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117 The Tomb of the Fountain of Heaven's Way(1/2)

Thinking of this, Si Kong Bingling couldn't help but gritted his teeth. He could have brought back a mythical beast for his sister, but it would be ridiculous if it couldn't be hatched because of his own mistakes. But for the hatching of this kind of mythical beast, Si Kong Bingling

But he didn't have any relevant knowledge, so he rubbed his hair a little irritably.

At this moment, a burst of bright light shone on Sikong Bingling's face. The bright eyes were not dazzling, but the bright light in front of him attracted his already noisy attention.

"Brother, this is..." the Ninth Princess exclaimed in front of her. Yes, what is in front of her is Yangtian Mountain Spring, which is known as the holy spring of the Snow Country. The source of the rivers running through the Snow Country comes from this Yangtian Mountain Spring.

.

In fact, the spring water is a bit like a deep pool, as crystal clear as a sapphire set on white silk, and it is a regular circle.

Looking at the sapphire-like spring water, Sikong Bingling recalled several times of outdoor survival during the inner courtyard. The place where he and Lu Xiaoshuang spent the longest time was Yangtian Mountain Spring. Yangtian Mountain Spring is a flat land halfway up Yangtian Mountain.

With Yangtian Mountain at its back and facing Shuangtai, the capital of Snow Country, it is also a great place for viewing.

Looking at the blue spring water, Sikong Bingling took a deep breath and said, "Follow me." After saying that, Sikong Bingling turned around and walked towards the north of the lake. The ninth princess looked around and saw no one around.

Then it must be him who screamed, so he looked at Sikong Bingling with those big curious eyes and hurriedly followed behind.

Yangtian Mountain Spring is surrounded by tall cedars. The cedars on the back face the sun from the north to the south and are relatively dense. Just a few steps away from this dense pine forest, there is a marble tombstone, pure white.

A piece of marble standing abruptly in the snow is very eye-catching, not to mention the shape of a tombstone.

The Ninth Princess was shocked when she saw the tombstone and exclaimed: "Who is so bold and dares to erect a tombstone in this forbidden area of ​​the Snow Country?" The settlements in the ancient times were all built on the Yishui River, and Yangtian Mountain Spring is where the water source of the Snow Country is developed.

Naturally, it is also the most critical place, so it is natural that it is designated as a forbidden area.

Sikong Bingling smiled and said, "Come closer and take a look."

The Ninth Princess came forward and knelt down to wipe the snow off with her little hands. She saw five words "Lv Xiaoshuang's Tomb" engraved on it. Seeing this, the Ninth Princess couldn't help but said "Ah". She just knew that Lu Xiaoshuang died in prison.

But she didn't know that she would be buried in such a place. She turned her head and looked at Sikong Bingling in surprise.

When Sikong Bingling saw that he turned his head to look at her, he continued to smile and said to her: "Look down." After hearing this, the Ninth Princess wiped away a piece of the lower part that was blocked by the snow, and saw a small line underneath.

The small tomb instructs "Sikong Bingling, the eighth prince of the Snow Country, was established in Zunling in 1830." Now it is Zunling

Calendar 1833, so this tomb was naturally established three years ago. However, the people who can enter here are almost all the highest-level members of the Snow Country, and they all know what happened in the Snow Country three years ago.

.So much so that even if they discovered it, they would not dare to do anything to the cemetery.

The Ninth Princess stood up and said, "Brother, it's been so many years and you still can't forget that person?"

Si Kong Bingling sighed and said: "Sometimes you may quickly forget the harm others have done to you, but the harm you have done to others will always be remembered in your heart."

Princess Ninth pouted and hummed: "Then do you still remember what you did to your sister three years ago? Should you be responsible?"

Hearing the Ninth Princess mentioning that incident again, Sikong Bingling touched her hair in embarrassment and asked, "What happened? Why don't I remember."

Hearing this, the Ninth Princess opened her teeth and claws like an angry kitten and shouted: "Okay, what I said was very good just now, why have I forgotten now?" The Ninth Princess suddenly stopped talking and pointed at Sikong.

Behind Bingling, seeing the unnatural look on the Ninth Princess's face, Sikong Bingling quickly turned around and looked back.

But when he turned around, Sikong Bingling found that there was nothing behind it. He curiously looked at the frightened face of the ninth princess and asked: "Sister, what did you see? Did you get so scared?"

The Ninth Princess said tremblingly: "Brother...I...I seemed to have seen...I seemed to have seen the ghost of Lu Xiaoshuang just now."

Hearing this, Sikong Bingling looked back unnaturally. Ghosts can be seen in this ancient world. Some people have things that they are unwilling to do or are unwilling to do. After death, they will be fooling around.

