The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Xuanji tried his best to spit out a few words.

"Under the bed... Dark space..."

Pei qianhun immediately knelt down on the ground and looked sideways at the bottom of the bed.

I didn't find anything.

He simply put half of his body under the bed, reached out and groped around, and knocked twice from time to time.

Soon I found a place where the sound of knocking was light, and the bottom should be empty.

He immediately put his hand on the floor and tried to press it down.

Then I heard a click.

It looks like something started.

A small copper box bounced out of it.

Pei qianhun dragged the box out.

Because it is made of copper, the weight of this box is very heavy.

He wants to hold it with both hands.

"Master, is that it?"

Xuanji Zi: "well, give me no wine..."

Pei qianhun heard the speech and handed the box to the elder martial brother without saying a word.

As the first disciple of Shifu, the eldest martial brother should take care of whatever good things Shifu gives him. Moreover, the eldest martial brother has always taken great care of the younger martial sisters and brothers. They are very convinced of the eldest martial brother and have no objection to Shifu's arrangement.

Fang Wujiu reached out and took the box. He was not in the mood to open the box and see what was in it.

He always looked at master. His always calm face was full of sadness and reluctance.

Xiao Xi was lying beside the bed, crying and burping.

She doesn't want master to die. She doesn't want to be separated from master.

Xuanji Zi's vision has become very blurred and he can't see anything clearly, but his eyes are still looking at the direction of Xi Xi.

When he was taking care of him, even if the child could not live to be 19 years old.

At that time, he just felt that the child was very poor. All he could do was to try to make her happier while she was still alive, at least not to let her leave the world with too much regret.

But later, I raised it and gradually developed feelings.

He felt worried and reluctant.

In order to save Xi Xi's life, he did a lot of things and paid a lot.

But he doesn't regret it.

If he were allowed to choose again, he would still choose this road.

Xuanji Zi's lips moved, like shouting Xi Xi's name.

Xiao Xi immediately leaned over and put his ear to master's lips.

She heard the master say slowly in a very weak voice.

"Don't tell him about Xiaojian's life experience..."

Xiao Xi doesn't know why.

She was just about to ask what happened to Chu Jian's life experience? I saw master's eyes close slowly.

He seemed to have completed the last task. He looked very peaceful. The corners of his mouth even raised slightly, as if with a little smile.

He looked like he was asleep.

Xiao Xi looked at him blankly, his voice was very difficult.

"Master..."

On weekdays, she called master. As long as Xuanji heard it, she would certainly respond to her with a smile.

But now, Xuanji didn't give any response.

He lay so quietly on the bed, motionless and completely breathless.

Xiao Xi tightly held his hands that had lost temperature and shouted again and again.

"Master, master, wake up, master!"

Wenjiu city came up to pull her and told her in a trembling voice——

"Master has gone."

Xiao Xi didn't want to accept this reality. She grabbed master's hand and refused to let go.

She looked at her master vaguely with tears. For a moment, she seemed to go back to a long time ago——

At that time, she was very young. She couldn't remember exactly how old she was. She only remembered that the weather was terrible and it rained heavily. The car she took with her parents had an accident. Her parents died in the car accident. She was the only survivor.

She was injured at that time. Her body was full of blood. She couldn't tell which was her own blood and which was her parents' blood.

But her mind was clear.

She watched helplessly as her parents' bodies were removed from the wreckage of the car and covered with white cloth.

Finally, they became two cold urn.

Now, master was covered with white cloth.

Xiao Xi felt the piercing pain in her heart and burst into tears.

But she couldn't make a sound.

The cry was fierce and silent.

She was forcibly pulled away and watched her master be carried away.

He didn't become an urn, but he was put in a dark coffin.

The coffin was as hard and cold as the urn.

Because Dayue stronghold is still in the midst of war, there is no condition to hold a funeral for xuanjizi. Finally, xuanjizi can only be buried after symbolically stopping for three days.

According to his last wish, he was buried in the mausoleum of the South moon king.

The couple failed to become husband and wife during their lifetime. At least they can be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks after their death.

Xiao Xi knelt in front of the mausoleum.

She looked at the newly erected tombstone in front of her.

The tombstone reads "the tomb of Xuanji Zi, who respects the teacher", and there is a line of small characters next to it, indicating the date of burial.

Next to xuanjizi's tombstone, next to the tombstone of the South moon king.

Their tombstones stand side by side, like a pair of Bi people, standing hand in hand, life and death.

After Fang Wujiu and others burned the paper money, they stretched out their hands and pulled it up.

She knelt and refused to move, her voice still a little crying.

"I want to accompany Shifu again. You go first."

Wen Jiucheng's voice was also a little hoarse, but he tried to slow down his tone and advised in a soft voice.

"You haven't closed your eyes for three days. If you go on like this, your body will collapse."

Chu Jian rubbed his red eyes and choked: "elder martial sister, master always loves you most. He must not be willing to see you tossing yourself like this. You'd better go back with us."

Pei qianhun also said, "go back and take a hot bath and have a good sleep. The past is over, and the living must continue to live."

Xiao Xi refused to get up.

Finally, Fang Wujiu saw her thoughts at a glance.

He whispered, "I know you're blaming yourself, but it's not necessary. Master's death has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Xixi: "but if I could find Shifu earlier, Shifu might not die. I'm too useless. I'm a little late. Maybe those people are right. I'm a lonely star of the heavenly ghost. I killed my parents in my last life and Shifu in this life. All those close to me will come to no good end. I......"

"That's enough!" Fang Wujiu sank his face hard and interrupted her self-talk. "Wake up, master was killed by empty Zen. It has nothing to do with you!"

Xiao Xi was stunned. Then he came back to his mind like a hindsight and murmured.

"Yes, there's still time for Zen. He killed Shifu. He's a murderer."

Chu Jian felt very sad to see elder martial sister like this.

In order to cheer up the elder martial sister as soon as possible, he also helped persuade her.

"The person who killed master is Kong Chan. He is the most damned person. Even if you want to hate him, you should hate him instead of torturing yourself."