Kyushu · Endless Nagato

Chapter 132 Death Song (4)
As soon as the two looked up, Feng Yiming was sitting on the wall of the alley, looking at them with his legs crossed.An Xingmian was both surprised and delighted: "How did you come here?"

"I sneaked out," Feng Yiming said, "I was taking the Donglu Poetry class, and I was really bored, and then I thought that you were going to find that weird-tempered Ye Xun, and I was always worried that something would happen, so While the teacher was drinking tea, he put some drug in the teacup. The old man is probably snoring now."

Xue Huaiqing couldn't laugh or cry: "You are really ruthless. But luckily you came, otherwise, without circumstantial evidence, no one would believe the two of us."

"I am the lord's favorite grandson." Feng Yiming squeezed his eyes, "The old man will always listen to what I say. But I also need you to do me a favor."

"I understand, you want to claim the credit and say that you finally found out the truth," An Xingmian nodded, "No problem, we just want to clear up Xue Xueji's grievances, and you will take the credit for it." , you will have one more bargaining chip in the battle for the position of lord in the future."

Feng Yiming nodded with satisfaction: "This is called mutual benefit, and everyone can make money."

An Xingmian looked at Feng Yiming, hesitant to say anything, Feng Yiming said: "If you have anything to say, it's best to say it now. We are still friends now, and we will go our separate ways in the future. Whatever you want to say is fine." That's too late."

Feng Yiming's tone was slightly sad, as if he had foreseen the distant future, An Xingmian sighed, walked up to him, and said seriously: "I am afraid that you will not only want to be a lord in the future, but with your Talent and ambition, maybe they will unify Ningzhou, become a new generation of Yuhuang, and then ignite the flames of war all over Kyushu. You can definitely do such a thing, and it is impossible for me to persuade you to give up this idea."

Feng Yiming looked at him with a smile, without denying it.An Xingmian continued: "To be honest, I really want to kill you now to eradicate future hidden dangers for Kyushu, but I can't do this, I can't kill a person who is innocent now for what may happen in the future. Innocent child. So I just want to ask you one thing, one thing as a friend."

"Go ahead." Feng Yiming put away his smiling face and said seriously.

"If you really have the day to become the overlord of a generation, I hope you can treat the people better," An Xingmian said, "You can be a hero, but don't be a tyrant."

"I promise you," Feng Yiming nodded solemnly, "as a friend."

"Friend." An Xingmian stretched out his hand, and held Feng Yiming's still immature hand together.

With the double protection of Feng Yiming and Feng Qiuke, the royal family finally designated Ye Xun as the criminal who killed the lord, and Xue Ji's 20 years of injustice can be regarded as redress.And Yu Sheng was also exposed because he tried to manipulate the lord with the corpse dance technique back then, and was imprisoned, and Feng Yufan's power fell into a slump.Feng Yiming did not contribute in vain in this matter, his father took the initiative in the battle for the next lord.

"Feng Yufan and Yu Sheng, these two guys, made me angry a lot when I was interrogated, and now they really deserve it!" Xue Huaiqing clapped her hands and said.

Although Xue Huaiqing was very happy, she was also a little depressed. After all, Ye Xun once trusted her and An Xingmian so much, but finally died like that in front of them.Moreover, with Ye Xun's sudden death, his motive for killing the lord became a mystery.People speculated that it might be that the lord had scolded and punished Ye Xun, and Ye Xun remembered all the humiliation in his heart, and finally broke out in anger and killed the lord.After all, Ye Xun was such a bad-tempered guy, so this kind of argument made sense.

But An Xingmian didn't think so, and went out alone for several days, investigating something in Ningnan City.Xue Huaiqing happened to be infected with the wind and cold, and was recuperating in Feng Qiuke's house, instead of going out with him.But every night when An Xingmian came back, she still couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

"There are a few small pieces, I'll tell you when I put them together later." An Xingmian's answer was always closed, and that pretendingly mysterious expression always made Xue Huaiqing have the urge to kill him and turn him into a corpse servant.

Six days later, Xue Huaiqing's illness was finally cured, and An Xingmian took her out early in the morning: "Come with me to the city for a stroll and see the excitement."

The inexplicable Xue Huaiqing followed him to the city, and when she saw the situation in front of her, she curled her lips: "Why is it a funeral ceremony again? Didn't I just read it last time? Besides, there is no Mr. Ye to disturb this time." gone."

"I want to tell you who is the person you really need to pay attention to." An Xingmian pointed.

Xue Huaiqing took a closer look, and he was actually pointing at the funeral master, who happened to be the funeral master of the funeral that Ye Xun disturbed last time.At that time, Ye Xun threw a stone and hit an old priest. The old priest rolled down the long stairs and knocked over the funeral director, causing his head to be broken.Looking at it now, the injury was really serious. After several months, there is still a striking scar on his forehead.

"Why pay attention to this funeral master?" Xue Huaiqing didn't understand, "Could it be that he is Ye Xun's real enemy? But Ye Xun killed the lord."

