Ma Fei's death was like a bolt from the blue to Xiaoluzi. But after all, a thunderbolt hit her on the head on a sunny day. No matter what, she still had to face it all.
Before Chen Qing's meal was cooked, Xiao Luzi had already carried the departing horse and flew towards Duan Tianya. This was the first time in so many years that she felt that flying up was so strenuous, as if she was flying There were countless burdens on her head, weighing her down.
When the first ray of sunlight shines in the sky, the eastern sky is already full of fire.
Wu Ai's small thatched cottage that had stood in the wind and rain for countless years was still as quiet as ever, but when it reflected that ray of light, it no longer seemed so lonely.
Feng Er and Wu Ai had been hungover all night and were now lying on both sides of the bed. Xiao Luzi didn't know how to wake them up, so he simply cleaned Xiao Ma Fei's face and hair and sat down. Wu Ai sat on an old wooden chair, and she herself was already kneeling beside the two sleeping old men.
Xiao Luzi looked at the sleeping two people with red eyes. She began to question whether she was right or wrong in doing so, but paper could not cover the fire. Besides, it was such a big matter. As Ma Fei's master, they had the right to know. .
"Uncle, I'm sorry." She whispered.
At this moment, Wu Ai was in a nightmare, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Luzi, you are responsible for chopping firewood with the Blue Blood Sword! Then Xiao Ma Fei is responsible for lighting the fire! Feng Er, come and have a drink. .”
Hearing this, Xiaoluzi couldn't hold back her tears. She lowered her head to the ground, thinking about the man who thrust the sword into Ma Fei's chest.
After all, we have reached this point, and after all, this is a world of difference after all this mistake.
At this moment, Feng Er seemed to have heard the noise and had opened his eyes slightly. He fiddled with his nose vigorously and started to smell. He seemed to smell the smell of the green blood sword. After he rubbed his eyes, he stood up and saw The kneeling and sobbing Xiao Luzi and the motionless Pony Fei.
"Xiaoluzi!" Feng Er already understood what he was talking about and whispered: "Hurry up and take him out!"
Hearing this, Xiao Luzi was immediately confused.
But she quickly obeyed Feng Er's will, gently picked up Pony Fei, and walked out.
Above Duan Tianya, Feng Er had already come out. He instructed: "If you are really worried about anything, just do it. Do you know that your master's hair turned white last night?"
Xiaoluzi replied: "I don't know."
"I don't know? You can't see?" Feng Er was filled with grief at this moment. However, the more this moment happened, the calmer he seemed. The aura of a mature man could be fully reflected in him.
He said: "Why did you bring Ma Fei's body back now? Even if he died heroically, you can't let your uncle see all this."
"Master!" Xiaoluzi didn't understand. She looked at the sad Feng Er with her eyes stupidly and asked, "This can't be hidden."
"If you can't hide it, you have to hide it from me!" Feng Er said: "Now is not the time for your uncle to know about this! How sad you are, your uncle must be a hundred times more sad than you."
"I understand, master." Xiao Luzi nodded and asked, "Then where should I place Xiao Ma Fei now?"
"You come with me."
After saying that, Feng Er picked up Xiao Ma Fei who was lying on the ground. He jumped up and headed towards the direction of his wife's grave, while Xiao Luzi also carried the Blue Blood Sword on his back and followed closely.
Soon, the two of them landed smoothly. Feng Er first gently put down Ma Fei, then approached Yan'er's grave and began to pull weeds for her grave one by one. His hand touched it gently. The tombstone that stood firm in the wind and rain said gently: "Yan'er, now that Xiao Ma Fei has come to your world, you must take good care of him."
Over the years, Feng Er has undoubtedly had the greatest influence on Xiao Luzi. Whether it was his free and easy manner or his deep affection, Xiao Luzi always felt that his master's pursuit was actually her pursuit, so she always felt sad for the death of her master's wife. Sad, but also happy that her master's wife got such a persistent man in the world.
"Master. I still want to tell my uncle!" Xiaoluzi knew that this sentence would be scolded, but he still said it, "Uncle has the right to know. What will happen if he finds out later? sad."
"Kneel down! You really are smarter than ever!" Feng Er scolded: "I have been friends with Wu Ai for many years, why don't I know about his affairs? When his master left, he was alone in Duan Tianya I almost cried my eyes out, but I never mentioned it to you. Wu Ai has always been withdrawn, and you, Ma Fei, are nothing more than a kind of sustenance in his heart. He has more persistence in his heart than you think. . What are you going to tell him now? And then think about him leaving you in Duan Tianya for the rest of your life and suffering together?"
