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"You don't need to say it." Lord Tanlang said, "It's good that you come back, Tanlang's lineage has finally waited for his successor."

The little wolf's voice hesitated: "Master Tanlang, boss, second brother, what about 33 and them? I'm not here, so they should be able to inherit the position of Lord Tanlang, right?"

"I killed them. I killed the first [-] inheritors." The old man said with sadness in his tone, "You haven't come back since the eleventh. Die...but I don't believe..."

The old man's voice became high: "Little wolf, you surpassed me at the age of ten. If I hadn't cared that you were still young and couldn't handle the world well, I would have passed this position on to you long ago. I have always believed that you He will be the most outstanding Star Lord of the Tanlang lineage, and can lead the Tanlang lineage to new glory."

"Master Greedy Wolf..." The little wolf said bitterly, "No need, kill them..."

"They have been waiting for you too. But you reached the age of majority a few months ago, and they thought you were dead, so they started fighting again." The old man's voice was always sad, "Because I didn't protect you well back then, let you Missing, so I feel depressed, and now I have run out of fuel, and the time is running out."

"Master Greedy Wolf..." The little wolf had already started crying.

The old man smiled comfortably: "The Xingjun of the other lines also asked me to quickly decide on successors... So I did it, anyway, you will come back on the eleventh, and they will die sooner or later. It’s good to stop other people’s idea of ​​making me a successor.”

"It's not Eleven's Greedy Wolf Lord, so don't worry about it." The old man said forcefully, with absolute conviction, as if he had always believed in this truth, which cannot be changed or distorted.

"Master Tanlang... how do you believe that I will definitely come back... If I hadn't met Big Brother Bai, if I hadn't recovered my memory..." Little Wolf said in a daze, "I definitely won't come back."

"Eleventh, there are not so many 'what ifs'. Didn't you come back?" The old man laughed, with relief in his sadness, "This shows that my belief is right. You are back, and I should go down to accompany you Those kids are gone, Tanlang is from the lineage, and I will rely on you from now on."

The little wolf fell silent, Song Jing was listening outside, frowning slightly, hoping that he could figure it out and not be overwhelmed by self-blame.

Silence brought depression, the little wolf's mind was uncertain, Bai Langying smiled at Song Jing, and opened and closed his lips silently - care about yourself, you have to trust him and yourself.

Song Jing closed her eyes, pursed her lips lightly and smiled, she should have believed in the little wolf, because he was the only heir recognized by Lord Tanlang.

"I know. Lord Tanlang, I will take on the responsibility of Tanlang's lineage." The little wolf suddenly spoke, his tone was serious and loud, as if he had made a great determination, "I will not let big brother and the others die in vain."

Song Jing opened her slender eyes and smiled lightly.

"That's good." The old man's tone was a little emotional, a little relieved, a little satisfied, a little relieved, and said leisurely, "That's good."

"Wenqu, prepare for the inheritance ceremony." The old man said softly, "I want to go down early to accompany those children."

Qu Yuansheng was startled, and sighed softly: "Okay."

084 stone carving

Qu Yuansheng is Wen Qu, the master of the Tianquan Palace, and the only star king with low combat effectiveness in the Big Dipper.The things he is responsible for are all rituals and sacrifices. For example, the inheritance of Xingjun needs Wenqu to take over.

Beidou's inheritance is extremely secret, Xiaolang, Lord Tanlang and Qu Yuansheng also avoided other people and went to the forbidden area of ​​Beidou to hold the ceremony.

The remaining Song Jing and Bai Langying stayed on Tanlang Peak, doing nothing.

Fortunately, the surrounding scenery is good, and I feel very happy when I look at the sky and the trees without anything to do.

On this day, Song Jing was walking leisurely with Bai Langying, but was stopped by a young man who appeared suddenly.

The man had a handsome appearance, with a shy look, and the worry in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "Excuse me, is there any ghost doctor among you?"

Song Jing glanced at Bai Langying, in Beidou, there were people looking for him, his reputation was really great.

Bai Langying looked at him with a smile: "Who told you that the ghost doctor came to Beidou?"

The man was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I don't know his name, but he is wearing a black silk shirt, and his face is pale, like..." He paused, embarrassed to continue.

Bai Langying helped him finish with a smile: "Like an ancient corpse, right?"

The man nodded embarrassingly, as if he felt sorry for others by such a metaphor.

"Bai Xiangsi." Bai Langying said softly, "Sure enough, he can't be allowed to run around."

Xiangsi separated from them afterwards, saying that he wanted to go to the dense forest to find some rocks, Bai Langying also agreed, but asked him to be quiet.

"You are the ghost doctor." The man bowed respectfully, "My name is Jingqiu, and I am the descendant of Yuheng."

