Chapter 1865 I want to bury him here
The sunny day in the winter, even if the sun comes out, has a bitter chill.
Gong Yu Baozhu followed Ao Yin, using his magic power to slow down his pace to ensure that he would not be discovered.
Ao Yin kept walking and deliberately avoided the servants in the mansion. After leaving through the back door, he walked up the hillside.
Gong Yu Baozhu followed him until he saw Ao Yin standing on a hillside and facing the sun.
He patted the package: "Yan'er, the mountains and rivers are beautiful here. After the winter passes, it must be a sunny day, so I will bury you here!"
Ao Yin blinked and saw Gong Yu Baozhu standing nearby. He was startled and looked embarrassed: "Mrs. Zunshen..."
He actually called the little girl that.
Gong Yu Baozhu first stunned, and immediately laughed.
"Uncle Ao, you should call me Baozhu." As she said that, she slowly stepped forward and glanced at his baggage: "This is..."
Now that she saw it, Ao Yin no longer hid it.
"I grabbed a handful of earth at the place where Ao Yan died."
Ao Yin's eyes looked a little bit vicissitudes of life: "There is a custom in the world that it is said to be buried in peace. Although I have no way to find his bones again, I still want to bury him here, as a way to express my longing for him."
Bo Zili killed Ao Yan and left him with no scraps.
Gong Yu Baozhu looked at the handful of loess in the baggage.
The little girl exhaled slightly.
A hint of emotion appeared on her delicate and beautiful little face.
"Let me help you." As she said that, she squatted down, found a wooden stick from the side, and started to help dig the soil.
Ao Yin was flattered.
"Don't dare, Madam Zunshen...ah, no, Baozhu, please rest, I'll do it."
But Gong Yu Baozhu lowered his head and helped attentively: "Uncle Ao, don't get me wrong. I'm helping you because I know you're sad to lose your brother. I also have a brother and I can understand your feelings."
"But Ao Yan killed so many people, and he deserved his death. I help you not to pity him, but to pity you as a brother."
Ao Yin listened and nodded heavily: "I understand..."
He also squatted down and pulled the loess with his hands.
Soon, a small pit was dug. Ao Yin put the bag in that bag and filled the soil again.
Gong Yu Baozhu looked up at him: "What about the tombstone?"
"Tombstone?" Ao Yin was stunned.
He didn't know he needed to prepare these.
Gongyu Baozhu smiled: "Let's make one temporarily, it's too late."
After saying that, the little girl stood up, put her slender fingertips together, and waved at the tree trunk next to her.
Just a few "rustling" sounds were heard, and a whole long piece of tree was taken out.
Gong Yu Baozhu looked at Ao Yin: "Emergency, most people will engraved the identity of the person in the tomb in their own tone, such as: the mother and the father."
Ao Yin thought for a moment, and after concentrating, he waved his fingertips with magic power.
As he moved, debris fell from the tree branches.
After a while, the simple tombstone was carved.
Gong Yu Baozhu turned his eyes and took a look.
【The Tomb of My Dear Brother Ao Yan】
The little girl waved her sleeves again, brought in nearby fruits, and helped place them in front of the tomb.
In this way, a simple tomb is ready.
Ao Yin sat next to the tomb bag, facing the opposite side of the hillside, watching the scorching winter sun illuminate the clear snow in the mountains and fields.
He smiled and sighed: "The scenery here is so beautiful, Yan'er will definitely like it."
Gong Yu Baozhu said nothing.
After all, she and Ao Yin knew it well.
Ao Yan's soul was shattered by Bo Zili, and there was no trace of Ao Yan in the world.
But she didn't point it out. After all, it would be cruel to leave a beautiful thought to the widow.
(End of chapter)