Chapter 459 (1/2)

Yin Xiu and chuchenzi sat and chatted for a long time in the Taiyuan palace, and shichenzi fully confirmed the identity of Yin Xiu.

About half an hour later, Yin Xiu again proposed that he wanted to worship his grandfather, Wang Changping.

Chuchenzi was naturally full of responses, and immediately sent people to prepare some incense and other things. Then he personally led Yin Xiu and Ning yuejing to Wang Changping's cemetery.

When the three came to the cemetery at the top of the mountain, shichenzi quickly pointed to a grave and said, ”this is my grandfather's tomb.”

Yin Xiu looked down at the tombstone. It was indeed engraved with Wang Changping's taboo.

”Brother Changping, I'm back to see you...”

Yin Xiu stood in front of Wang Changping's tombstone and whispered to the grave.

Ning yuejing stands quietly behind Yin Xiu, and she can feel the kind of reluctant and nostalgic feeling revealed on Yin Xiu at the moment.

Xiaoman didn't make any noise at this time. He stayed on Ning yuejing's shoulder and looked at Yin Xiu with his black eyes.

Small skin is also just squatting at the feet of Ning yuejing, very clever appearance.

When he heard Yin Xiu's words, he sighed a little, looked at his grandfather's grave with a little sigh, and then put down the incense, candle fire, and paper in his hand.

Then quietly began to clean up some weeds and low trees growing in front of the tombstone.

Yin Xiu stood in front of the grave, looked at the tombstone, stood still for a moment, and then said to shichenzi, ”let me come. I've been away from brother Changping for so many years. Now that he has been sleeping quietly here, let me, an old friend who has worshipped him for so many years, clean up the weeds for him and cultivate a handful of loess for his sleeping place... ”

In Yin Xiu's heart, a trace of inexplicable sadness gradually rises.

I thought that after so many years, I had only a little reminiscence of my old friends. In particular, I had expected that all my old friends would die.

However, at the moment, when Yin Xiuzhen stood in front of his old friend's grave and quietly looked at the taboo on the tombstone that made him feel particularly dazzling, a faint sadness rose in his heart.

In front of Yin Xiu's eyes, it seems that the scene when he first met Wang Changping, who was already middle-aged and young, appeared again. I think of their martial arts and swords, and the scenes of brothers meeting without estrangement

The modest and gentlemanly elder brother Changping, who was full of elegant and free demeanor, appeared in his mind yesterday, but what he saw in front of him was the grave where he had been sleeping for a long time.

The old friends of that time are now separated by Yin and Yang. The tomb in front of him, the tombstone, and the loess that buried his bones separated them from two different worlds.

Ning yuejing, Xiaoman and Xiaopi, who are close to Yin Xiu, can clearly feel the strong and unshakable sadness of Yin Xiu.

Ning yuejing hesitated for a moment. She wrinkled a little on her green and white face and bit her lower lip. Finally, she moved forward slightly and stretched out her little hand to hold Yin Xiu's palm.

”Master...”

Xiaoman and Pipi also looked at Yin Xiu and called softly.

”Kaji.”

”Roar.”

Xiaoman jumps directly onto Yin Xiu's shoulder, opens his small claws and hugs Yin Xiu's neck. His big hairy tail sways gently from side to side.

Xiao PI ran to Yin Xiu's feet, raised his head and looked at Yin Xiu. He rubbed Yin Xiu's legs with his head

Even the spirit, who had been hiding in Ning yuejing's pants pocket, could not help but poke out a head, blinked his big eyes, looked at Yin Xiu, and exclaimed, ”Yiya”.

Yin Xiu looked at Xiaojing and three other little guys. Knowing that they were trying to comfort himself, he couldn't help smiling, reaching for a pat. Xiaojing held his little hand and said, ”don't worry. Master just saw his old friend's grave. It's just sad...”

With that, Yin Xiu raised his backhand and rubbed the man with his neck on his shoulder. Also to the foot side to look up at his small skin and Ling smile.

On the edge of the dust son heard Yin Xiu's words, can't help but look up at him, quietly sighed. Immediately the eyes and a little curious glanced at the edge of Ning yuejing pants pocket with both hands.

Before the spirit has been hidden has not come out, suddenly see the spirit come out, the dust son will naturally be a little curious and surprised.

But he just took a look at it and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Yin Xiu motioned to Xiaojing to release his hand, then squatted down and took over the act of weeding for his grandfather's tombstone.

Yin Xiu did not use magic, but used his own hands to pull out the weeds.