He raised his head, and the imprint of a silver-white folding fan gradually appeared on his forehead. He looked carefree and unrestrained, exuding a romantic taste.

Song Jing raised her eyelids in surprise, but couldn't tell that such a shy and harmless person, like the little wolf, had received the inheritance of Xingjun.As long as Xing Jun dies, he can ascend the throne directly.

"Jingqiu?" Bai Langying raised his eyebrows, "Don't you Beidou people only have numbers and no names?"

Jingqiu smiled shyly: "Master Lianzhen said that a title is just a code name, but a code name can also be elegant. If something like a number, Jingqiu, or something can make the person who is called and called feel comfortable, then what is the name?" name."

"Master Lianzhen said that he wanted to call me Jingqiu, so I will be called Jingqiu." Jingqiu's eyes were full of admiration and love, and he smiled at Bai Langying, "If the ghost doctor is not used to this name, , You can also call me Yuheng Liu."

"Then Jingqiu, what can you do with me?" Bai Langying asked, "You Beidou people, do you still need me to see a doctor?"

"It is indeed necessary." Jingqiu bent down respectfully, with a sincere and sincere tone, "I will invite Lord Ghost Doctor to treat Lord Yuheng on behalf of Lord Yuheng."

Bai Langying laughed, "There's no need to be so formal, it's okay anyway, so why not go and have a look."

He looked at Song Jing: "How about going together? Yuheng Xingjun is a rare and affectionate person, and he is also well-known in the monk circle."

Song Jing nodded: "It's good to think of it as walking around."

The three of them controlled the magic weapon, pierced the sky from Tanlang Peak, and flew towards Yuheng Peak.

Falling down on the hillside of Yuheng Peak, Jingqiu led the way for Bai Langying: "Today is the death taboo of Lord Wenqu. Lord Yuheng is paying homage on the cliff. I hope Lord Ghost Doctor can wait for a while... Although such a request is very Disrespectful...but..."

Jingqiu bowed his head sadly: "Master Yuheng is already weak because of years of mourning. I am worried about this time, after he goes up the mountain this time..."

"I know." Bai Langying interrupted his words, and said softly, "I have heard about the fact that this generation of Yuheng Xingjun carved memorials for old friends every year."

He turned to Song Jing, as if explaining, but also as if he simply wanted to tell the story, and said indifferently: "Do you know that Youhua River changed a lot back then?"

"I know a little bit." Song Jing heard Lou Lan say it for the first time, "40 years ago, the Youhua River was suddenly freezing cold, and a large number of monks went to explore the secrets, but they never returned... You mean..."

Song Jing suddenly remembered what Lou Lanci said at that time——

"It seems that a man of the Beidou lineage, who looked very powerful, also disappeared into the river, probably dead. I heard that another star king of the Beidou, after learning of the death of the man, went up to the top of the mountain to mourn. After crying for seven days and seven nights, every year on that day, I will mourn on the cliff and carve a statue of that person every year, and now there should be forty statues."

Somewhat dazed, Song Jing looked at Bai Langying: "The person mourning for my friend is Yuheng Xingjun?"

Bai Langying nodded silently: "The dead Xingjun was the former Wenqu Xingjun. The current Qu Yuansheng is his successor."

"Today is the death day of Lord Wenqu in the past, and Master Yuheng has gone up the mountain again." Jingqiu couldn't hide the worry on his brows, "Every year today, Master Yuheng will be particularly sad, and the thoughts and sorrows that have been accumulated for a year will be lost. Let it out...but his body..."

Bai Langying patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "We'll just wait for Yuheng Xingjun to come down from the cliff. If there is any accident due to excessive sadness, I will take good care of him."

Jingqiu forced a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Ghost Doctor."

"Take us to the bottom of the cliff." Bai Langying smiled lightly, "Jing Qiu, we'll wait for him at the bottom of the cliff."

Jingqiu bowed deeply, then got up, and led the way to the cliff.

To the north of Yuheng Peak is a cliff that rises abruptly. Song Jing and others walked to the foot of the cliff, raised their eyes to look up, and with their spiritual eyes, they could clearly see the situation above.

I saw it, so I was suddenly amazed.

There is no vegetation on it, it is a bare gray stone wall, large and small stones are scattered everywhere, looking very barren.

But from left to right, large and small, are sculptures of the same person.

Or half body, or full body, some are young, some are young, some are young, some are middle-aged...

The expressions are different, sad or happy, contemplative or chuckling, serious or kind...

Although the sculptures are of different sizes, postures, and ages, Song Jing can tell that the sculptures are the same person, lifelike and vivid, as if clearly showing a person's life and describing a person. real life stories of people.

What kind of feelings do you have to pour into a person to carve this