Chapter 1073: Quan Canjuan Sacrifice

Jinghua and Gu Jiajia's pupils tightened. Jinghua, not Gu Jiajia, rushed over suddenly.

His body shape was like that of a cheetah, and his speed was already fast and ruthless.

But the hand he stretched out only touched the empty sleeve without arms.

"Canjuan—"

Suddenly, a male voice sounded sadly throughout the sky.

At this time, there were screams of fear one after another downstairs: "Ah..."

"Ah... someone jumped off the building!"

When Jinghua shouted "Canjuan", he suddenly jumped up.

Gu Jiajia and Gu Xiaofeng were startled.

Gu Jiajia shouted Jinghua, and then ran over quickly.

She stands on the edge and looks down—

There are more and more people on the street.

In the middle of them, Jing Hua was kneeling on the ground holding Quan Canjuan in his arms——

Gu Xiaofeng's legs became weak, and she crawled over shivering.

She grabbed the brick that was only ten centimeters high and looked down!

downstairs.

Quan Canjuan landed head first, and the back of her head hit the concrete steps hard.

Blood spurted out from the back of her head immediately.

Then the corners of the mouth, ears, nostrils...

This building is four stories high.

Except for the first floor which is three meters high, the second to fourth floors are all 2.8 meters high.

All in all, it's less than twelve meters.

When Jinghua was training, he jumped from a height of twenty meters.

Quan Canjuan had received such training in the army before, but she had been away from the army for so long, was in poor health, and had lost an arm.

When she fell, she couldn't control herself at all...

Jinghua jumped down and hugged her, who was dripping with blood.

Seeing the blood spurting out from the back of her head, he covered it tightly with his big palm.

He felt that the back of her head had split open, and soon the blood wet his entire palm...

His heart suffocated countless times, and an unprecedented fear suddenly struck him.

He held the back of Quan Canjuan's head with one hand, and tightly grasped the hand that Quan Canjuan raised with difficulty with the other.

His voice was trembling and hoarse: "I'll take you to the hospital! I'll take you to find Tang Huai!"

Jinghua wanted to hug Quan Canjuan, but for some reason, his legs suddenly became weak.

A strong fear surrounded him, making him tremble all over.

Quan Canjuan, who had fainted, heard his voice and opened her eyes with difficulty.

Her eyes, pupils slowly dilated...

She said with her last breath, seemingly without sound: "Jinghua, I...I have always loved you, always..."

Jinghua's voice choked up as he said, "I know! I've always known it!"

"This time, I really...really...have to leave you...I...can't bear it...you must...must..."

Suddenly, Quan Canjuan's body twitched, and every time she twitched, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

"Canjuan?!"

Quan Can twitched painfully several times in succession, suddenly his body froze, his pupils were completely dilated, his eyes were open in pain, and he died!

The blood from the corner of his mouth slowly flowed down...

Canjuan?

Jinghua lowered his head and looked at Quan Canjuan blankly.

Quan Canjuan's eyes were not closed, filled with endless reluctance and longing.

"Canjuan?"

Jinghua's heart trembled violently.

He shook her body gently and she stopped moving.

A pain spread.

Jing Hua suddenly held her tightly in his arms, like a wounded beast, raising his head to vent his pain: "Ah - ah -"

Gu Jiajia stumbled down.

When she walked to Jinghua and saw the lifeless Quan Canjuan in his arms, as well as Jinghua and the blood on the ground, she was so frightened that her legs weakened and she knelt down: "Sister Canjuan..."

——

This is a very grand funeral!

It was the first time for people in Shuanglong Village, whether they were men, women, old or young, to see such a grand funeral!

This funeral was held for Quan Canjuan!

Quan Canjuan was considered dead by her family a few years ago, and her old family had already held a funeral for her.

According to the custom here, only one funeral can be held, and there will not be a second one, otherwise it will bring endless disasters to the family.

Her family did not know that Quan Canjuan was still alive, and Jinghua did not inform them.

Jinghua gave Quan Canjuan a title, wife!

She returned to Shuanglong Village for burial. From now on, he and his descendants will worship her every year!

At first, Mrs. Jing knew that Jinghua was bringing a woman he had not married back for burial, so she strongly opposed it.

But Jingxuan's troops came in large numbers, and Quan Canjuan was a comrade who played well during her lifetime.

They all came to see Quan Canjuan off.

No matter how dissatisfied Old Mrs. Jing was with such a grand funeral, she did not dare to object.

Tang Huai, Jing Xuan, Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, and even Jing Juntai also came back to attend the funeral.

Everyone who comes to the funeral wears black clothes.

When Quan Canjuan's coffin was lowered, everyone was solemn!

After the funeral, Jinghua knelt in front of the grave for a long time...

Gu Jiajia slowly walked over and stood behind Jinghua.

Looking at Quan Canjuan's grave.

On the tombstone, there is an inscription "Quan's daughter-in-law of the 38th generation of the Jing family".

Quan Canjuan had always longed to marry Jinghua during her lifetime.

However, she never truly became Jinghua's wife until her death.

After her death, she entered the Jing Family Ancestral Hall, but...

If you can’t enjoy it while alive, how can you enjoy it after death?

Gu Jiajia came forward, knelt down in front of the grave, offered incense to Quan Canjuan, and burned ingots...

She had a lot to say to Quan Canjuan, but she didn't say the last word.

While she was burning ingots (paper and money used in the underworld), she shed tears silently——

Jinghua left here until dark.

He was very sad and seemed not to notice that Gu Jiajia was kneeling next to him.

He stood up and left. Gu Jiajia turned around and looked at his sad figure sadly——

She got up and followed him: "Jinghua..."

Jing Hua stopped suddenly.

Gu Jiajia came forward and cried: "I'm sorry... I apologize to you on behalf of my mother..."

Apart from sadness, Jinghua's face showed indifference.

He looked at Gu Jiajia with cold eyes: "What's the use of being sorry? If you say I'm sorry a thousand or ten thousand times, Canjuan won't come back to life."

Gu Jiajia couldn't stand Jinghua's indifferent attitude. She looked at Jinghua with a heartbroken look: "What should I do...? What do you want me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything." Because there's no point in doing anything.

After Jinghua finished speaking, he strode away and ignored Gu Jiajia.

Gu Jiajia stood there and cried for a long time, then ran and caught up with Jinghua.

She came forward and tried to hold his hand, cautiously saying: "Jinghua, I..."

Jing Hua suddenly threw her hand away and said sternly: "Don't touch me!"

This is a path going down the mountain. There are many gravels on the path. Gu Jiajia was thrown away by Jinghua. Her feet slipped and she fell to the ground: "Ah...it hurts..."

Jing Hua paused, and his eyes hurt.