"Master." Xiaoluzi burst into tears again. She said, "I really don't know what to do."
"Silly boy."
In fact, Feng Er knew how many conflicts there were in Xiaoluzi's heart. He also felt sorry for his little apprentice from the bottom of his heart. But since he felt sorry for her, he couldn't let her bear the endless pain.
"You can write a letter later and tell your uncle that Ma Fei's parents heard about his name and came to find him. They took him back to Tiancan Village to get married. We will talk about the rest of the matter." Feng Er said. .
Feng Er’s idea was a good one, but Xiaoluzi still didn’t agree with it. She said, “Would this be too cruel?”
"Cruel! Tell me, do you have a better way?" Feng Er asked.
Xiaoluzi shook his head.
"Then just listen to me. How long have you been able to deceive her? What's the big deal in this world? When your master's wife left, did you kill yourself with a sword without me seeing you?" Feng Er asked.
Xiaoluzi nodded.
Seeing Xiaoluzi's adorable and angry look, Feng Er had already pulled out his not-so-cute sword and started digging holes on the ground. He looked at Xiaoluzi's stunned look and said sternly: " Why are you standing there? Sadness can be eaten. Now that Xiao Ma Fei is still in the world, if you let him see your useless look, then I really feel worthless for him. At least he is the one he has always looked up to in his heart. Sister Xiaoluzi is so unbearable, so vulnerable in the face of pain. If this is the case, if Xiao Mafei can still speak now, you can think of how sad he must be crying."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xiao Luzi choked with sobs, and then she knelt in front of Feng Er and began to dig holes in the ground with her bare hands.
Xiaoluzi's tears fell on the soil, and he soon got under the ground. Feng Er felt heartbroken just by looking at it, but as her master, if he was weak, then Xiaoluzi would have fallen into In the abyss, at this moment, Feng Er chose to be strong on behalf of this little woman, because he believed that he could give her the strength she wanted.
Feng Er's eyes stopped on Xiaoluzi's wrist, thinking about what a terrible night it was last night that caused this child to be injured.
"Xiao Luzi, now your master and I are getting old, and we have also incurred a lot of blood debts in the world. The last time the Sumeru Peak was injured, my legs and feet are now flexible, but in the days to come, I will once again hold my head high in the world. , is impossible." Feng Er struggled to roll the soil under his feet, and did not forget to warn: "You can only walk on your own in the future. You must remember to stand firm at all times. Master I can't accompany you any longer. From now on, I will accompany you, Uncle Wuai. As for Ma Fei's matter, let us slowly forget it together. One day he will know, but I just hope it won't be the case. Now, at least he can't feel sad like you."
"master."
Xiao Luzi was so moved again that she didn't know what to say. In this world, there is a master like Feng Er, a master uncle like Wu Ai, a junior brother like Xiao Ma Fei, and a friend like Chen Qing. She was really content. This was a kind of happiness. She was so happy that she thought all the time that they were her dependence and a haven where she could take shelter when she was hurt.
The two of them were still digging the hole absentmindedly. The deeper the hole became, the more Xiao Luzi felt that it was herself, not Xiao Ma Fei, who should be buried in it. She felt that kind of apology that she could never make up for with anything in her life.
Wu Ai, who was above Duan Tian Ya, had already woken up. When he discovered that Feng Er was missing and heard Xiao Luzi's confused voice in his sleep, when he thought of that dream again, he felt the death-like terror in his heart. Feelings arise spontaneously.
So he walked out of that hut and thought about where Feng Er and Xiao Luzi would go, so he simply flew towards the mountains, just to try his luck. Who knew that his luck was really that good, and he actually met them.
There was a third person among them.
He heard what Xiao Luzi and Feng Er said. He hid behind a big tree and did not dare to appear. The tears in his eyes refused to stop. He was very grateful to Feng Er and Xiao Luzi for everything they had done for him. Thinking of this , he didn’t dare to step forward.
It seemed that he really didn't dare to face all this. It seemed that if he faced it, his death would really come, so he only dared to silently look at the backs of the two people and silently stared at the cold corpse. At this moment, he began to rehearse in his mind the scene when he received Xiaoluzi's letter in the future. He couldn't let Feng Er see that he knew about this. He couldn't, he couldn't
Maybe he still had a slight headache after being drunk. He just felt that his hair was getting tighter inch by inch. This feeling was just like the sudden white hair feeling in his dream last night.
The lovelessness at this moment is scary.
But he hid it very well. Even though he shed countless tears, he still held back and never let the two people over there know.
He was thinking that he was not too lonely in this life. At least he could be buried here if he died one day.