Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1865 I want to bury him here
On a sunny day in the cold winter, even if the sun is out, it still carries a biting chill.

Gongyu Baozhu followed behind Ao Yin, using his magic power to slow down his steps, so as to ensure that he would not be discovered.

Ao Yin kept walking, and intentionally avoided the family servants in the mansion. After leaving through the back door, he went up the hillside.

Gongyu Baozhu followed him until he saw Ao Yin standing on a hillside, facing the bright sun.

He patted the package: "Yan'er, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters here. After the winter is over, it will be sunny, so I'll bury you here!"

In a blink of an eye, Ao Yin saw Gongyu Baozhu standing nearby, he was taken aback, and his face became embarrassed: "Mrs. God..."

He actually called the little girl that.

Gongyu Baozhu was startled for a moment, and then smiled.

"Uncle Ao, you should call me Baozhu." She said, slowly stepped forward, and glanced at his baggage: "This is..."

Now that she saw it, Ao Yin no longer concealed it.

"I grabbed a handful of dirt at the place where Ao Yan died."

Ao Yin's eyes were a bit vicissitudes: "There is a custom in the mortal world, that is, it is safe to bury him. Although I have no way to find his bones, I still want to bury him here. It can be regarded as a way of expressing my condolences."

Bo Zili killed Ao Yan, leaving him no scum.

Gongyu Baozhu looked at the handful of loess in the bundle.

The little girl let out a slight breath.

A trace of emotion appeared on her delicate and beautiful face.

"I'll help you." As she said, she squatted down, found a wooden stick from the side, and began to help dig the soil.

Ao Yin was flattered.

"Don't dare, Madam Zunshen...ah no, Baozhu, please rest, I'll be fine."

But Gongyu Baozhu lowered his head and helped with his heart: "Uncle Ao, don't get me wrong, I'm helping you because I know that you are sad to lose your brother. I also have a brother, so I can understand your feelings."

"But Ao Yan killed so many people, he deserved his death, I will help you not to pity him, but to pity you as a big brother."

Hearing this, Ao Yin nodded heavily: "I understand..."

He also squatted down and pulled the loess with his hands.

Soon, a small hole was dug.

Ao Yin put the burden in and filled it with soil again.

Gongyu Baozhu looked up at him: "Where's the tombstone?"

"Tombstone?" Ao Yin was taken aback.

He didn't know that he had to prepare these.

Gongyu Baozhu smiled: "Let's make one temporarily, there's still time."

After all, the little girl stood up, put her slender fingertips together, and waved at the tree trunk next to her.

Just a few "rustles" were heard, and a whole long strip of trees was taken out.

Gongyu Baozhu looked at Ao Yin: "Let's engrave the characters. Generally, people will engrave the identity of the person in the tomb in their own tone, for example: loving mother, loving father and so on."

Ao Yin thought for a moment, and after concentrating, he waved his fingertips with magic power.

Following his movements, debris fell from the tree branches.

But after a while, the simple tombstone was carved.

Gongyu Baozhu turned his eyes and took a look.

【Tomb of Ao Yan, Beloved Brother】

The little girl waved her sleeves again, brought some nearby fruits, and helped to place them in front of the tomb.

In this way, a simple tomb is ready.

Ao Yin sat next to the tomb, facing the opposite side of the hillside, watching the scorching winter sun illuminate the clear snow in the mountains and fields.

He smiled and sighed: "The scenery here is so beautiful, Yan'er will definitely like it."

Gongyu Baozhu didn't speak.

After all, both she and Ao Yin knew it in their hearts.

Ao Yan's primordial spirit was shattered by Bo Zili, and there was no shadow of Ao Yan in the world.

But she didn't point it out. After all, it's cruel to let the widow leave a beautiful thought, but it's cruel to say it.

(End of this chapter)