Pirate’s Infinite Wings

And in the past few days, Han Lun was almost invisible every day. After searching for several times, they all found that he was drinking in front of Aqiao's grave. Gradually, I didn't care about him. Han Lun was a poor man, and the poor man drank sad wine. Probably only Han Lun knew what it was like.

Aqiao's grave is where she stopped when she ran out, and it is also where she poured out her thoughts to Han Lun. But for some reason, this place is also the end of her life. It is the place where she sleeps forever.

Ran Qingluo and the others saw Han Lun doing nothing all day long and living on alcoholism, and they felt very sympathetic in their hearts. Anyway, all kinds of things here have been settled, and it is time to leave Yunnan under the discussion of several people. Although the scenery here is beautiful, the road ahead is difficult. After all, there are still many things to be done. There are things entrusted by God Nuwa to be completed, so it is difficult to delay for too long. Leaving this place will also let Han Lun relax and stop sinking in sadness.

So and in the early morning of the future, several people were ready to set off.

The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth. There is infinite vitality rippling in the green mountains and green waters. People here are straight-forward and uninhibited. The green mountains and the hearty human customs are the best scenery in Miaojiang.

The result of several people's discussions is to go back to Ran Qingluo's hometown, Youmi Valley first. Everyone was planning to go to Fengdu City. Because Luo Xiaocheng knew that there was a spirit bead in the ghost world. And there is a star sequence that exists in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. However, Qin Shihuang has passed away for more than 800 years, and the Qin Ling is probably only known to the ghost world. But Ran Qingluo said that Youmi Valley is not far from Fengdu. And it was the only way to go to Fengdu, so she wanted to visit her hometown.

Her request was reasonable, and of course everyone would not refuse. Everyone confirmed the itinerary and set off.

Before departure, a group of people came to Aqiao's grave. When everyone came to this Miao village, the first person they saw was Aqiao, and when they left, they naturally wanted to say goodbye to her.

On the hillside, there is a constant breeze, which makes people feel a slight chill in their hearts. Aqiao's tombstone is very simple, a solitary grave, a solitary stone slab. The paper money in front of her grave is still there, but it has been washed into pulp by the rain, and the incense ash is scattered all over the ground, and it is unknown how much was blown away by the wind.

Ran Qingluo stepped forward to offer an incense stick, and said, "Sister Aqiao, we are leaving soon, we will not forget you, you will be the best memory for each of us."

Fang Lang and Luo Xiaocheng also offered an incense stick, but they didn't say anything, they just stood aside silently.

Han Lun was holding a jug of wine. He sprinkled all of them in front of Ah Qiao's tomb, and he said: "Ah Qiao, Han Lun is not destined for you in this life. If there is another life, you wait for me. I am leaving. If I am still alive after this trip, I will definitely come back to see you .”

Everyone stayed for a while, then turned around and walked down the mountain. At this time, the antiphonal song between lovers suddenly came from the mountain forest.

"Listen to me singing with green hills on all sides, the sky is full of clouds for me and me, sing a mandarin duck, my sister forgets to cross the river when she hears it---"

The voice was so sweet, melodious and moving, and everyone remembered the scene when they first went up the mountain. The love song sounded so sweet and long-lasting at that time, but now the singing suddenly became harsh. Hearing this singing, Han Lun’s Eyes suddenly red again. ..