Plane Elevator

Chapter 883: Brain-eating Flower Demon (additional chapter)

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"Huh?" Seeing the master of Tianshitang who ran in on a rampage, Dongfang Yu raised his brows slightly, and immediately stood up, saying: "Don't worry, speak slowly if you have something to say. Side? What happened? It made you flustered."

"Master Patriarch, it's not good, Ning, Master Ning, Patriarch, he seems to be dying soon." This master of Tianshitang is obviously also from the Confucian school, with an anxious expression on his face, looking out of breath, He opened his mouth and said to Dongfang Yu that the so-called ancestor Ning in his mouth obviously meant Ning Caichen.

"Ning Caichen, it's about to die? Why did this happen for no reason? Did something happen?" Hearing this, Dongfang Yu's expression changed.

In any case, the friendship between Dongfang Yu and Ning Caichen is still very deep. They used to be friends who shared life and death together. When they suddenly heard this news, Dongfang Yu naturally attached great importance to it.

"Actually... In fact, for more than a year now... Master Ning's health has been deteriorating. It's just that Master Ning said that you are busy with work, so, so don't let us bother you." Some hesitated, this The master of Tianshitang still spoke.

"Is that so?", Dongfang Yu's heart was stunned upon hearing this.

Ning Caichen is still more than one hundred and twenty years old. It can be said that he has reached his limit to live to his age. It is not surprising that he will die at any time. Has his health deteriorated for more than a year? It turns out that Ning Caichen has been hiding it from him? If it weren't for the fact that he was dying now, he wouldn't even know his situation.

"Yan Chixia and the three of them are responsible for the affairs here, I'll go first." Hearing that Ning Caichen could hardly hold on any longer, Dongfang Yu felt a little anxious, moved her body, and after dropping such a sentence, Exercising the Wukong technique to break through the air, his figure flew across the air like electricity, at full speed, and rushed towards the capital at full speed...

Along the way, Dongfang Yu's speed was extremely fast, and it could be said to be flying at full speed. Thinking that even Ning Caichen was about to die, Dongfang Yu's heart was heavy.

Even though he has traveled so many planes, Dongfang Yu has long been used to seeing death, but seeing that his friends who used to be together are still no match for the ruthlessness of time, Dongfang Yu couldn't restrain a sigh of emotion in his heart.

Dongfang Yu couldn't help flashing back to the time when she first came to the plane of A Chinese Ghost Story, she met Ning Caichen by chance. Ning Caichen was still very young at the time, just a cowardly scholar. When I met him, I thought I was a bandit, so I went to Lanruo Temple with myself.

At the party that night, she played the piano by herself, Yan Chixia danced the sword with a beard, and Ning Caichen recited the poem "Will Enter the Wine". The friendship between the three men is as simple as that.

It's just that this time when I came back, with a flick of a century-old brilliance, Yan Chixia's bearded beard died, Zhuge Wolong died, Zhiqiu Yiye died, and only Ning Caichen was still alive. I didn't expect that even Ning Caichen couldn't support her today. Did you go down

Shhhhhhh...

Dongfang Yu's figure was extremely fast, and the oncoming strong wind stretched Dongfang Yu's long hair straight. Thinking that Ning Caichen couldn't hold it anymore, no matter what, as an old friend, I should go and see him off It's time...

In fact, the capital is still some distance away from the lawless place. It took a lot of time for Dongfang Yu to fly over. Dongfang Yu's body is like electricity, and he can see the outline of the capital constantly moving in front of his eyes from a distance. enlarge.

The figure shot directly towards the headquarters of Tianshitang in the capital, but when it fell from the sky, Dongfang Yu's body couldn't help trembling.

I saw that the Tianshi Hall was covered with white cloth strips. Looking at the dress of the Tianshi Hall, it was obvious that a funeral was held. At the same time, Dongfang Yu could also hear the faint crying.

Seeing Dongfang Yu fall, several people from Tianshi Hall immediately knelt on the ground to greet it, but Dongfang Yu completely ignored it and rushed in like lightning.

"I have seen the Patriarch..." As Dongfang Yu rushed in, the people in the mourning hall naturally saw it and knelt down in unison. At the same time, Zhou Wenhan raised his head and said: "Patriarch, you, You are one step too late, Master, he has already left."

A little below Dongfang Yu's feet, a figure appeared in front of Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen, who was lying on the coffin, had closed his eyes and looked very peaceful. His beard and hair were all white but had lost their luster. It looked bleak and dull, and there was no breath on the body, and it was already dead...

"Brother Ning", looking at Ning Caichen who was lying on the coffin with a peaceful expression, Dongfang Yu opened his mouth, his voice choked with sobs, he just wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, and finally he could only watch silently. Ning Caichen's corpse didn't know what he was thinking.

