Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 33
Peony leaned her head on Qingwu's shoulder weakly, and before Qingwu could speak, she opened her eyes that were completely out of focus: "It's here."

Mudan struggled to get down from Qingwu's arms, and she walked towards the tombstone, unbiased, just in front of that Miss Li's tomb.

She squatted down slowly, rubbing the tombstone lightly, her voice was very soft and gentle: "Chang Huan, I'm looking for you again, I didn't bring you walnut cake today, don't blame me."

"I went to teach a bad person a lesson. He will not do evil again. I don't know if you have entered reincarnation."

"I won't be able to visit you anymore, and I won't be able to tell you the story of that scholar anymore, but I can tell you the ending in advance."

"In the end, the scholar did not disappoint the lady. They lived happily. They had two children. The scholar was admitted to the first prize, and the lady's parents forgave her."

"Finally...finally is a good ending, you...you will be like...like that lady...happy in your next life."

Peony lowered her hand on the tombstone, resting her head on the tombstone, a tear flowed from her eyes, either blood or a tear, and it fell on the front of the tomb, she also completely closed her eyes.

Her body slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth, as if she had never been there, but the pool of blood in front of the tomb was so dazzling.

When she completely dissipated, two spheres of light entangled and appeared, one white and the other pink.

Before Qingwu took a closer look, the white ball of light flew towards the outside of the forest at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a pink ball of light surrounding the tomb, refusing to leave for a long time.

Qingwu stepped forward to hold the ball of light: "Flower spirit? It's time for birth and death, so let me help you for the last time."

Qingwu recited a formula, and the flower spirit flew up from her hand and slowly sank into the ground in front of the tomb.

As if it was just a moment, the blood-stained place in front of Li Changhuan's tomb was covered with peony flowers, which were in full bloom.

"Once the sea was too difficult for water;
Except Wushan is not a cloud.

Take a review of Blossom Lazy;
Half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king. "

Qingwu glanced at the tombstone and the peony in front of the tomb: "Your heart has been fulfilled."

Qingwu left here, returned to the outside of the temple, and after finding Hongshao: "Let's go."

Hongshao kept looking behind Qingwu, but she didn't find anyone she wanted to meet, she frowned and said, "Where's Peony?"

Qingwu looked at the way she came, and said softly: "She, she has fulfilled her wish and went to a place she has always longed for."

The worry on Hongshao's face dissipated a bit: "Really? Haha, that's good, Mudan is such a good demon, she will be fine!"

Qingwu didn't speak again, just looked away and said: "Let's go."

Hongshao looked at Qingwu's back, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face: "She must be very happy now, and now she can finally stay with that person forever."

Qingwu stopped and turned her head slightly: "Let's go, let's eat Zhou Ji's small wontons, the taste there looks good."

Hongshao waved to Qingwu: "Come here, wait for me! You walk so fast every time, and you are not afraid that one day you will get separated from me, and you will never find me again."

Qingwu hugged Hongshao and said: "How is that possible! You are so attached to me, there is no way you can lose me."

After a pause, he added: "Even if you get lost, I will definitely find you! Look at me this time, didn't I find it? You little silly fish don't know much."

The setting sun cast a thin layer of light on everything in the world. It should be gentle, but the temple behind it looked like it was soaked in blood.

With a sense of eerie gloom, in the place where the fight was just now, two young monks were cleaning up the mess. There was a pool of blood on the ground, but Qin Sheng's body was nowhere to be found.

　The poems in this article are taken from "Five Poems of Lisi" written by Yuan Zhen in the Tang Dynasty

　　
　
(End of this chapter)