Chapter 77 The pursuit is fruitless, I have experience in death
The sun sets over the mountains.
The Pope’s Hall and the Enshrinement Hall.
As well as the entire Wuhun City at the foot of the mountain, they are all ready for tomorrow.
Qian Xunji’s coffin already has a coffin lid.
Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue were wiping the area around the coffin.
Then he knelt on the ground and waited quietly.
The night is getting darker
Da da!
There were footsteps outside.
Then came Golden Crocodile Douluo's questioning voice.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
No response.
Golden Crocodile Douluo continued:
"Brother, the two children Xiaoxue and Xiaojue are inside."
Du.
That calmness The footsteps became a little hesitant and heavy.
A middle-aged man with blond hair and golden eyes.
Enter the main hall.
Qian Renjue and Qian Renxue both looked back.
Staring at the somewhat dusty figure.
Greetings in unison:
"Grandpa!"
"Xiaoxue, Xiaojue."
Qian Daoliu responded softly.
With exhaustion and guilt in his eyes, he slowly approached the two children.
Kneel and sit in the middle.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.
Just raised his hand and gently stroked their hair.
Qian Renxue did not ask, she had already expected the outcome of the matter.
Maybe Tang Hao or Tang San already had the spiritual thoughts of God Shura lodged in them.
Picking up the fan on the ground, Qian Renxue gently fanned Qian Daoliu.
Qian Renjue poured out the brewed tea and handed it to Qian Daoliu.
"Grandpa, drink tea"
"..."
Looking at the two siblings in front of him, Qian Daoliu felt heartache for no reason.
My hands are trembling a little.
Holding the hot tea handed over by Qian Renjue, the guilt in his eyes became even greater.
There was a lump in my throat, and it hurt.
"Xiaoxue, Xiaojue, grandpa is useless, grandpa is sorry for you"
"Grandpa, it's okay, it's not your fault."
Qian Renxue shook her head gently .
Qian Daoliu has done enough, and in the end he was even willing to sacrifice his life.
She is the one who feels sorry for Qian Daoliu.
Qian Renjue nodded slightly.
Reassuredly said:
"Sister is right, grandpa has been tired for so long and should have a good rest."
"Ha"
Qian Daoliu smiled as if he was mocking himself.
Accompanied by the two siblings, they quietly drank the hot tea in their hands.
He didn’t know how long it had been.
He hadn’t felt this sense of powerlessness.
Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly approached this side and asked respectfully:
"Brother, is it time to close the coffin?"
"..."
Qian Daoliu moved his hands.
Thinking for a moment, he said solemnly: "I will do it myself later."
"Yes."
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't say much and slowly exited the hall. .
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Xunji inside the coffin.
Breathing a little hard.
"Xiaoxue, Xiaojue, it's getting late, let's go back and rest first."
"I got it, grandpa."
Qian Renxue put down the fan in her hand , stood up slowly.
Qian Renjue pointed to the bell, ring finger, and bloody jelly beans on the ground.
Chao Qiandaoliu asked:
"Grandpa, can sister and I take these things away?"
"Of course."
< br>Qian Daoliu glanced at it and nodded seriously.
It's also good to leave a thought.
"Thank you, grandpa."
Qian Renjue said, then raised his hand to take off the necklace from his neck.
And Qian Renxue
reached out and collected all the things on the ground.
Qian Renjue hung the necklace with the soul-stirring beads around Qian Daoliu's neck.
"Grandpa, this is also what dad left behind."
Qian Daoliu's heart suddenly palpitated.
Looking at the golden halo of beads on his chest with some strangeness.
"Grandpa, don't be too sad, goodbye."
Qian Renxue waved to Qian Daoliu, pulled Qian Renjue and left the hall.
“I am really a failure.”
Qian Daoliu’s lips were full of bitterness.
But he didn’t notice the agarwood lit by Qian Renxue under the coffin. It's made from the pollen of the Resurrecting Flower.
……
On the way back to the residence.
Qian Renxue held Qian Renjue’s little hand.
Asked: "Jue, do you think Grandpa can succeed?"
"Of course he can."
Qian Renjue nodded solemnly.
Looking at the meteors streaking across the sky in the night, I couldn't help but turn my head and look
That was the direction of Haotian Sect.
Qian Renjue had a little worry in his eyes, and in his purple eyes he seemed to see Bibi Dong wielding his twin scythes
Facing Qian Xunji's death.
In the past few days, Qian Renjue has made new speculations
Maybe
Qian Xunji himself gave up the chance of life.
Otherwise, Qian Renjue couldn’t figure out why he didn’t take [Xuyin Jelly Beans].
……
Enshrined in the temple.
There was no movement at all, only the steady breathing of Qian Daoliu.
I don’t know when.
Qian Daoliu has been placed with his back against the coffin, as if he is sitting still and sleeping soundly.
The soul-stirring bead with a golden halo on the chest.
Suddenly it started to flash.
Threads of white mist were slowly sucked into the body by Qian Daoliu.
……
The sun is shining brightly.
Like an ordinary morning.
Qian Daoliu stood in front of the door of the enshrinement hall in a daze, his mind a little confused
before he came to his senses.
Suddenly there seemed to be a scorching sun in the sky.
“Dad.”
A voice that I hadn’t heard in several days rang in my ears.
Qian Daoliu quickly looked up.
The familiar figure is standing at the top of the worship hall, shining brightly.
“Ji’er!”
Qian Daoliu’s eyes widened.
Shocked:
"伱, are you still alive?"
Qianxunji laughed heartily:
"Hahaha, dad, are you confused? I'm already cold."< br>
“Then, what’s going on?!”
Qian Daoliu raised his hands to cover his eyes.
He will never feel wrong about the blazing heat in this holy light.
Qian Xunji sat on the top casually.
There was pride in his eyes.
But he didn't intend to tell the truth, and teased: "Of course it's because I miss you."
"Evil! You, what are you talking nonsense about."
Qian Daoliu's face darkened.
The suspicion that it was an illusion just now is gone.
Still so annoying!
"Tsk, can't you curse a little less?"
Qian Xunji shook his head helplessly.
Then he waved his hand.
Relief said:
“That’s it, that’s all, just scold me. You won’t have the chance to scold me in the future.”
Whoops!
Qian Xunji’s figure flashed.
He had already come to Qian Daoliu and held his shoulders.
He said with a serious face:
“But I can make a deal with you first”
“After you scold me, you can no longer scold my son or daughter.”< br>
Qian Daoliu looked at the vivid faces in front of him, his eyes red.
A cold snort.
“How could I scold them?”
“That’s hard to say. You didn’t scold me when I was a child, but it’s different when I grow up.”
Qian Xunji let go of his hand and shook his fingers with a smile.
Then he turned around and walked slowly to the grass in front of the worship hall.
Qian Daoliu looked at his back and followed silently.
Qianxunji sat on the grass and patted the grass next to him.
He turned around and said with a smile:
"Old man, we don't have much time, let's have a good chat."
The words fell.
Qian Xunji looked up at the sun in the sky and lay comfortably on the grass.
Looking at Qian Daoliu sitting down next to him.
Smiling and asked:
"Old man, do you think people can only see themselves clearly when they die?"
"How do I know!"< br>
Qian Daoliu clenched his fists and shook his head.
"Haha. That's right. You haven't died before, so I still have experience in this."
Qianxunji rested his hands on his head and smiled
His expression changed again Slowly sank.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)