"No, this mourner is irrelevant and has nothing to do with the whole case," An Xingmian said, "I'm reminding you that it's just the profession of funeral master."

"Occupation? What's wrong?" Xue Huaiqing was puzzled.

"Don't forget, Wei Sangzhi, who picked up Ye Xun and raised him, was a funeral director." An Xingmian said.

"Yes, I know, it is said that Wei Sangzhi is also a famous funeral master, who specially presides over funeral ceremonies for the dead princes and nobles," Xue Huaiqing said, "but I still don't understand what you want to say. "

"Listen to me telling you slowly, this is a story that sounds extremely absurd, but it is not lacking in sadness when you think about it carefully," An Xingmian took Xue Huaiqing's hand and left the crowded funeral scene.The two sat down next to a big tree, and An Xingmian said: "Ye Xun has a very stubborn temper. Anything he believes will not be changed. He can hate anyone who treats him a little badly for the rest of his life. On the contrary, he can treat those who treat him well with all his heart."

"That's right, just because I've always been polite and polite to him, he actually dared to risk his beheading to try to let me go." Xue Huaiqing recalled the past.

"So you can imagine that in Ye Xun's life, the person who is most grateful, loving, and willing to give everything for him must be Wei Sangzhi who picked him up and raised him back then. This is what I have been thinking about all the time. Ye Xun's motive: Did he kill someone not because of himself, but because of another person he loved?" An Xingmian said.

Xue Huaiqing had a feeling of enlightenment: "It makes sense to say so, could it be that Wei Sangzhi was once bullied by Feng Baimu?"

"Why do you always think about revenge?" An Xingmian said, "Why can't it not be revenge, but something else?"

"Other things?" Xue Huaiqing pondered, "I still can't think of it."

An Xingmian said: "At the beginning, I just thought that as Ye Xun's low-level handyman, it was impossible to save two hundred gold baht anyway, so where did his gold baht come from? It was probably from him. Wei Sangzhi, his adoptive father. So I went to find out about Wei Sangzhi, who has passed away, and found out a lot of very interesting things. Do you know what kind of person Wei Sangzhi is?"

Of course Xue Huaiqing could only shake her head, An Xingmian said: "Wei Sangzhi was born in a traditional family of funeral directors. In human society, although there are occupations similar to funeral directors, the status of people in this line of work is very high. It is very low, and is often shunned by people, who feel it is unlucky. But in the Yuzu society, it is the opposite. People pay attention to and respect the dead, so that the status of the funeral director is very high, and the famous funeral director will be admired by people. And respect. Therefore, Wei Sangzhi has always loved his profession very much, and cherishes the family honor that has been passed down for more than ten generations, and always emphasizes this in front of his adopted son Ye Xun."

"He even thought about training Ye Xun to succeed him, but this picked-up child has too bad a temper, and the profession of funeral master, from planning, selection, material selection, programming, decoration, to the final host, needs to be dealt with. A very complicated and cumbersome process requires excellent communication skills, organizational skills and aesthetic skills, and Ye Xun will never be able to do it. Even so, Ye Xun has accepted all of Wei Sangzhi's views without reservation, and put The honor of the adoptive father is more important than his own life. And this is the origin of the tragedy."

"I found that although Wei Sangzhi regards the funeral ceremony as his own life, he has hardly completed a few particularly important funeral ceremonies in his life. The reason is very simple-his father lived too long. 20 years ago At that time, Wei Sangzhi was 55 years old and had been a funeral director all his life, but he became the protagonist on his own for only seven short years, and he had been working as an assistant to his father before that."

"What's even more unfortunate is that in the seven years after my father's death, no important person of sufficient weight died in the entire city-state. Although during these seven years, he would preside over the funerals of some princes and officials, but those The level of people is not enough. In the Yu Clan, where the hierarchy is very strict, there are strict restrictions on the funeral ceremony, which makes it impossible for him to perform. You can imagine, this is like asking the mighty king Ying Wuyi to do something every day to clean up the cottage The work of bandits, or Xiang Kongyue, who can govern the world, is subservient to the position of a small county magistrate, Wei Sangzhi's inner depression can be imagined."

"This gloomy state of mind also made his physical condition worse and worse. His father lived a long and healthy life, but his health continued to deteriorate after the age of 50, and he was plagued by various diseases. At the age of 55, he could barely stand upright. He needed crutches to walk. He himself knew that his life was coming soon, and his mood was even worse. I asked several of his friends at that time, and these friends told me without exception that every time Wei Sangzhi met them, he would lament his Fate is bad, and it seems that he will never be able to preside over a truly decent funeral in this life. As a descendant of a funeral family, such a huge shame is enough for him to die. Since these friends can hear his confession, Presumably his adopted son could also hear it when he was out of the palace to visit him..."

"I understand!" Xue Huaiqing exclaimed, "Ye Xun killed the lord...to let his adoptive father have a chance for a great funeral! He killed for the sake of the funeral! God, this is really A ridiculous reason!"

