My sister is Daji

Chapter 302
Jiang Yi squinted his eyes and said: "You are afraid of death, but you are pushing all the crimes to others. This is not righteous."

"I'm telling the truth. He said that the Wan Yao sect's power has been greatly reduced. Our sect can take the opportunity to replace it. At that time, the master of the sect asked what a good way to do. There are some forces in the Endless Plains that can stir up conflicts between the Yi tribe and the Wan Yaozong, and let them fight on their own. Afterwards, our sect will unite with Jinao Island to wipe out the Wan Yaozong."

Seeing Yang Wenhui's expression, Jiang Yi knew what he said was true, so he nodded and asked, "Then how did you change your appearance?"

Yang Wenhui replied: "There is a Huarong Pill in my sect, which can change its appearance. As long as you have seen it once, you can remember this appearance in your mind, and you can concoct it."

Jiang Yi extended his hand to Yang Wenhui.

"This is you?" Yang Wenhui asked puzzled.

Jiang Yi said with a straight face: "Hand over this elixir."

Yang Wenhui didn't dare to disobey Jiang Yi, so he obediently handed over Huarong Pill, and Jiang Yi took the pill into his pocket.

"I've already said what should be said, Daxian can let me go."

Unknowingly, Yang Wenhui's name for Jiang Yi also changed.

He thought that once the matter was settled, everything would be fine, but he saw Jiang Yi staring at him.

"You've said what you should say, now it's time to settle the score with you."

"what!"

Just as Yang Wenhui was about to get up, he felt a sharp knife go straight through his chest in the back of his heart, and blood spattered out.

It turned out to be Zhang Jie, who just smelled the poisonous gas of the poisonous beans, and promptly resisted it with real energy, the poison was not deep, and he recovered quickly.

In order to avenge Yunxiu, he braced himself, gripped the spear tightly, and stabbed Yang Wenhui from behind.

Yang Wenhui was furious, and was about to turn around and hit Zhang Jie.

With a move of Jiang Yi's hand, the three-ringed sword stabbed directly at Yang Wenhui's chest. Yang Wenhui was pierced by the sharp blade again and let out a heart-piercing howl.

But Jiang Yi thought of Yunxiu's death, so he showed no mercy to Yang Wenhui. He gathered all the zhenqi in his fingertips, and used the "breathing dragon finger" to directly touch Yang Wenhui's chest.

The strong finger force centered on Yang Wenhui's sternum and spread out in all directions. His bones were shattered joint by joint, and his veins were also broken.

Zhang Jie pounced on him again, stabbing Yang Wenhui madly with a short spear, blood spattered his face, but he didn't care.

While stabbing, he howled: "Yunxiu, I avenged you, I avenged you..."

"Junior brother, he..." Seeing Zhang Jie's appearance, Daji felt a little distressed.

Jiang Yi sighed faintly: "Let him vent it."

Yang Wenhui, the elder of Wenmen, was stabbed to death by Zhang Jie.

After a long, long time, Zhang Jie got up from the pool of blood, wiped the blood on his face, staggered to Jiang Yi's side, and patted Jiang Yi's shoulder with his blood-stained hand: "Brother Jiang, thank you .”

Jiang Yirou said: "The revenge has been avenged, and Yunxiu can feel at ease under the Nine Springs."

"No." Zhang Jie said categorically, "I haven't finished all the reports yet."

Jiang Yi understood what he meant, that Yunxiu would be murdered, and Yang Wenhui was plotting against him, but behind it, there were ghosts from Wenmen and Jin'ao Island.

"Don't worry, I already have a plan for the rest of the matter."

After half an hour, these Yi tribe soldiers really recovered their sanity, it seems that what Yang Wenhui said was true.

Zhang Jie ordered that tonight's matter must be kept secret, and anyone who violated it will be shot to death.

……

It was late at night, and Ji Shitang was quiet.

The cool wind blows, and the white sail dances.

Tomorrow is the day of Yunxiu's funeral.

Zhang Jie sat by the coffin alone, this was his last night with Yunxiu.

He leaned his head on the coffin, thinking of Yun Xiu's laughter when he was born, everything was vivid in his mind, as if the beauty was still there.

A beautiful figure walked into the backyard, and Zhang Jie saw that it was Daji.

"Miss Daji, why are you still awake?"

Daji nodded slightly: "Yunxiu will be buried tomorrow, I want to accompany her again."

She walked to the coffin, took out the paper money she had bought from her treasure bag, and went to the brazier to burn them one by one.

"Yunxiu, although you and I have known each other not long ago, I am very grateful that you treated me like a sister when we first saw each other. I have written down what you said to me that day. I will burn these paper money to you, and you can rest assured on Huangquan Road Let's go, we will definitely avenge you..."

Daji wiped her tears by the brazier alone, and the fire light illuminated her cheeks, arousing pity.

After a long time, Daji heard familiar footsteps behind her, and she turned around to see Jiang Yi.

"Junior Brother, you are here too."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly.

Daji noticed that he was holding a jug in his hand.

Jiang Yi walked to Zhang Jie and sat down. He was more worried about Zhang Jie now.

Since Yunxiu's death, he has been in this depressed and dull look.

Jiang Yi opened the jug, and the aroma of wine wafted out of it immediately. He said to Zhang Jie: "Come on, I'll drink with you tonight and get drunk."

Zhang Jie shook his head: "I'm not in the mood, drink it yourself."

Jiang Yi glanced at Daji, who immediately came over, took the jug, and said, "Sister Yunxiu, you are leaving tomorrow, how about I have a drink with you tonight?"

As she spoke, she took a sip from the jug and spilled some on the ground.

Zhang Jie was attracted by her actions, and suddenly became serious: "She... can she really drink?"

Daji said softly: "Before she is buried, her soul is still in Jishitang, so she will definitely be able to drink it."

Tears flowed down Zhang Jie's face immediately, he took the jug, and took a sip too: "Yunxiu, I'll drink with you, and you'll be on your way tomorrow. This is farewell wine, I'll accompany you."

Alcohol enters into melancholy, and the depression in the chest is paralyzed by alcohol for a short time.

Zhang Jie took the jug and poured it again and again. Seeing that he was drinking so fast and so much, Daji was a little worried and wanted to stop him, but Jiang Yi stopped him.

Zhang Jie drank more and more, and finally drank the whole jug of wine, threw the jug away, and lay down on the ground.

"Yunxiu...Yunxiu...I miss you, don't die, don't go, okay..."

Seeing Zhang Jie's painful look, Daji couldn't bear it, and leaned against Jiang Yi's arms to wipe away tears.

Jiang Yi looked at Zhang Jie, and the more he cried, the more painful he became. At the end, he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.

"Senior sister, I have a way to let Zhang Jie see Yunxiu for the last time."

Daji couldn't believe it: "You know the method of bringing the dead back to life?"

"Bringing the dead back to life is against the law of heaven. I don't have the ability yet, but I have a treasure that can temporarily recruit people's souls, so that Zhang Jie and Yunxiu can finish what they haven't said before they were alive."

"Why haven't I heard you before?"

"It was taught to me by the expert who taught me the immortal method, and he didn't let me tell others."

"Then you tell me now, don't you..."

"You are no one else."

　Thanks to Lin Shen for the monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)