At this moment, Wu Feiyan deftly separated out a stack of yellow paper, spread it flat on the ground, supported it with a mold, started from the upper left corner, and hammered the tail of the cylinder violently, leaving a circle on the stack of yellow paper. The shape of the outer circle and the square circle in the middle.

This, in fact, represents the copper coins used in ancient China.

Copper coins were the main currency of the ancients. Therefore, the copper coins produced in this way were burned to the dead, which was the real paper money in the hearts of the ancients.

Burning such paper money to the deceased can ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing on the other side.

This way of making paper money is basically hard to see nowadays. In the current funeral industry, no one is still producing such cheap and simple products. Even the most basic paper money is printed with the head of the Jade Emperor, writing Banknotes printed on the face of Tiandi Bank.

But for Wu Feiyan, she still has the habit of using yellow paper to make money to pay homage to the souls of the dead, so this time she came to southern Yunnan, she specially brought yellow paper and the mold that has been used for hundreds of years.

At this time, Wu Feiyan had completely ignored the young people she met just now. In her opinion, those people were completely different from her in the world, so she didn't need to pay attention to them, let alone care about them. The mental journey was almost exactly the same as Lin Waner's prediction, Lin Waner bet right!

So, after she concentrated on putting all the yellow paper on dense copper coins, she got up to pick up a convenient branch, and then, she used that branch to clear a flat area on the ground.

Then, Wu Feiyan took out the lighter, ignited one of the yellow papers, and then threw the ignited yellow paper back to the center of the flat ground, and then began to fill it with paper one by one.

Looking at the burning flames and the ashes rolled up by the heat wave, Wu Feiyan's eyes were filled with tears, and she whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "Brother Zhulu, Feiyan is here to see you..."

Wu Feiyan hadn't come to Lin Zhulu's tomb to worship for many years.

Although she hasn't come back for hundreds of years, she can still tell where Lin Zhulu's tomb is.

Even though the tombstone of the Clothes Tomb had been destroyed by herself, and even those graves had disappeared with the passage of time, she was still able to find the location of Lin Zhulu's Clothes Tomb.

Although she knew that Lin Zhulu's body was not buried here, Wu Feiyan still regarded this place as the closest place to her senior brother.

Her mood at the moment was filled with sadness, remorse, and even a bit of resentment.

When I had mixed feelings, the past events of that year rushed to my heart like a tide.

At the beginning, Wu Feiyan attacked Lin Zhulu impulsively because of love and hatred, and Lin Zhulu disappeared from her eyes in an instant. She expected that Lin Zhulu must be sent to Lin Wan'er by the ring given by her master, so she hurried out of the mountain, Go to southern Yunnan to find it.

However, the road from Shiwan Dashan to southern Yunnan was dangerous and far away, and Wu Feiyan was one of the most important criminals arrested by the Qing government. By the time she tried her best to get to southern Yunnan, Lin Wan'er had disappeared, and Lin Zhulu had already been buried. .

It was only then that Wu Feiyan knew that her senior brother, whose cultivation was higher than her own, was actually stabbed to death by her own sword.

In fact, Wu Feiyan didn't really want to kill Lin Zhulu at first.

All she wanted was to snatch away the Everlasting Green Pill and the ring that Master had left for Lin Zhulu.

Moreover, in her opinion, with Lin Zhulu's strength, even if he was stabbed in the heart with his own sword, he would never die because of it.

After all, Lin Zhulu also mastered spiritual energy. Although Lin Zhulu's cultivation base was not high at that time, and his spiritual energy was not pure and abundant, he could use spiritual energy to temporarily stabilize the injury, and then slowly use spiritual energy to heal the wound Recovery, within a month or two, will definitely be able to recover as before.

When she arrived in southern Yunnan and made many inquiries and found out that Lin Zhulu had been buried, she couldn't believe it was true anyway.

However, after insinuating from many people, she finally confirmed that Lin Zhulu was indeed dead, and that it was his daughter who organized the funeral for him.

At that moment, Wu Feiyan regretted it too much.

But no matter how regretful she was, she couldn't bring the dead back to life, so she turned regret into anger, feeling that Lin Zhulu would rather die than accept her sincerity for a woman who had been dead for many years.

Later, she brutally destroyed the tombstones of Lin Zhulu and Lin Wan'er's mother, and she never came here again after that.

She never came, not because she had let go of Lin Zhulu in her heart.

On the contrary, after more than three hundred years, she still couldn't forget that handsome and imposing man. JrNovels.com