An Xingmian nodded heavily: "Yes, after much deliberation, this is the most reasonable deduction. Although absurd, it is the most reasonable. In Ye Xun's life, the adoptive father is more important than everything else. To preside over a major funeral before death, this hope has become Ye Xun's only goal."

"Another strong piece of evidence is that two hundred gold baht was stolen from Wei Sangzhi's house one month before the lord's death. There was no trace of breaking the door or windows at the scene. The police suspected that it was an inside thief, but Interrogated the servants at home, but still found nothing. For a family of mourners like Wei Sangzhi, two hundred gold baht is not a big amount, so we didn't try hard to track it down afterwards. But now, we can judge that, This insider is Ye Xun."

"Ye Xun stole the money and let the debt-ridden Li Yucheng pay off the debt. In exchange, he asked Li Yucheng to cooperate with his actions and trick Xue Ji into the Imperial Garden on the appointed date to be the scapegoat. For Ye Xun, Xue Ji is an intruder who came from afar. He must be a bad guy. He doesn't need to feel sorry for the bad guys. Although Li Yucheng agreed, he was worried that he would be found out later, so he stole a bodyguard's clothes to cover up his eunuch's identity. Identity. People are very clear about what happened afterwards. Ye Xun killed the lord, and the lord's funeral ceremony is the highest-level funeral ceremony in a city-state, so he is quite picky."

Xue Huaiqing couldn't help sighing: "But Mr. Ye, he looks like a very simple person, how could he come up with so many ideas: open the side door of the garden, steal my father's shoes, let Li Yucheng lure my father to On-site. This should only be done by a thoughtful person."

"How do you know that his thinking is not rigorous? Ye Xun is simple. It is simple in character, but not in mind," An Xingmian said. "I traveled around with my teacher to help the poor a few years ago, and I met many such A person with a eccentric personality or even completely unreasonable, but has extraordinary wisdom. Once this kind of wisdom is stimulated, it will be terrible."

"However, the pity is that Ye Xun did all this painstakingly, but he did not make his adoptive father get what he wanted, but hastened his death. At that time, the news of the murder of the lord spread, and a good friend of Wei Sangzhi was almost Fly to Wei's house and tell him the 'good news': he will have the opportunity to preside over the funeral of the lord of the largest city-state in Ningzhou."

"Wei Sangzhi couldn't believe his ears. He asked three times in a row before confirming that the lord was really dead, especially since the lord was brutally dismembered, which meant that he could still show off his extraordinary skills in corpse makeup. The old man was suddenly very excited, looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and then his body fell down hard. He was too excited, his body couldn't stand the sudden stimulation, and he died."

"The lord died, but Wei Sangzhi finally failed to preside over the funeral and died. Ye Xun's sadness can be imagined. He must have said something to Li Yucheng under excitement. Li Yucheng was worried about the incident, so he feared the crime Suicide. Since then, whenever he sees the funeral, he will think of his unfortunate adoptive father, and he will inevitably get hotheaded and do some extreme things. The scene we saw last time is actually the root of Ye Xun's hatred It's not Princess Huainan, he just simply hates this grand and beautiful funeral ceremony."

After An Xingmian finished all the inferences, the two of them remained silent for a long time, with many complicated thoughts and feelings in their hearts.Looking back carefully at the entire incident related to Cong Cangyinzhiyue and Saxigalo this time, it seems that there are countless conspiracies and arrangements, but in the end, it is many inadvertent coincidences and accidents that promote everything.If the giant fish hadn't swam into the poisoned waters back then, if Feng Baimu had died of illness before Ye Xun attacked, if Feng Baimu hadn't had time to say the last wish of dismembering the corpse when Xue Ji discovered the murder, if Xue Ji hadn't Nie Qing's conspiracy was discovered at night, if Jiang Qinyin had snatched the entire text on cultivating ghost babies, or if he hadn't met An Shijin during the dystocia, if He Honglin hadn't entered the building when he fled with Sa Xijialuo Yangcheng... the absence of any link may cause history to be rewritten, but these things happen one after another. They are like chains one after another, connected together, weaving a This is a strange and helpless story.

"Just because of an almost absurd wish, the entire city-state was thrown into chaos and the fate of many people was changed..." Xue Huaiqing was deeply moved, "If Ye Xun hadn't killed Feng Baimu at that time, what would have happened in the next 20 years? Many places of history will be rewritten, and you and I may not meet again."

"The law of heaven is reincarnated, and the world is impermanent, so don't think about it so much," An Xingmian smiled slightly, and gently hugged Xue Huaiqing, "We have met too many unfortunate people in the past two years, and we have also seen too many things that cannot be achieved. But in any case, we are still together, which is more than everything. Fate has opened this door, and the road ahead is long, so let's go on."

"Well, let's go down together." Xue Huaiqing leaned her head on An Xingmian's shoulder and closed her eyes.She seemed to see the blue sea again before her eyes, and the desolate song of death was ringing in her ears.

(End of this chapter)