A pile of steamed buns is ordinary, only at the height of knees. There are stones pressed on the top, and there are a few grasses on the grave, and there are sparsely dotted with a few crooked trees around it.
There is an unstandard stone plaque in front of the tomb, with four big characters on it: “Tomb of Qiao Dazhi”.
There are many graves far away, with a slightly taller slant. This is a mass grave. Rich people don’t come here to bury people. They are all paupers coming here. They pay attention to building a tomb similar to Qiao Da, erect a small monument, and if they are not particular, they can just dig a pit and throw it in, and put some floating soil on it.
Some people who are not stingy and have no relatives are thrown here directly. Between the graves, you can see some pale skeletons from time to time.
It seems that Aunt Pang and Huang Baozheng have put some effort into Qiao Da. It is amazing that a corpse can achieve this level.
Three wisps of blue smoke rose up.
A head of Wu Tuan Jianshi was placed in front of Qiao Da’s grave, a roast chicken and a bottle of wine, and a pile of burning paper money. Ding Yi paid so much attention to Qiao Da.
He respectfully bowed his fists and said: “Grandpa, there are only so many things that Ding can do for the Qiao family. I hope that Grandpa will join a wealthy family in the next life and enjoy a peaceful life.”
Ding Yi was very surprised. If Yun Ge was his previous life, Qiao Da should be his elder, but this elder has been separated by countless generations, and time is like a dream, and he is deeply moved.
Recently, Ding Yi felt free, and once again began to feel like a bystander. Although he was doing things with his own hands and his ideas and decisions were all his own, during the process of doing things, he always felt that he could withdraw from them at any time, like a third party.
If it weren’t for the unstable soul and unwell of the body, Ding Yi would not have been in a hurry to avenge Qiao Da’s revenge.
“Oh, grandpa, maybe I’m leaving. I don’t know if Yun Ge can survive. The Jin army went south, the mountains and rivers changed color, and there were no ten people left. Unfortunately, I can only do the things in front of me.”
Ding Yi was not sure how long he could stay in the late Song Dynasty of the Northern Song Dynasty. He had no confidence in Yun Ge’s ability. Therefore, when he could still control the situation, he did everything he could do. After he left, he would return to the bridge, return to the road, and everyone would take care of his own.
After bowing a few times, Ding Yi resolutely bid farewell to Qiao Da and entered Yanggu County.
“Bang!” Accompanied by the sound of the broken door, the two servants on duty in front of the door fell and fell to the ground.
“Wu Yueniang came out and died!” Ding Yi’s voice was clear and ethereal, covering several miles of radius.
“Who?”
“Who?”
“Bold and crazy thief!”
“Go and inform Baozheng.”
“Report to the official, report to the official!”
Ximen Qing died, but Ximen’s family members were not small. After a while, the front yard was in the yard.Then more than a dozen gangs and soldiers ran out, talking to each other, and they became a mess.
Ding Yi was too lazy to pay attention to them and warned: “Wu Tuanlian is dead. Come today and destroy Ximen Qing’s whole family. If you don’t want to die or do it, get out. If you keep a stick of incense in the house, kill them!”
“Who are you?”
Ding Yi did not answer, took out the incense, took out the fire from his sleeve, and ignited the fire, and a little spark of Mars slowly lit up.
Seeing the two doors with blood stains, everyone was wandering around and did not dare to step forward. Someone shouted, “I’m notifying the mistress.”
When it was half a stick of incense, Ximen Qing’s wife Wu Yueniang finally came out.
An old woman who was accompanying Wu Yueniang came out tremblingly: “Who is the guy? How can I come to Ximen Mansion to cause trouble?”