People are alive and their abilities are limited. If they can provide food for their families, they have to thank God. How can they save more people? In other words, they are not saints, so why do they have to do such a difficult and laborious job?
Something to please?
"You risked your life for others. Is it really worth it?"
Wushiba still doesn’t understand Baojiaxian, or he will never understand, just like if he is asked to choose between Chun Xiaoman and an outsider, he will not hesitate to use his life to protect Chun Xiaoman, not just a stranger.
.
"Okay, don't cry. If your brother-in-law was here, he wouldn't want you to be sad for him."
"Um."
Chun Xiaoman did not refute Bai Xiuzhen's words. She knew Bao Jiaxian, and it was precisely because she knew who he was that Chun Xiaoman understood that Bao Jiaxian wanted her sister to live happily instead of being sad for him.
"May I know how he died?"
No matter who was killed, the Kunlun people will never let the murderer go unpunished. They must avenge their family!
"There are no enemies."
However, Bai Xiuzhen shook his head. If Bao Jiaxian was really killed by someone, then Bai Xiuzhen had another target.
But after he sacrificed his life for his own ideals, the Buddhist city worshiped Baojiaxian so much that he even regarded him as a belief, which completely changed his character.
Bai Xiuzhen couldn't say anything about such a thing except that he was happy for Bao Jiaxian.
Because this is his dream, to influence dozens or hundreds of people with the power of one person, and then let this persistence and persistence light up the whole world like a spark that starts a prairie fire.
"Yeah..."
Chun Xiaoman's sadness eased a little. She looked at Bai Xiuzhen and asked, "Did he succeed?"
"Um."
Baixiu Zhen smiled and said: "He realized his wish."
As long as there is a second person who remembers him and is willing to inherit his ideas and fight, then his life will be full of value even if he dies tomorrow.
"The emperor's son carried the coffin, and nine million people saw him off."
Bai Xiu didn't really see it with her own eyes, but she learned about it from Hong Hanyi's mouth.
"Yeah..."
Imagining that scene, Chun Xiaoman's sadness eased a lot. She smiled and felt happy for Bao Jiaxian.
"What about Aweng? Does Aweng know about this?"
Aweng, also known as Shi Haogui, the residents of the entire Kunlun Ancient Town have grown up under his protection for generations. Therefore, to the people of the entire Kunlun Ancient Town, Shi Haogui is the Aweng of all of them.
"He knows."
"Then," Chun Xiaoman asked, "What's Aweng's reaction?"
"He was very happy. To celebrate, he took out all the wine he had collected for many years. He said that a great hero was born in the family. How could he not celebrate with a drink?" Bai Xiuzhen said: "Even though he was in such bad health, he still drank.
For the whole day, I couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried."
"After all, it's Aweng..."
Chun Xiaoman said this, but he also understood why Shi Haogui did this.
Compared to Baixiu Zhen, Shi Haogui is the most pitiable person in Kunlun.
If the death of Bao Jiaxian was like a white-haired man giving a black-haired man to Bai Xiu, then Shihao Gui, who has lived in this land for tens of thousands of years, how many times has he watched his own hand?
Pulling his beloved children away from him?
Speaking of inner sorrow, no one forced Shi Haogui to understand the meaning of this sentence better.
"Right."
Speaking of this, Bai Xiu really remembered something: "Recently, probably during this period of time, a big shot is coming to our place. When the time comes, girl, please don't do anything bad. He is different from other guests. If
If you offend him, I can't even protect you."
"Forehead..."
Chun Xiaoman asked in surprise: "Who is this person? Even my mother can't protect me?"
"This is too outrageous!"
The most unruly girl in Kunlun Ancient Town actually said that others were unruly. Bai Xiu was really dumbfounded.
"That's the emperor of the Qin family."
Baixiu Zhen said: "You should have heard of him. He is a man of great influence now. The whole world of mountains and seas is spreading rumors about him, saying that he is the hope of demon painters and the future savior of mankind."
"Tch, he's not a second-generation person yet."
Chun Xiaoman seemed to have remembered the fact that the emperor carried the coffin for Baojiaxian, and said: "But he should be different from ordinary dudes. Don't worry, grandma, I will entertain him well and won't cause you any trouble."