The Third Thousand One Hundred and Nine Chapters Buried Seeds

It was just after dusk that Yizhisha felt tired and sleepy. She got up from the reclining chair and saw a young girl holding a large pot of things in a hurry.

"Are the ashes cleaned inside?" Yizhisha stopped the girl and asked.

The girl was obviously afraid of Izhisha, she didn't dare to raise her head, she didn't have the courage to speak, she just nodded and hid her cut hand behind while cleaning the jars.

Yizhisha had seen it, she stepped forward and said, "Give it to me."

The girl nervously handed the jar containing all the ashes to Yi Zhiya.

"Put things down, give me your hand." Yizhisha ordered.

The girl did as she was told, and when she stretched out her hand, she still did not dare to raise her eyes, she was afraid of being reprimanded by Izhisha!

Yizhisha often trains people, ranging from great sages to little believers like them.

Suddenly, the little letter girl felt a trace of warmth coming from her cut palm and fingers. She secretly glanced at her palm, and was surprised to find that Yizhisha's hand was covering it, and the warm light The group was passed from the hands of Izhisha, and quickly healed the wound of the little letter girl.

The little letter girl opened her mouth in surprise.

Is Yi Zhi Ya treating herself personally? ?

This is a glory that many combat knights in the Knights Hall have no chance to obtain! !

"Is there any place with better scenery that is suitable for burying this jar?" Yizhisha pointed to the jar of ashes on the ground and asked.

"There is a quieter place behind El Mountain Spring to the east." The little letter girl was suddenly no longer afraid, and answered courageously.

"Well." Yi Zhisha nodded, picked up the urn on the ground, and walked towards the east.

The little letter girl looked bewildered.

She didn't know what Yizhisha was going to do. After all, the story of the urn two hours ago quickly spread in the Hall of the Holy Virgin, and the believers who serve the members of the Goddess Peak here also know that those are Yizhisha. The yarn contains the ashes of some relatives, some friends, and some subordinates.

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El Mountain Spring is in a relatively remote location on the Goddess Peak. The Goddess Peak is very large, and there are still parts of the original mountain forest. In the past, when Yizhisha was in charge of the Parthenon, she often buried some Goddess Peak maids who opposed her. Goddess Peak a certain mountain.

In the eyes of the whole Greeks, the sacred and glorious Parthenon is indeed like a celestial mansion and a fairyland on earth, but in the eyes of Yizhisha, it is a splendid cemetery, where people who died in the battle of the Parthenon are buried everywhere people.

Arriving at El Mountain Spring, Yizhisha saw a person who was wandering near El Mountain Spring.

Very few men can step into the Goddess Peak. At least in the past, Yoshiya banned all men except the Knights Hall from entering the Goddess Peak, but this rule seemed to be gradually changed by Ye Xinxia, ​​and it became less strict.

"Sorry, I seem to have lost my way. This place is too big. I lost my way when I was walking. Do you know how to get to the Holy Virgin's Hall, lady?" The middle-aged man looked ordinary and dressed extremely plainly. With a gentle smile on his face, he looks like a person with a particularly optimistic attitude.

"Ma'am?" It was the first time that Yoshiya heard someone call her this name.

What's more, this is Greece, the Goddess Peak of the Parthenon Temple, and there are still people who don't know themselves?

"I came here for the first time to visit my daughter. I heard that there are many rules here. Please forgive me if I said something wrong." The middle-aged man scratched his head, his dark brown eyes gave a pure feeling.

"Not for now. You can go to the Hall of the Holy Virgin if you walk in the direction I came from." Yizhisha deliberately stared at the other party's eyes for a second. As a spiritual magician, this kind of cultivation has nothing to do with it. It is a little difficult for people to deceive themselves.

"Ah, thank you, thank you, the scenery here is so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen such a fairy-like place. However, it's a bit boring, my daughter is very busy, and I can't disturb her, so I can only come out by myself. walk around,

Not even a single word. ' said the middle-aged man.

"You really talk a lot." Yizhisha said.

"Hahaha, indeed, I also think that if you think I'm noisy, I don't have to say it. Why are you holding a jar? Are you here to fill the mountain spring? Do you need my help?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"You can bury it for me, I don't want to get my hands dirty." Yizhisha glanced at the surrounding soil, which was all the mud after the rotten leaves. She was cursed to have some fear of soil.

"No problem, but why bury it, it contains sauerkraut?" The middle-aged man showed his superficial cognition.

"Bone ashes!" Yizhisha said coldly.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know that your relatives passed away. Your relatives...why are you so heavy?" When the middle-aged man took it, his hands sank a little.

Izhisha did not speak.

The middle-aged man didn't say much. He found a place near the spring where the soil was relatively dry, and moved quickly to remove the soil.

"It's the same in our hometown. When relatives pass away, they are placed in a small box and buried in a place with mountains and rivers. When fallen leaves return to their roots, and people die, you don't have to be too sad. Sometimes people live in this world like Entering a casino, the rules of the casino, the benefits of the casino, and all kinds of casinos will attract us, constantly betting, constantly betting on chips, joy and sorrow are like throwing a sieve, every time I tell myself to withdraw, Living a peaceful and leisurely life in the countryside, in the end, it is often only after entering this small jar that you will finally return to the mountains and forests..." The middle-aged man said.

He used branches to shovel the loose soil, and his movements were very quick, as if he often did similar things.

Izhisha stood beside her, watching calmly.

There are indeed many people that Yizhisha is familiar with. Originally, she only had anger in her heart, not much sadness.

Their faces appeared in front of Izhiya.

Many of them try their best to please themselves. Many times, Yizhisha feels disgusted, but think about it carefully. Maybe they really put themselves in a very important position in their hearts.

"Go pick some fruit." The middle-aged man also had a lot of dirt on his hands, but he didn't mind his hands.

"Fruit?" Yizhisha wondered.

"The core of a fruit is the seed. Instead of burying the jar together, it is better to sprinkle the ashes here, and then put down a seed. There is a spring next to it, rather than going to the grave of a loved one to mourn and look at the cold tombstone. Sad and weeping, it is better to watch a new sprout thrive, blossom and bear fruit, and grow into a towering tree... This way they will not realize that they have left themselves, and when they are suffering, they can still reach this tree. Lying quietly under the tree, like being guarded by them, my heart will calm down." The middle-aged man said.