The Supporting Actress System

Suona, playing mourning music, a group of people carrying the coffin tombstone and so on continue to move forward, from the morning until noon, just walked to the cemetery.

After the ice coffin was buried, Feng Jiuxu and goudan Shangxiang knelt down and kowtowed a few loud heads. Before they got up, they knelt down a group of people and kowtowed three times.

Old Jiang, Zhou and aunt Xu were burning paper in tears.

The system shook its head:

JIANG Zixi was stunned: "but Feng Zichen is not in the original master's task..."

"The so-called dark task refers to the person who the owner cares about very much. Once he suffers fatal pain or injury in the host's task, the master's points will be reduced to some extent."

The system pushed the black frame glasses and solemnly said:

"what is the dark task?" Jiang Zi Xi asked.

Deduct 8000 points?

Dark mission?

Jiang Zi Xi, sober up:

"Ding Congratulations to the host for completing the task. He got 2000 points, triggered the hidden task, and gained ten thousand thanks. He got 10000 points. He triggered the dark task, which led to the blackening of Feng Zichen. Eight thousand points were deducted and a total of 4000 points were obtained. "

The system floated in the air, dressed in a dark magic robe, holding a notebook in his hand, he read:

otherwise, it would be a great loss.

Fortunately, Feng Zichen was not a Tasker, and she did not lose her soul.

But this pain is to let jiangzixi slowly relieved.

It hurts so much

Pain

"Well..." Jiang Zixi snorted because of abdominal pain and opened her eyes leisurely.

…

Then I'll stay here and watch you all the time.

Fortunately, you came back after all.

He turned slowly and walked back step by step on the muddy road.

Feng Zichen was also very popular and powerful, but Jiang Zixi did not go to the extreme?

Even he knows that, No.

Then he laughed at himself.

"If I am not a despondent prince, not a person who shouldn't exist, but a real dragon emperor sitting on the throne, Erya, you Will you like me? "

He felt a little disappointed and touched the tombstone:

the rain dripped on his face again, and the illusion in front of him was instantly annihilated.

Xiaoxing also laughed.

In a hazy space, he seemed to see the little girl in the cloth dress at that time, with two whips. Her face was dark, calm and indifferent, but her smile was very gentle and exciting.

The rain cold tap in his face, across the corner of his eyes, but also can not tell whether tears or rain blurred his eyes.

After burning the paper money, Xiaoxing got up with some difficulty and patted the mud on her legs. Just as she was ready to go back, it suddenly rained in the sky.

Since he met her, he seems to have lived again. In this life, he felt that he had lived a good life and was at ease.

You want to say Thank you

"I don't know why you helped me back then. At that time, I hated you very much because I said my identity was useless, but I've wanted to see you all these years. "

Then, a tear fell from the corner of his eye:

"why, are you still angry?" Xiaoxing sneered, "if you have the ability, you can get up and scold me."

Wind, blowing up the ashes on the ground, the whole graveyard looks gloomy, but Xiaoxing is not afraid at all.

"Well, it's said that you've been wandering around in your life and saved a lot of people. Why are you so nosy? It was then, and it is now. "

He seemed to think of something, and his eyes were slightly red:

"I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't want to see that you died earlier than us."

He looked up at Fang Fangzheng's epitaph, pursed his lips, and showed a helpless smile:

that frustrated little prince.

Yes, he was the star.

If the village children see him, they will respectfully say "master" or "star old man".

The burning light of paper money lit up the man's face. He was about the same age as dogdan. He was dressed in cloth. His eyebrows were gray and he had a scholar's air.

When it was dark and the people were gone, a man holding a small paper lantern staggered slowly to the tomb in the dim light. He took out a pile of paper money from his arms and began to burn it.

…

So they dug out the coffin and took it back to the museum for careful study. They finally identified it as the tomb of a princess and her husband's son-in-law of an ancient dynasty, but its name and title still need to be verified.

According to the level of production in that era, those buried in this way must be princes and generals or extremely rich families.

Many years later, archaeologists came here and dug up hundreds of tons of carbonized grain. They were shocked to see the ancient memorial ceremony and the ice coffin.This increased the labor force of Jiangjia village, making Lihe town once the most prosperous town, and Jiangjia village also became the most prosperous village for several hundred years.

However, it was his kindness that made people feel that this place is a land of peach blossom, and the soul of doctor Jiang is here. It is a holy land. Therefore, many years later, people have brought their families from afar to settle down.

Seeing that the people from Yuncheng were dusty and had no place to settle down, he tried to find some accommodation for them in the village.

It was not until evening that the crowd slowly dispersed.

"Erya, go away..."

In the memorial ceremony handed down from ancient times, aunt Xiong and others used two pig heads and various bones to form two dragons. They surrounded the two sides of the ice coffin and built the tomb again. All the people knelt in front of the grave:

Lao Jiang and others said that they could not but stop.

Or maybe It's not just superstition.

People in the village are superstitious. They just want to give the 100 tons of grain to jiangzixi to make a hundred mu tomb.

"Lao Jiang, you don't understand. They all say that our Erya is a God. If she goes away, she can protect us. We can't make her think that we are mean..."

Auntie Xiong's wrinkled face is full of obstinacy:

"how good is it to have these grains to eat, how can they be wasted in the fields?"

Lao Jiang and others quickly said No:

"these days, the people in our village have discussed about it. Every family has sent out some grain, weighed it, and there are also hundreds of tons of it. They rushed to Erya, but fortunately it was not late."

Aunt Xiong pointed to the grain behind her, and her face was a little excited:

"we heard that if the grain was buried with us, the dead would not be hungry in the palace of hell. Now that our village is rich and full, we can't ask Erya to starve underground."

They wiped their tears and said:

at this time, aunt Xiong and others came in a hurry. Behind them were hundreds of tons of grain pulled by dozens of cattle carts.

"It doesn't matter. What's important is that the original owner cares about him. If he triggers the dark task, the host will be severely punished. Moreover, the system seems to have told you that the original owner cares about Feng Zichen, but you don't take it seriously."

Jiang Zixi: --

Why didn't he say that at that time?!