Everyone in the Tianshi Hall in the mourning hall looked at Dongfang Yu's silent expression and looked at each other, but no one dared to disturb her, and the mourning hall became quiet for a while.

Those people in Tianshitang know that although Dongfang Yu looks very young, he has actually had a friendship with Ning Caichen for a hundred years.

"Brother Ning, when did he leave?" In the silence, Dongfang Yu's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.

"Master Patriarch, Master has been waiting for you, but it's a pity that he has run out of oil and can't stand it any longer. He passed away just two hours ago." Hearing Dongfang Yu's words, Zhou Wenhan replied, His voice was a little choked up during the speech, after all Ning Caichen was his master.

"Two hours? Oh, forget it, the deceased is gone, let's take care of the affairs behind him." Hearing that Ning Caichen had been waiting for her, Dongfang Yu felt a little sour in her heart. After a long time, she calmed down and sighed Said in one voice.

In any case, to live to be more than one hundred and twenty years old before dying, this is already considered a happy event.

"By the way, Patriarch, Master left you a letter before he died," Zhou Wenhan said suddenly as if he suddenly remembered something at this moment.

"Oh? Take a look." Dongfang Yu frowned slightly when she heard that Ning Caichen had left a letter for herself, and said.

Following Dongfang Yu's words, Zhou Wenhan turned around to look for it, and soon held a letter in front of Dongfang Yu with both hands.

Reaching out to take it, tearing open the envelope, Dongfang Yu opened it to look, but frowned slightly. In fact, the letter did not say much, only a few words: "I hope Mr. Dongfang realizes the ideal of educating all monsters." , to realize the ideals of all of us back then.”

From the looks of it, this letter should really be left by Ning Caichen before he died. The last word "thinking" has not been written yet, and the last point has not been written yet. Looking at this letter, Dongfang Yu Feel a little surprised.

Back then, the ideal of myself, Ning Caichen and others was to wipe out the ruling and opposition parties and restore the world to a bright future. When I came back a hundred years later, the idea of enlightening all demons can also be said to be the complete implementation of everyone's ideals back then.

However, Ning Caichen knew all his actions, so why did he leave such a letter before he died? Is he afraid that he will fail in the end? Or is there some other reason

"Did Brother Ning leave only this letter before his death? Didn't he say anything else?" Holding the letter, Dongfang Yu felt a little surprised, confused, and asked Zhou Wenhan immediately.

Dongfangyu felt that there was something wrong with a letter that seemed simple and nothing strange.

"No, when Master wrote this letter, I didn't read it, and at that time, Master was exhausted, so after writing this letter, Master didn't say a word, he also said I can't say a word," Zhou Wenhan said while shaking his head.

"Didn't you say anything? Let's forget it." After thinking about it, Dongfang Yu waved his hand and said, maybe this is really just before Ning Caichen died, he was a little confused, and he was still concerned about the ideal of everyone being together back then. Such a letter to cheer yourself up.

Here, Ning Caichen passed away, which is considered a white wedding event. Soon, the emperor who got the news hurried over.

After condolences in front of the mourning hall, the emperor also chatted with Dongfang Yu about Xuanxiao City and the demons.

After all, there are many things to do every day. After a general chat, the emperor who was in a hurry went back quickly, but the posthumous title of Ning Caichen was also released. At the same time, news about Ning Caichen's death was also distributed. The ruling and opposition parties shook.

Although Ning Caichen is not as famous as Dongfang Yu in terms of reputation, he is still a highly respected old man. He learned from Zhuge Wolong, and Ning Caichen's status is also detached. Tianshitang came here.

After the coffin was parked for a week, it was time for the actual burial. This day was very lively. Countless scholars rushed to come to bury Ning Caichen spontaneously. Even the emperor came over in person, wanting to carry out the ceremony of the younger generation. Supporting the spirit of Ning Caichen, it can be seen that Ning Caichen's status in the ruling and opposition parties.

On this day, even Mu Yunhai, who had left unhappily at the beginning, came back with a few high-level officials from Kunlun Mountain to attend Ning Caichen's funeral.

However, when Mu Yunhai put two sticks of incense on Ning Caichen and mourned for a while, looking at Ning Caichen in the coffin, Mu Yunhai's face changed, and he whispered: "This, is this Was it the work of the brain-eating flower demon? Could it be that Mr. Ning was killed by a demon?".

Above the mourning hall, Mu Yunhai's exclamation caused many people's expressions to change. Even Dongfang Yu's expression froze. She came to the side of the coffin and looked carefully at Ning Caichen's corpse in the coffin. .

Sure enough, after taking a closer look, Dongfang Yu also found that something was wrong. Unlike a week ago, it turned out that there was a small crack between Ning Caichen's eyebrows, and it seemed that a delicate plant sprouted in it.