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Chapter 514: Green Mountain Willow Tree, Burying the Old Ones!

I still remember that this skirt was bought for her by herself on her birthday.

Although I have been cleaned and haven't worn it for a long time, the familiar smell on her body remains.

This decadent man is Chu Jingzhe.

He returned here again, where they once lived.

Looking at the little things here, I seemed to remember the ordinary times they once lived together.

The past situation was very dull, but it was very precious to him now.

Tan Xiaoxiao has been away for three months. During these three months, Chu Jingzhe has lived like years. His mind is full of the woman who is a little willful and a little willful when he is attached to him all day long.

She wished she could possess herself alone, but every time she faced major troubles, she always helped herself to make the choice she wanted.

Behind this, she was suffering from countless fears and fears, and was often awakened by nightmares at night, fearing that it would become reality.

She once said that even if one day she is an enemy of the whole world, she will stand behind her and be the little woman who silently supports herself.

And, I also promised her family that she would not suffer any harm.

I also said that I would support her for the rest of my life...

Unfortunately, I broke my promise!

"Even if I lose my country, I can still grab it back!" A hoarse voice slowly rang.

"But, I lost you, where should I grab it back?"

If it were in this world, Chu Jingzhe would have to find her even if he turned over the whole world.

Unfortunately, she was taken to another world.

Just like thirty years ago, she and her mother were both captured by that hand.

He could finally feel what his father Chu Chunqiu felt at the beginning.

Thirty years ago, his mother was captured, and thirty years later, the woman he loved most followed suit.

Thirty years ago, Chu Chunqiu defeated the dynasty with his own strength and did not dare to be born. Thirty years later, he completely uprooted the three major dynasties.

This is like a cycle of reincarnation, which happens to the father and son.

After a long time, Chu Jingzhe put the skirt into the closet, came to the table, and sat down.

This wooden table is a bit old, but I often sit here to read books, and Tan Xiaoxiao often sits here to put on makeup.

He reached out to polish the dust on the mirror on the table, looking at his decadent and vicissitudes of expression, he could not take his eyes away for a long time.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the last sentence that Tan Xiaoxiao left behind above Yunduan Mountain three months ago.

"Chu Yu, take good care of yourself!"

In an instant, it was as if the scar in my heart was uncovered, and tears flashed in my eyes.

"Without you, my world has lost its color!"

Chu Jingzhe went downstairs and came to the kitchen. Everything inside had not changed, and it was still placed in its original position, except for the busy figure that often appeared in the kitchen.

Once upon a time, Tan Xiaoxiao didn’t know how to cook, but Chu Jingzhe taught her step by step.

How can a woman like to lock herself in the kitchen all day long, with oil stains and smoke all over her body?

It is just to allow your beloved to eat the dishes you make yourself.

The crabapple flowers in the backyard are in bloom, just like in previous years, with buds competing for beauty and bending the branches.

This crabapple was planted by myself back then. Later, after leaving, the weeds were abandoned here to cover it up, and there were not only a few flowers blooming.

A few years ago, they came to Longdu and moved in here again. Under Tan Xiaoxiao's care, flowers bloomed again.

Everything has not changed, but you are missing!

Chu Jingzhe did not disturb anyone and closed the door and left alone.

He walked out of Longdu City on foot, but stopped at a pavilion ten miles outside the city.

In the pavilion, there are two figures, a middle-aged man who looks like a teacher, and an old man with a long beard, sunglasses, holding a white banner, and a fortune teller.

After hesitating, Chu Jingzhe walked over.

"Student Chu Jingzhe, I have met the teacher!" Chu Jingzhe bowed and clasped his fists and bowed to Feng Qingming.

Then, he looked at Chen Banxian again, "See Mr. Cheng!"

Whether it is Feng Qingming or Chen Banxian, they are all their elders, and it is reasonable to perform their respects.

The two nodded to Chu Jingzhe, and then signaled him to sit down on the stone bench in front of him.

"Where are you going?" Feng Qingming asked, shaking the folding fan lightly.

After a long silence, Chu Jingzhe still did not give the answer, because even he himself didn't know where to go.

It seems that his life has lost its purpose and meaning.

"You shouldn't be so decadent!" Feng Qingming continued to speak, "This is not the Chu Jingzhe I know!"

The former Chu Jingzhe was full of energy, covered with clouds, and swallowed thousands of miles of energy like a tiger.

Feng Qingming felt very uncomfortable when he saw his students becoming like this.

"Where is Senior Ning buried? I want to go and worship!" Chu Jingzhe took the initiative to change the topic and asked.

"It has not been buried yet!" Feng Qingming pointed to the box on the stone table and said.

Looking at this urn, Chu Jingzhe felt unfathomable. The domineering and upright strong man was now lying quietly inside.

Chu Jingzhe stood up and bowed deeply three times.

He respected this person. At the beginning, he had a trip for himself, helped him block a strong enemy and won valuable time for his breakthrough.

This time, he sacrificed his life for the people of Longdu.

"We are going to let you send his ashes back!" Feng Qingming said.

"Speaking of this, he has a lot of connection with your lineage!" Chen Banxian, who stood shoulder to shoulder with Feng Qingming, spoke with Youran behind Chu Jingzhe.

Chu Jingzhe did not speak, but looked at him with a surprised look. Chen Banxian seemed to be able to feel Chu Jingzhe's gaze and shook his head slightly, "I know only the specific ones!"

"Ding family, are there any other descendants?" Chu Jingzhe asked.

Feng Qing meditated and replied: "The Ning family lives in Qingshan Town by the Weishui River. As for whom there are still people at home, I don't know!"

Chu Jingzhe nodded, bowed to the two of them, picked up the urn on the stone table, and turned around and left.

Two days later, he came to the Weishui River and found the Qingshan Town at Feng Qingming's mouth.

This small town is quiet and elegant, with dozens of families living in it. In front of the door is the flowing Wei River and behind it are towering and majestic mountains.

In order not to attract other people's attention, Chu Jingzhe found a hat, covered his white hair, and then walked into the town.

Now, he has a beard. As long as he is not a very familiar person, he will not recognize him. Instead, his white hair is extremely eye-catching.

"How can the Ning family go?" Chu Jingzhe found a middle-aged farmer who was harvesting buckwheat and asked.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man shook his head, "There is no surname Ning in our Qingshan Town. Little brother, have you found the wrong place?"
Chapter completed!
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