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Chapter 2274 [Shangxie] Finale ([-])

She buried the pot in the bamboo forest behind the tomb.

It took a day to carve a stone tablet, exhausting Xia Fuyi's strength and care, but the final result was still unsatisfactory.

The word "Fuyan" was carved in a crooked and crooked manner.

But there is no way, Miss Xia is not a master of calligraphy, and it doesn't look good on paper, let alone on stone tablets.

Miss Xia scrutinized the stele for a long time with a serious face, and finally gave up on the revision, and moved the big stone and stood it firmly in front of the ashes.

Then she spent another day cleaning the inside and outside of the tomb that she hadn't lived in for a long time. On the third day, she finally sat down in front of the tombstone in a dusty white dress.

The wind blows the bamboo forest rustling, and the evening sun in early autumn is mostly crimson red, and the bamboo leaves are dyed into large areas of maple leaves before they fall off.

Xia Fuyi dug a shallow pit in front of the cemetery, buried the sweet potatoes that he bought along the way up the mountain, piled up the firewood he picked up, and lit a fire that was redder than the setting sun.

The sound of the wind was blowing the flames. She leaned on the tombstone and looked at the mountains and the sunset in the distance. She planned to clean up the vegetable field behind tomorrow. The path for fetching water seemed to be flooded with weeds, and she had to clean it up tomorrow. .

My thoughts start to go blank here.

Miss Xia couldn't think of anything else to do.

So she stared blankly at the sunset glow in the sky getting darker and darker, and the darker and darker sky fell on her shoulders, and she sat in the wind on the top of the mountain and became a sculpture with darker colors.

Until the mountains and bamboo forests melted into the night, and the burning bonfire made a crisp sound, she blinked, lowered her head and took the branches to pick out the roasted sweet potatoes one by one.

The thin, white and ashes-stained fingers grabbed the scorched sweet potato and threw it away in a hurry. Xia Fuyi blew on the red finger, pushed the sweet potato aside, and waited for it to cool before picking it up and breaking it apart. , the red flesh is exposed to the air, and the white air wafts to the tip of the nose with a delicate fragrance.

Xia Fuyi moved his nose, divided half and put it in front of the tombstone, and then slowly started eating with the remaining half.

After eating three sweet potatoes, she burped lightly, then placed the remaining sweet potato in front of the tombstone, and reached out to pat the stone tablet.

No moon tonight.

In the deep forest came the clear and distant birdsong, which sounded empty and vast.

Xia Fuyi wiped his mouth with his sleeve, pulled out Longyuan who had been put aside, and stood in the open space covered with bamboo leaves.

The fire light illuminated her sharp sword standing in front of her eyes, and her dark and pure eyes were on both sides of the blade.

Slowly stretching his arms, he gently handed out a sword, blowing a slight wind.

Eyes fixed on the sharp and cold sword tip, she swung her arm across her arms, and the strong wind suddenly picked up, and the bamboo leaves all over the ground were sucked into the air. inside.

The sharp sound of the blade cutting the wind frequently startled the night.

In the distance, there are countless cities and thousands of lights.

And on the top of the mountain thousands of miles away from the world of mortals, Xia Fuyi practiced the whole set of swordsmanship wholeheartedly with the company of Haohao Mountain's windy bonfire.

When she drew the sword, the firewood was almost exhausted. In the dim light of the fire, she walked to the tombstone, touched the cold stone tablet, and said dryly,
"I'm going to bed."

The tombstone stood silently in the night, and of course it couldn't give her any response.

She quietly turned around and walked towards the dark tomb, the bamboo leaves were blown by the night wind, and the bonfire was burning dimly.

Her figure became more and more blurred in the firelight, and finally disappeared into the depths of the tomb.

　good night!

　　Two chapters updated today!Keep going tomorrow! fafa rushes the duck!I will try my best to give Shang Xie a happy ending!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)