The drizzle of the sky, sparsely and heavily, grew heavier, the sound of lapping against the windows, behind the walls, low, whimpering, staccato sounds.

It seems that the sky has eyes, and he deliberately dialed the clouds and made rain to see off Huang Tianci, who wholeheartedly followed Ning Chen in the past.

In the first battle of Gusu City, Huang Tianba was killed.

The Xishu Sword Pavilion is also gone.

And Ning Chen was ready to personally invite Huang Tianci's body into the mouth, and carried it from Fengtian to the coffin in Gusu City, Li Xuanhuang, Song Que, Jing Ge and others waited for the side.

It lasted 14 days.

Although the old swordsman Huang Tianba of Xishu hated this younger brother at first, he wished that the other party would throw the corpse out of the wilderness, and the bones would not exist, so it was best to be eaten by a falcon, and there would be no peace after death.

But in the end, because of fear of Ning Chen, he ordered someone to be hastily buried in the back mountain of the Xishu Sword Pavilion, and the body was actually very well preserved, not to mention scarred, and there was a serene smile on the corner of his mouth when he walked.

When you arrive at your destination, take a look.

Lonely grave.

No inscription was erected.

The grass is overgrown and no one cares.

Ning Chen personally spread out his arms, picked up Huang Tianci, and put him in the coffin, just about to let him lie down, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the old servant until he died of exhaustion, and his right hand also maintained a fist clenched posture.

Slightly puzzled.

Then, Ning Chen's slight movements peeled off Huang Tianci's slightly stiff five fingers.

A pendant jade pendant, clenched in the heart of a fist.

Suddenly, Ning Chen's heart was sour, and his eyes were blood-red.

"It turns out that you have always kept it on your body as a treasure, and even before you died, you were afraid of losing it, so you deliberately held it with your fist." Ning Chen muttered to himself, and his five fingers restored Huang Tianci's right hand to a clenched fist.

This jade pendant, when he went out to play, was originally going to give a beautiful little girl, after all, the bubble girl flirted with the girl, the gift of this thing, must not be missing, but the girl does not appreciate it, do not live or die.

Ning Chen didn't throw it away, and threw it to Huang Tianci the next day.

At that time, Ning Chen smiled hippiely, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "This is what Young Master Ben bought for you, remember to put it away, although it is not a valuable treasure, but after all, it is a piece of Young Master's heart, you, you don't have to repay the great kindness, if you meet a beautiful girl in the future, you can notify me as soon as possible." ”

The yellow cripple looked at Ning Chen with a resentful expression, his white eyes rolled whiter than anyone else, as if he was mocking Ning Chen, you treat me as an idiot?

"What's the matter, you're still not happy to appreciate it?" Ning Chen jumped to his feet, looking like he was loveless, "Forget it, I'll throw it away." ”

"If you are short of money when you go back, you can sell it for some wine money, don't do it in vain."

At this time, Huang Tianci's consciousness was reflected, and without saying a word, he snatched it away, and muttered, if you have a advantage, you don't take advantage of it, it's his mother's bastard.

In the end, he bit it with his teeth, and after confirming the authenticity, he kicked it into his pocket with satisfaction.

After that, Ning Chen didn't ask much about it.

All forgot.

But this cripple has always been kept on his body as a treasure, just because it was given to him by his own young master, even if it was not intended to be given to him......

Many things.

It is not until after death that people will realize it later, and they will regret it.

"You say, if I had been nice to you before, even if it was just a little bit, my heart would not be as uncomfortable as it is now." Ning Chen took a deep breath, took three steps back, faced Huang Tianci, and knelt down violently.

Fall on your knees and your forehead on the ground.

Nine heads, one heavier than the other.

This sudden action moved Li Xuanhuang, Song Que, Jing Ge and countless others, and in the end they couldn't bear it, and they were all interested in not looking over their heads, and they didn't want to look at it again.

However, he is the young marshal of the Ning family after all.

10,000 people.

The power is in your hands.

In this world, how many people can afford to kneel down as the young marshal of the Ning family?

I'm afraid that I can't even count on one hand.

Now, he just knelt in front of the coffin of the old servant, letting the rain pour all over his body, still not moving.

This kneeling is to see him off, and it is also to express his gratitude for Huang Tianci's life-saving grace.

"Hurry up."

After a long time, Li Xuanhuang stood in front of Ning Chen, pressed his shoulder, and reminded in a low voice, "After all, you and your subordinates are watching, don't be like this." ”

"I just feel like I'm too lame in debt." Ning Chen lowered his head and said lonely.

……

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, as if it is pouring down, stretching endlessly.

The main road of Gusu City has been washed by the rain countless times, and the streets are wet, making it extremely difficult to travel.

For a long time, I don't know which door, a subtle reminder came.

The next moment, hundreds of residents pushed open the windows one after another, poked their heads out, and looked into the distance.

The white-clad guards took the lead.

Three hundred horses finale.

In the middle are Ning Chen, Li Xuanhuang, Song Que and another white-clothed guard, and the four of them carry the coffin.

"This kid, how can he carry the coffin in person, what kind of identity does he have, he is groveling to this point."

"I'm so hurt so badly, and I don't think about myself, hey."

“……”

On both sides of the street, there was a bits and pieces of chatter.

After a while, I don't know who took the initiative to open the door, and respectfully walked to the side of the main road, straightening his chest with a slightly heavy expression, and seeing off the deceased.

Later, more and more people spontaneously appeared on both sides of the street.

Everyone's eyes were sad and respectful.

According to Ning Chen's intention at the beginning, he wanted to let the people of this city go out to see him off, but he didn't expect that they would spontaneously organize themselves, so that the streets leading to the city for several miles formed two human walls, quietly watching Ning Chen and carrying the coffin past.

In the end, 10,000 people saw them off.

"Congratulations to Huang seniors, go home!"

"Congratulations to Huang seniors, go home!"

"Congratulations to Huang seniors, go home!"

……

Halfway through, it should be Ning Chen's injury recurring, affecting his body, so that he fell in one step, his center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person staggered forward a few steps, but in the end he would rather kneel on one knee and let the coffin smash heavily on his back than the coffin to the ground.

According to the rules, the coffin must not fall to the ground after it is lifted, and it must be reached at the destination in one go before it can touch the ground, which is to enter the soil for safety.

This scene made many people on both sides of the street feel slightly sour and couldn't help but burst into tears.

This scene also made a group of people white-clothed guards frightened, and several people approached and persuaded in a heavy tone, "Young marshal, let's come!" ”

"I'll do it myself."

Ning Chen took a few deep breaths, and after adjusting his familiarity silently, he stood up tremblingly again, Zheng Zheng man, a daughter, since he had made a promise to carry the hall in person, how could he let outsiders do it for him?

"Young Marshal ......"

Ning Chen ordered, "Continue on the road." ”

This line, even if the drizzle is blowing, is a long way.

may personally escort you on the way home, and there will be no complaints about any hardships and difficulties.

"Crippled." Ning Chen patted the coffin with his palm, as if he was afraid that the movement would be too big and wake up the people inside, and after the strength gradually weakened, he muttered to himself, "We're going home......"