It seems that he is staying in this world. But Sikong Bingling once tried to summon Lu Xiaoshuang's ghost here but never saw it, so he looked behind him in disbelief.

At this time, a rickety figure emerged from the direction Sikong Bingling was looking at, slowly walking towards here. This rickety figure saw that there were already two people here, and was stunned for a moment. After seeing these two people clearly,

After seeing the person's face, the rickety figure quickly stepped forward, leaned over and bowed: "I never thought that His Highness the Eighth Prince would be able to come and see my daughter on the occasion of her third anniversary."

"You are..." Si Kong Bingling opened his mouth, but could not speak. Although he had not seen this person many times, Si Kong Bingling recognized this person at a glance. This person was Lu Xiaoshuang's father.

So Si Kong Bingling murmured this person's name: "Lv Gong..." After calling this person's name, Si Kong Bingling almost lost all strength and fell to his knees on the ground, because this person was probably the person he was most shameless to see.

Seeing Sikong Bingling's appearance, Mr. Lu sighed quickly and stepped forward to help him: "Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, please don't take it too seriously. It's the little girl who keeps herself dirty, so it's no wonder that others are doing it."

Although things were like this, Sikong Bingling still felt that if she had not been so obsessed with the practice of skills and had paid more attention to Lu Xiaoshuang, then this incident would not have happened at all.

The Ninth Princess on the side asked curiously: "But Master Lu, how did you get here?" This is a forbidden area in Yangtian Mountain, and Wu Zhen like Minister Lu cannot enter at all.

Lu Gong said with some embarrassment: "Actually, in order to come here to see my little girl, we walked half a circle around Yangtian Mountain and came around from the back."

An old man over fifty years old had to climb half of the mountain to see his daughter, and even if he saw it, it was just a grave. Thinking of this, Sikong Bingling said with some regret: "I was young at the time and forgot to consider the welfare of his family.

Feel it, I will get the voucher for free entry and exit here after I go out."

Lu Gong shook his head and said: "No need. After the third anniversary of the burning, Xiao Shuang basically has no nostalgia for this place anymore, so just let him go..." After that, he looked at the thick marble tombstone again.

For a time, the old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life seemed to be even more vicissitudes of life.

"On the third anniversary, can I keep Xiao Shuang's soul?" Sikong Bingling murmured to her.

"Ashes will return to ashes, dust will return to dust, let my little girl go..." Lu Gong seemed to have heard Sikong Bingling's thoughts, so he begged.

Sikong Bingling said quickly: "I'm just talking, just talking."

Lu Gong thought for a long time and sighed: "You'd better come out."

Hearing this, Sikong Bingling was a little confused. Just when he was confused, a woman walked out from behind a not very thick tree behind Mr. Lu. Her big eyes were as clear as the Yangtian mountain spring just now. Although she looked ordinary, she was

But it's very interesting, and the appearance is exactly the same as Lu Xiaoshuang whom she saw three years ago. It turns out that what the Ninth Princess saw just now was not a ghost, but this person.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Sikong Bingling stuttered and said, "Xiao...Xiao Shuang?"

The woman in front of her looked at Sikong Bingling and obviously had no favorable impression. She pursed her lips and said, "I am her sister, and my name is Lu Xiaohan." After saying this, the girl quickly hid behind her father and stretched out her hand carefully.

She hugged her father's arms as if she was afraid of being hurt by Sikong Bingling.

Seeing that Sikong Bingling was a little embarrassed, Mr. Lu took Lu Xiaohan's hand and pulled her back to him and said with a smile: "I am very busy with official duties on weekdays. This child was raised by Xiaoshuang, so I made him younger.

Just have a good relationship with Xiaoshuang."

Hearing this, Sikong Bingling seemed to understand something. Just because Lu Xiaohan and Lu Xiaoshuang had a better relationship, Lu Xiaohan's death naturally made Lu Xiaohan very sad. And the matter of the real and fake eighth prince was ultimately because of himself, so Lu Xiaohan didn't have a very good impression of him.

No wonder it's good.

Thinking of this, Sikong Bingling took another deep look at Lu Xiaohan. Lu Xiaohan's current age should be about the same as when her sister first entered the inner courtyard, so she asked tentatively: "Has Xiaohan entered the inner courtyard?"

Lu Gong sighed and shook his head and said: "There have been more and more aristocratic children coming of age recently, and we can't take the turn. Thinking about what happened to Xiaoshuang back then, I think it's better for us not to go to the inner courtyard." After saying this,

Lu Gong sighed again.

