The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 1096 sacrifice

At dusk when the sun was setting on the hillside, on a winding mountain road, the two walked one in front of the other, with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Hu Che'er led the way, and Lu Bu followed.

This place is a bit far from Chang'an City. The two first rode to the foot of the mountain. Because the mountain road was rugged and difficult for horses, they dismounted and climbed the mountain on foot instead.

Halfway up the mountain, Hu Che'er, who was leading the way, stopped suddenly.

"Can't walk anymore?"

Seeing Hu Che'er stop, Lu Bu asked.

Hu Che'er shook his head, just said: "My lord, we are here."

arrive?

Lu Bu was suspicious. He looked around, but there was still an endless mountain road in front of him. There were trees, bushes and weeds on both sides of the road, and there was no cemetery at all.

"Where is Mr.'s tomb?" Lu Bu asked.

Hu Che'er stepped aside, and said in a very inconspicuous place, "This is it."

Lu Bu looked, but there was no cemetery. The place Hu Che'er pointed to was only a small bump of soil with deep weeds growing on it.If Hu Che'er didn't point it out specifically, it could almost be ignored.

There is no tombstone, no mausoleum, not even a spirit tablet, and the identity of the owner of the tomb is unknown.

His husband was buried in the barren mountains like this.

"Hu Che'er, did you remember the wrong place?"

Such a barren place looks like a dangerous and sinister place at first glance. Sir, he is familiar with Yin and Yang, so how could he possibly bury himself here?
Lu Bu didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart.

"I was one of the coffin bearers when Mr. Hu went out to be buried. There is no mistake." Hu Che'er found an open space, put down the things used for the memorial service, and said with confidence.

"In the past two years, no one has come to take care of it?"

Looking at the cemetery overgrown with weeds, Lu Bu felt sour in his heart.

Hu Che'er shook his head. The husband said that the news should not be leaked. In order to avoid being suspected, no one has come here to visit the grave and pay homage.Even if it was the anniversary of his death, Hu Che'er only came out in the middle of the night to quietly place some offerings, not daring to make any big moves.

After learning the reason, Lu Bu was even more guilty. The husband has paid too much for him in this life, and he was like this before his death, and he will still be like this after death.

"Sir, Boo is here to see you."

Standing in front of the small soil bag, Lu Bu bowed solemnly, with infinite emotion and nostalgia.

The answer to him was, apart from the cool breeze in the mountains, only the cuckoo echoing in the deep forest.

In the mountains and fields, there is silence.

Lu Bu wrapped his sleeve robe twice, rolled up his sleeves, exposing his slightly dark forearms, and personally pulled up the weeds around the grave, trying to create a clean environment for the grave.

Hu Che'er came to help, but was stopped by Lu Bu. The husband is gone, and he wanted to do something for him by himself.

When it was finished, it was nightfall.

The incense candles used for worship were lit, illuminating a small area in front of the grave.

Later, Lu Bu cut down the big tree, peeled off its outer bark, and cut the middle section into a rectangular tombstone.

Sitting in front of the tomb, Lu Bu arranged the sacrifices, and while carefully carving words with a dagger, he talked to the soil bag: "Sir, Bu brought pig's head and mutton this time, as well as your favorite snacks and snacks. Fine wine brought back from Hebei and Xu."

It doesn't matter whether the people who are buried in the ground can hear or not, Lu Bu just keeps talking to himself.

Time flies, and Wushi is about to end. At this time, the moonlight is already high in the sky, and the breeze blowing from the mountains is full of chills.

The tombstone of the play is finally done.

My dear friend, the tomb of Zhicai.

Looking at the tombstone in his hand, Lu Bu stroked it lightly, feeling sad in his heart, and stood it on the grave.

"My lord, it's getting late, we should go back." Hu Che'er looked at the sky and whispered to Lu Bu.

After all, there is still a long way to go from here to Chang'an.

"You go, I won't go tonight, I'll stay here, with my husband."

Lu Bu spoke very calmly.

"How can this be done, Your Majesty, there are so many beasts in this mountain, how can I rest assured that you stay here!" Hu Che'er shook his head repeatedly, expressing that if Lu Bu didn't leave, he would definitely stay.

"Humans are not afraid, so why be afraid of beasts?"

Lu Bu is a bit domineering. Among the fierce generals who have fought in these years, which one is not as powerful as a beast!
"Hu Che'er, let's go. I have a lot of things to say to my husband. If you stay, it will only increase the embarrassment. When you come tomorrow, bring more wine, and please inform my family. Day, I don't see anyone..."

Lu Bu ordered a few times, and Hu Che'er nodded in response: "My lord, then you should be more careful, I will come back tomorrow."

After that, Hu Che'er bid farewell to Lu Bu and walked down the mountain.

In the whole mountain, only Lu Bu was left.

He was not afraid, first he continued to burn out the candles and fragrance, then took a jar of wine, poured two full bowls, sprinkled one bowl on the grave, and drank the other bowl.

"Sir, it's really lonely when you leave and leave Bu alone. I didn't believe it at first when I learned that you left, but now I have to believe it..."

Lu Bu poured himself another full bowl and respected the grave, "Come, sir, Bu respects you!"

After pouring another bowl, Lu Bu continued: "Sir, you know that I am a rough man, and I don't have much knowledge. In my whole life, I have either been fighting or on the way to war. These years, I have been fighting here and there, fighting against Xianbei. , the Yellow Turban, Dong Zhuo, and the feudal lords. Now that the entire Han Dynasty is under my feet, I thought, we can finally share the peace and prosperity with my husband. But sir, why did you just leave!"

Having said this, a few tears welled up in Lu Bu's eyes.

He reached out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, then raised his head and drank a bowl. The wine was cold, but it burned his heart and throat especially hot.

"Sir, do you think it's worth it?"

Lu Bu suddenly roared, but still no one answered.

He laughed at himself, asked himself and answered: "I guess, you will definitely say, it's worth it."

gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...

Lu Bu picked up the wine jar, this time he didn't even save the bowl, and the wine flowed down his open mouth, directly down his throat.

Cough, cough, cough.

It wasn't until he was coughing again and again that Lu Bu put down the half-empty wine jar.

He stood up and yelled towards the sky, as if venting his emotions: "But today I just want to say, it's worth it, it's worth a fart!"

"Go to his mother's grand plans and hegemony! Go to his mother's world!"

"If possible, I would rather go back to the past. At that time, although we had no authority, at least the big guys got together. Now, Cao Xing, Wei Musheng, Xue Lan, Li Feng...

Brothers back then, one by one died on the battlefield. "

You, sir, are buried forever because of this.

"You are gone, I want this world, what's the use of it!"

Lu Bu roared to the sky, full of momentum.

When the beasts in the mountains heard this, they all retreated to their caves and dared not come out again.

That night, Lu Bu drank all the wine.

After he was drunk, he lay on the raised little bump, as if he was hugging his closest old friend and confidant.

While half-drunk and half-awake, he vaguely saw countless fluorescent lights forming a white figure, and that person was walking towards him like a spring breeze.

"Sir, I miss you so much."

Lu Bu muttered and grinned, as if he had returned to the past.

After that, he fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)