"This?" Li Luo felt a headache and wanted to say something else, but suddenly saw the woman in front of him swaying slightly. Ji Zhilu cried, and Li Luo felt soft inexplicably, and smiled and said, "Okay, since Miss Ji is willing to listen, I will sing it again."

Li Luo coughed lightly, and as soon as he vented a word, Ji Zhilu turned around, but the tears were not dry, but there was a hint of shy gratitude on her face. Ji Zhilu stared at Li Luo and said unhappily: "Do you really want to sing?"

Li Luo nodded and said in a harmonious voice: "As long as the girl wants to hear it."

"You." Ji Zhilu sighed silently, and the ice at the corners of her eyes gradually melted, with a trace of water-like ripples.

The two were still walking one after another. Ji Zhilu looked sad, but her eyes were much clearer, and she had obviously broken free from the inner demon. Li Luo was relieved at this time. Even if Ji Zhilu was ruthless in seeking revenge for Zuo Haotang in the future, at least she would not be extreme. Listening to Li Luo's relief exhalation, if she had not been in a heavy mood at this moment, Ji Zhilu would have been able to laugh out loud. She was really a person with delicate thoughts but not much words.

"What did you want to sing just now?" Ji Zhilu asked softly.

"What?" Li Luo was stunned and asked afterwards.

"If you don't sing that song, what do you want to sing to me?"

"Oh." Li Luo understood and said loudly, "I have heard a song from one of my friends. I don't know the name, but this song is desolate and heroic, and I originally wanted to sing it to Miss Ji."

"Well, can you sing to me now?" Ji Zhilu whispered.

Li Luo glanced at Ji Zhilu, nodded heavily, and said only one word: "Okay." After that, he started singing:

The cold wind blew, the flying snow drifted;

The long road is long, walking on singing;

Looking back at the stars, the past is like smoke and clouds; I still remember the separation, and I only leave love in the snow

Love in the snow, dreams in the snow are not awakened, infatuation is exchanged for tears for a lifetime;

Walking in the snow, I walk alone in the snow, exerting all the heroic spirits;

Only by walking with you can you pursue your dreams.

There are not many lyrics. When Leng Bing and Li Luo separated at the famous building in Zhuocheng that day, Leng Bing sang this magnificent and desolate song. Li Luo heard it and remembered it. Unexpectedly, when he sang this song again, he would be in the ears of a soft and sad woman in Xiaoxing Mountain, Beifu.

The ridge of the yard in the back mountain was exposed, and Li Luo stopped singing and followed Ji Zhilu silently. Turning over the bamboo forest, Ji Zhilu stopped and said softly: "This song is very good, thank you."

Li Luo said with shame: "I should have wanted to thank the girl, but it was just a meager force, and it was not worth the girl's thanks."

Ji Zhilu raised her head and blinked her eyes, her expression cleared, and she smiled faintly, "Young Master is thinking about the same as me." After saying that, she paused slightly and continued in a calm voice, "Haotang will be buried in seven days. If you want, you can raise a stick of incense for Haotang and give him a ride. There is no need to wait until the date of choice. One stick of incense will be enough during the funeral period."

Li Luo looked at Ji Zhilu with mercy. She was such a reasonable woman. She died and buried in the court and was a major event that was unscrupulous, both in the court and in the four fields. There are etiquette and laws in the court, and there are customary rituals among the people. In terms of funerals, there are three stages of burial, funeral and burial, first, burial, then burial, and then burial. All relatives and friends must end together and leave after being buried. In other words, they can come later but cannot leave early, which means they are disrespectful to the deceased. Li Luo had already wanted to leave earlier, but when he encountered this, he had no choice but to stay again.

Li Luo should wait until Zuo Haotang is buried before leaving, but Ji Zhilu disagreed with these common etiquettes, burned a stick of incense and left it alone.

Seeing that Li Luo was slightly pondering, Ji Zhilu said lightly: "The mourning hall is in the front mountain. If you are not too anxious, go tomorrow. Let Xiaozhu take you there. Today, there are many troublesome people in the front mountain. If you go there, you may not be able to enter the mourning hall."

Li Luo nodded, and did not say when he would have passed. He just looked at Ji Zhilu quietly and said softly: "If Miss Ji wants to avenge Mr. Zuo, I will definitely help you in the morality."

Ji Zhilu said oh, but did not notice the intention and weight of Li Luo when she said this. She bowed her body and walked quietly towards the mountain.

Han Xue was gone in the yard. Tielan looked at her anxiously. Seeing Li Luo and Ji Zhilu back, she quickly threw down the chores in her hands and ran after Ji Zhilu and walked towards the mountain forward. When she passed by Li Luo, she just raised her hand and didn't even have time to say hello.

Xiaodie was completely missing. I don’t know where she went. Xiaozhu was the only one left in the yard. Even if she suffered such a big change, there would always be someone in the room to clean up these fragments, regardless of whether she was in the mood or not. Xiaozhu’s expression was calm, but the clouds between her eyebrows also revealed the sadness in her heart at this moment. I don’t know if this sadness was because Zuo Haotang died tragically or because Ji Zhilu was heartbroken.

It turns out that when Zuo Haotang was missing, everyone was worried, but they still had a hope. Now that the dust has settled, there is no excuse to deceive themselves. The flowers in the yard are blooming very gorgeously, but here is dead, as if the west is dusk.

Li Luo didn't say much, but just quietly helped Xiaozhu to clean up some inexplicable housework. The most difficult thing at this time was loneliness. Xiaozhu was not afraid of the wild beasts in the mountains, nor was it afraid of the darkness in the mountains, but was afraid of the empty yard. When Li Luo came in, he calmed down a little, and his petite body no longer shook. He secretly glanced at Li Luo. It was a pity that this big brother was an outsider, otherwise Xiaozhu would just want to lie on Li Luo's shoulder and cry.

The next day, Li Luo did not go to Qianshan. On the fourth day, Li Luo invited Xiaozhu to lead the way and went to Qianshan Mourning Hall.

The back mountain of Xiaoxing Mountain is quiet and dangerous. There are valleys in the mountains and rivers in the valleys. There are lakes and rivers in the rivers, winding and winding, revealing a bit of eccentricity. The front mountain is majestic and steep, and there is a momentum that one man can’t open the door. When entering Xiaoxing Mountain, the gate is the main area of ​​the Jian Alliance. Xiaozhu said casually that the valley where the Jian Alliance is located is called Zangjian Valley. Although it is named after the valley, the terrain of Zangjian Valley is quite flat, and the mountain from low to high doesn’t feel steep. Many stone houses and wooden houses are built one after another on the hillside, which is also a world of heaven.
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