"I can help you find a way." Si Kong Bingling seemed to have expected what he would say, so she quickly took over what he said. Seeing that Lu Gong didn't speak again, Si Kong Bingling continued: "I will let you know in a few days.

Don't worry when someone delivers the acceptance letter to your home."

Lu Gong took a deep look at Sikong Bingling and said: "Actually, Your Highness the Eighth Prince, you don't have to go to this step for Xiao Shuang's matter. In the final analysis, she is the one who brought it upon herself." After saying this, Lu Gong sighed again.

Lu Xiaohan on the side couldn't stand it anymore. She tugged on her father's sleeve and said, "Father, please stop blaming your sister. She had a low status at that time, and she might have been forced to do so. Besides, you said bad things about her in front of her grave.

Isn’t it a bit too much?”

Thinking of this, Lu Gong took another look at Lu Xiaoshuang's tomb. The one in this tomb was his daughter, and what happened three years ago, the apple of his eye, had brought his reputation into disrepute. He narrowed his eyes and frowned, trying not to

The tears in his eyes remained, and he bowed to Sikong Bingling again: "Eight Prince Palace.

"Excuse me, I really have something to do and I need to take my leave first." Sikong Bingling nodded and agreed. Lu Gong then said to Lu Xiaohan on the side: "Place a tribute and some incense for your sister. I'm at my old place.

The carriage is waiting for you." He folded his hands behind his back and walked out with his waist bent.

Lu Xiaohan raised his head and glanced at Sikong Bingling, then walked past Sikong Bingling with his head lowered, planted three longevity incense sticks on the snow in front of Lu Xiaoshuang's grave, and took out a plate of fruits and a plate of steamed buns from the basket on his shoulder.

There, he shook his head when he saw a plate of steamed buns. He took out a small oil-paper package from the Qiankun bag in his arms and handed it to Lu Xiaohan, saying: "This is the Gui Xiaoshuang that Xiaoshuang liked to eat before.

Flower cakes, I remember one time when I was allowed to go out to buy things from the hospital, Xiaoshuang said that she liked Qingxinzhai’s osmanthus cakes very much. For this reason, I stayed on the beam of Qingxinzhai’s house for half a month to secretly learn their craftsmanship.

He pointed to the steamed buns and said, "Crush these steamed buns and sprinkle them around the tomb. Animals often pass by here. After they have eaten the crumbs around, they will not touch the things around the tomb anymore."

Lu Xiaohan didn't turn around, took the thing, put it under his nose, smelled it and said, "You are really good at these things."

Sikong Bingling didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded. The taste was naturally that of Qing Xin Zhai, but because he made it himself, he didn't use Qing Xin Zhai's paper or his family's seal, so Lu Xiaohan wouldn't think that he was

He would be lying to himself. Sikong Bingling took out another piece of the same oil paper and said: "She buys two bags every time she goes there, and one of them is brought home. I don't know whether it is for your father or for you."

When Lu Xiaohan heard this, her shoulders couldn't help but tremble. She picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand and put it on the plate in front of the tomb while crying: "You actually care about your sister so much, why don't you save her? You just

Have you watched her step by step get to where she is now?"

Sikong Bingling said with some embarrassment: "I was really..."

Lu Xiaohan interrupted him before he finished speaking and continued: "Because you were greedy for life and feared death and hid in that small dark room? So you abandoned the people you valued?" She shouted the last words,

As she shouted, tears had already fallen on the ground, making small holes one after another on the snow that had been frozen for a long time. After saying this, she slapped the small package in Sikong Bingling's hand, covered her face with her hands, and cried to

Run back to where they came from.

Seeing the thin figure fading away, Sikong Bingling sighed, shook his head and placed the bag of osmanthus cakes beside Lu Xiaoshuang's grave.

The Ninth Princess and Sikong Bingling looked at the retreating figure and said: "Because the impact of Lu Xiaoshuang's incident was so bad, Mr. Lu has been devalued and transferred recently, and his life has been quite difficult.

."

After finishing everything, Sikong Bingling clapped her hands and said, "Looking at your usual carefree appearance, I didn't expect you to care about these things too."

The Ninth Princess pouted and said, "You think I want to know. If their family hadn't been related to you, I wouldn't have bothered to inquire." Hearing this, Sikong Bingling was a little relieved, and he reached out and touched the Ninth Princess.

But he still couldn't feel happy, so he sighed again.

The Ninth Princess stretched out her hand to take Sikong Bingling's hand off her head and held it in her hand. "Otherwise, we should go back. I know you are in a bad mood and the fish won't taste good even if you grill it outside."
To be continued...
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