62 Burial
Pan An picked up his hand and looked at it. He was shocked to see that his hand was full of blood.

"You're bleeding." Pan An said worriedly.

"It's just blood, nothing."

"How can you say it's nothing? I'm going to get a basin of hot water right now..." As he said that, Pan An was about to get up, but was pulled back by Yunzhi.

At this moment, there was lightning and thunder outside the house, and the lightning illuminated the house. At this moment, Pan An also saw clearly what Yunzhi looked like at this moment.Her face was pale and weak, and her white clothes were stained red.

Pan An was frightened and sat blankly on the edge of the bed, speechless for a while.

"Don't leave, just sit like this and let me rest against you!" Yunzhi said in a weak voice.

"Okay!" Although Pan An had many questions, he couldn't even speak them out.He felt very uncomfortable at this moment. Although Yunzhi tied him up, she didn't do anything excessive. He really didn't want her to be like this.

"Pan An!"

"what happened?"

"do you hate me?"

"Don't hate."

"Hate me?"

"it's OK."

"why?"

Pan An thought for a while and said: "You... are not a bad person. To me, you were pretty good before."

Yunzhi chuckled lightly, put her hand on the back of his hand, held it tightly, and laughed at herself: "I never thought that a rotten person like me could have such a high opinion in your eyes."

"Is it tall?"

"Gao, that's very high for me. At least you don't hate me, and I'm content with that." As he said that, Yunzhi looked out the window again.

"The moon should be beautiful tonight, take me to the window to have a look!"

"Ah."

Pan An picked up Yunzhi by the waist, came to the window and sat on a chair, admiring the moonlight outside the window.

The sky, which was originally clear and blue, is now filled with moonlight, which is intoxicating.

The moon shone on the two of them through the window. Yunzhi's white clothes were dyed red, and so was Pan An.

The weak Yunzhi sat on Pan An's lap and nestled in his arms, really like a little girl.

Her pale and pretty face made people pity her, and her frail body made Pan An feel no resentment or dissatisfaction towards her.

"I thought of countless results, but I didn't expect to be sitting in your arms. It's really a bit shameful, but also so happy!" Yunzhi said with a smile.

"You can still laugh!" Pan An looked at her with some distress.

"Otherwise? But it's already this time. It's useless to say anything. Of course I have to be happy."

Yunzhi reached out and stroked Pan An's cheek and said, "I originally planned to take you out of here after tonight. But God is not as good as man. I still can't escape this punishment from God!"

"What happened? Who wants to kill you?" Pan An asked.

"No need to ask, I deserve everything. At this point, I have not made any declaration. This is all my fault." Yunzhi said calmly.

At least before she died, she didn't want Pan An to know what she had done, and she didn't want to see him hate her.

The bright moon is getting brighter and brighter, but Yunzhi is getting more and more tired. His eyelids are constantly closing, but he insists on opening them, wanting to take another look at the world.

"It's... dark!"

"Dark?" Pan An looked outside in confusion. It was obviously very bright.

But when he looked into his arms, Yunzhi had his eyes closed and was trembling.

"It's... so cold..."

Pan An hugged him tighter and comforted: "It's okay, I'm here!" Feeling the warm embrace, the corners of Yunzhi's mouth slightly raised, and she quietly pressed against his chest.

"thanks……"

As Yunzhi's arm fell weakly, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Wu Zhaoniang and three others appeared at the door.

"Death..."

Wu Zhaoyue yelled, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she was immediately stunned.

The three of them were stunned for a few seconds. Wu Zhaoyue asked Wu Zhaoniang in a low voice, "Sister, what's going on?"

"Get out!" Wu Zhaoniang said.

"go out?"

Wu Zhaoyue wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Song Jiangyu, "Let's go, everything is almost over, the ending is not ours."

"Okay!" Wu Zhaoyue followed Song Jiangyu out of the room and closed the door.

Wu Zhaoniang looked at Pan An sitting at the window and Yunzhi in her arms, and slowly walked towards him.

"Did you kill her?" Pan An asked.

"Well, she killed many people, and I also wanted to save you..."

Wu Zhaoniang felt very complicated at the moment. She didn't know what happened between Pan An and Yunzhi in the past few days, and she was also worried that Pan An would be sad and angry because of Yunzhi's death.

"It seems that my guess was correct. She really did those things." Pan An was not angry or anything. He just sighed, caressed Yunzhi's cheek in his arms, and sighed: "She is not a good person. But she hasn't hurt me or touched me these days. At least in my opinion, she...is considered a good friend."

"Friend..." Wu Zhaoniang was relieved at first, and then became nervous again.

"I don't know this, I just want to save you, I..."

"Don't worry, I don't blame you. I'm waiting for you to save me, but... I feel a little sorry." Pan An said.

"Pan An~" Wu Zhaoniang put her hand on Pan An's shoulder, wanting to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

"No need to comfort me. I'm very conscious. She deserved her death. But she was okay to me during this period. I want to find a place to bury her. That's okay!" Pan An raised his head and looked at Wu Zhaoniang.

"Well, no problem, I'll listen to you." Wu Zhaoniang nodded and agreed.

Everyone is dead, it doesn't matter how they dispose of the body.

Although Song Jiangyu hated her to the core, she agreed after Wu Zhaoniang's explanation.

The four of them came to a grassy area outside the town. Wu Zhaoyue punched a big hole in the ground.

Pan An was stunned when he saw this scene, "Oh my god, when did Zhaoyue become so powerful?"

"In order to save you, Zhaoyue and I received guidance from an expert and temporarily improved our cultivation." Wu Zhaoniang explained.

"I see, I said, how can you kill Yunzhi!"

Put Yunzhi's body into the prepared coffin, lower it into the pit, and bury it with soil. Then Pan An inserted a wooden sign on the grave with the word "cloud" engraved on it.

Don't dare to engrave too much. People like Yunzhi usually have many enemies. If their names are engraved, there is a risk of having their graves dug up.

"This is all I can do, Yunzhi, I hope you can have a normal life in the next life." Pan An said to the grave.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you home, back to our home." Wu Zhaoniang said, holding Pan An's hand.

"Well, it's time to go back."

The four of them turned around and left, gradually disappearing.

While walking, Song Jiangyu suddenly stopped and looked back at the direction of the tomb.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhaoyue asked.

"It's nothing, it's just my misunderstanding."

(End of this chapter)

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