"Young master, the little fortune is not humiliated, the gold lock was brought, and we have caught the best Dr. Fan in Guobei County, and now he can cure the young girl."

Not long after, Tieshan rode a fast horse and returned to Lanruo Temple.

But when he found Li Xiuyuan, he saw Li Xiuyuan standing in the courtyard of the Zen room, standing with his negative hand and calmly looking at the sky.

After hearing the sound of Iron Mountain, Li Xiu returned to God from afar and looked at it: "No need to heal, Qingmei is dead."

“Dead?”The Iron Mountain froze.

"He's dead, half an hour ago."Li Xiuyuan shook his head helplessly.

Lan Ruo Temple and Guobei County are some distance away, and once in a while, it is useless to bring the doctor.

Dr. Fan said slightly at this moment: "The old man said, the woman's heart is through the Buddha's incense, the blood flow, when the old man arrived when the blood is dry, can not save."

“Young master, what now?”Iron Mountain asked.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Naturally, it is necessary to prepare for the young girl, and you first take Dr. Fan to help a guard to heal the hand, and then take two people back to Guobei County to buy a good coffin, candles, paper money and the like... There is another thing to do, to bring my Li family to a hundred rides, and let them all be ready for the axe, steel knife, tomorrow I will call."

Iron Mountain was doubtful; "Young master, if you ride a hundred times, I'm afraid the master will not agree."

One hundred riders in this Guobei County is a big man and horse, although the power held by the Li family is far more than these, but it is rarely so large-scale.

"If my father does not agree to say that I am in a hurry, I believe that my father will understand, and hurry back, and strive to do both of these things in this day."Li Xiuyuan said.

"Yes, young master, do this little."

Iron Mountain responded to the sound, first took Dr. Fan to help others to heal, and then quickly left Lanruo Temple, riding a fast horse back to Guobei County, of course, did not forget to give the gold lock to Li Xiuyuan.

Looking at the box of the hand, Li Xiuyuan showed a sad color.

He sighed and turned into the Zen room.

In the Zen room at this moment, the little butterfly was holding a basin of clean water at this moment, wiping the blood for the dead body of the young plum, changing a dry dress, and also dressing up, so that the young girl can be clean after leaving, without a trace of filth.

How to see, if it is not that pale face without a trace of blood, at this moment Li Xiuyuan still thinks that Qingmei is sleeping at this time, and has not died.

“Lee, Mr. Lee.”

When the little butterfly saw Li Xiu coming in, she immediately gave a gift, only to see that her eyes were red and swollen, and it was obviously very sad and sad to cry.

Li Xiu nodded his head, and he walked over to the body of Qingmei and opened the box of his hand.

Inside the box is a beautiful long-life lock made of pure gold, which is engraved on the reverse side of the duck playing water, but the three words of Li Xiuyuan are engraved on the front, representing who if he brings this long-life lock means that the woman who is Li Xiuyuan will never be separated.

Li Xiuyuan took out the gold lock and took it to the body of Qingmei.

With a slight cuckle, the organ of the long-lived gold lock is triggered, and the gold lock can not be taken down for a lifetime if it is not brute-force.

"Don't worry, girl, I'll do what I'm promised you, Li Xiuyuan."Lee said seriously.

With that, he looked at the little butterfly waiting on the side and said, "Little butterfly, follow me later, I will take you back to Lifu, from now on you are my close-fit maid, I will take care of you."

Little butterfly listened to the heart moved, the nose is sore, but can not help but tears: "奴, slave and servile thank Li son grace."

"Don't call me Li son-in-law anymore, in front of the young girl, officially meet again, and call me young master."Li Xiuyuan said.

“Slaves and lads meet their son-in-law.”

The little butterfly knelt in front of Li Xiuyuan and knelt his head.

This worship means that from today, the little butterfly is no longer the maid of Qingmei, but the maid of Li Xiuyuan, which also means that she is no longer alone, she will have her own home and her own home.

"Get up, you don't have to kneel after you've knelt today, I don't have so many rules."Lee helped him up.

“Son and daughter, thank you.”The little butterfly stood up and saluted.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Continue to sort out the relics of the young girl, I have ordered the next person to prepare for the aftermath, and soon, the young plum girl can be buried."

The little butterfly nodded its head.

About dusk around the time, Iron Mountain once again brought people to Lanruo Temple.

A hundred rides, all of them are hung waist knives, sharp-acting men, each strong and strong, not like a farmer, the ground, but like a trained armor.

At the same time, several cars and horses also brought a heavy coffin from Guobei County, and also prepared many candles, paper money, and wreaths, white satin.

After the most arranged.

The hall has been set up in the Zen Academy, the coffin is already in place, and the body of the young girl has been placed in the coffin.

“Young master, if you were to be buried tomorrow morning, you would be a coffin today.”A coffin-counter came over and said respectfully.

Li Xiuyuan stood inside the hall and looked at the spiritual position in front of the coffin.

He returned to God after hearing the sound.

"Now seal the coffin, and let the young girl rest in peace early, lest she be disturbed again."Li Xiuyuan said.

According to the normal funeral custom, it is necessary to wait for everyone to worship before the coffin, and then carry it to the grave underground to be buried.

However, the young plum girl is a woman born in the green building, and now there is no father or mother, and no relatives come to worship, so it can only be simplified from everything.

“Yes, young master.”The coffin-maker answered, and said, "The young master has orders, and now seals the coffin."

A few craftsmen responded, sealed the coffin, and since then it has been yin and yang, and it is no longer related.

"The hundred rides that the young master wants is now waiting outside Lan Ruo Temple, and the little man is afraid that there are many inconveniences in the temple, and they have not let them all come."At this time, the mountain came to whisper.

Li Xiuyuan said, "Let them go to the Lanruo Temple for a day to rest, and I have something to say before I go to the funeral tomorrow."With that, he looked slightly in the direction of the Great Xiong Treasure Hall: “Are the monks in the Lanruo Temple still chanting?”

“Yes, I have never heard of the Qur’an before.”

“What is it, do you know?”Lee asked.

"It is like the scriptures of the dead, and the little things that were taken to the funeral before."Iron Mountain said.

Li Xiu nodded his head: "Go back and donate five hundred and two silver to this Lanruo Temple."

"Small, note it."

"All of you, let's go, and I'll keep watch for the young girl."Li Xiuyuan said.

The Iron Mountain answered, and greeted some unrelated people to leave quickly.

Immediately there was only Li Xiuyuan left in the Zen Academy, and the little butterfly who was wearing filial piety and knelt before the spiritual position burned paper money.

They spoke to one another, and they kept silent for the night.

In the middle of the night, the wind blew in the evening, the cold wind blew, and the ashes in the fire basin were rolled up, forming a whirlpool in the middle of the air, and then disappeared into the night, and the burning candle also swings with the wind, as if it were possible to be extinguished at any time.

“Young master, is the lady back?”The little butterfly asked.

"No, it's just a breeze, not a plum."Li Xiuyuan said calmly.

He is seven-eyed, standing here at this moment, where there will be ghosts, if there is, he would like to see if he can meet the soul of the young girl.

But he couldn’t see it now.