Ji stood alone at the entrance of the cemetery, holding a bunch of forget-me-nots in his hand, hesitating and daring to enter.

In this cemetery, there is her younger brother.

There were already many passers-by who were commemorating the dead around Ji. Ji stood alone from daytime to evening without moving.

Many passers-by were curious about what Ji was doing here. From the time they started to pay homage to the end of the memorial service, Ji was still there, without moving at all.

However, the passers-by who came to pay tribute were all in a heavy mood. Although they were curious about Ji's behavior, they were only curious. They did not give Ji too much attention and walked in a hurry.

The sun gradually set, and there were very few people coming to pay tribute, and Ji was still standing at the entrance of the cemetery.

Looking at the bouquet in his hand, Ji still couldn't overcome the difficulties in his heart, and his body was still trembling.

As long as she takes a step forward, she will involuntarily remember the tragic appearance of Sakuragiko's death when she died, her limbs were broken, and her eyes were dug.

"Brother" Ji held the bouquet in her hand tightly, and the appearance of Sakuragiko's death kept coming to her mind.

"It's still not possible." Ji Qing sighed, slowly squatted down and placed the bouquet at the entrance of the cemetery, turned around and left, extremely lonely.

Although Ji had already plucked up the courage to come to Hokkaido, he still couldn't step into the cemetery.

At this moment, Zhang Ziling was standing in a corner of the cemetery, quietly watching Ji Leave's back.

"Have you still been unable to pass the hurdle in your heart?" Zhang Ziling whispered, then walked towards a tombstone in the cemetery, looked at the dusty tombstone, and waved his right hand.

The smoke and dust were blown away, and the words on the tombstone gradually became clear.

The deceased brother Sakuragi Mon.

"Your sister is a good seedling," Zhang Ziling looked at the tombstone and said softly, "Today I will help her pay tribute to you."

"When she breaks through the psychological difficulties, her strength may be able to force her to control one of my magical artifacts. I wish you good luck." Forget-me-nots, who were placed by Ji at the entrance of the cemetery, appeared in Zhang Ziling's hands.

"Your sister's talent is indeed not easy for the saints of the sacred lands of Xuanxiao Great 6 to give birth to such geniuses on earth."

"It will be a matter of time before we can become a saint after a little training, but unfortunately she misses you too much."

Slowly put the bouquet in front of the tombstone, Zhang Ziling stood up and looked at the tombstone and said softly: "Is Sakuragi Miye? This is your real name, right?"

In the bottom right corner of the tombstone, the four words "Sakuragi Miye" are engraved, which should have been carved by Ji himself.

"Although he is a good seedling, the inner demon is indeed sad. I think the first holy son who chased me back then. He seems to be the guy who has the most hope of being promoted to a saint in that holy land? But he still died because of the inner demon." Zhang Ziling shook his head and smiled, unable to help but recall the past, "It's a line of life and death."

Zhang Ziling smiled, and his figure slowly disappeared from the spot, leaving only the petals of forget-me-not dancing gently in the wind.

"Boss, have a bottle of soju." Ji walked into a snack bar, sat directly on the stool, and said to the boss.

"Please wait."

Ji looked at the sky that was getting darker, sighed lightly, took out the jade that Zhang Ziling gave her, and watched quietly.

"I originally thought I could step in this time, but unfortunately I still didn't succeed." Ji smiled bitterly, "Master, he must be very disappointed, right?"

"When did I really treat him as my master?"

Ji fell into thoughts.

"Guest, your soju." The boss put the bottle in front of Ji.

"Thank you." Ji was stunned when he saw that the boss had already served her a cup, and then thanked her.

"It should be." The boss smiled, "Does the guest have something to worry about?"

"Can you see that?" Ji asked, looking at the middle-aged boss who was beautifully blessed in front of him.

"Yes," the boss sat opposite Ji and put a white towel on his shoulder. "When my girl had something to worry about, her expression was exactly the same as you."

"Is that right?" Hearing the boss's words, Ji couldn't help but hold his face with both hands. The light of the sè illuminated the shop particularly warmly.

"Uncle, look at your happy face, your daughter must be very cute, right?" Ji looked at the gentle smile on the boss's face and couldn't help but ask.

Before this, Ji had been wandering in the darkness, always accompanied by cold bǐ   shou and hot blood. She rarely saw the gentle smile of an ordinary person like the shop owner.

"My girl has passed away for two years."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Ji was stunned when he heard the boss's words, and then quickly apologized.

"It's okay, it's all over." The boss took out an old picture of zhao     pian. There was a girl on the picture of twelve or thirteen. "Every time I see this picture of zhao                                                                                             �

"Are you cute?" The boss smiled, his eyes full of spoiling.

"But won't you miss her like this?" Ji looked at the boss in confusion, "She is no longer by your side."

"But in my heart, she is still alive!" The boss smiled at Ji, "As long as I know, she is still alive in my heart, that's enough."

"In my opinion, a person's real death is only after the last person who remembers him dies, and he truly leaves the world."

"So long as I'm still alive, she won't die."

Hearing the boss's words, Ji felt something was touched in his heart, but he couldn't say what it was.

Ji can read from the boss's eyes that his daughter is really living in his heart!

"Look at me, I've said so much when I think of my daughter, it's really annoying!" Soon, the boss recovered and smiled at Ji.

"No, it's okay."

"I have to go and greet other guests, please use it slowly." The boss stood up, wrapped a white towel around his head, and smiled at Ji, "Customer, look forward!"

"Look forward?" Ji murmured at the clear soju in the cup.

Ji turned his gaze to the boss who was very busy but still had a smile on his face. The throbbing in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Soon, Ji suddenly stood up.

"Boss, don't look for it!" Ji put the money on the table and rushed out directly.

"This girl" the boss walked to the table, looked at the money on the table and shook his head and smiled.

"Sir, I've done everything you told me to do." The boss collected the money Ji put on the table, then turned around and walked to the corner of the store, and said respectfully to a young man, "That customer seems to have figured it out a lot."

"Yes." Zhang Ziling took off his sunglasses, took out a step-by-step note and placed it on the table.

"This is the final payment, you did a good job." Zhang Ziling stood up and said in a plain tone, "Your daughter's surgery should be enough."

"Thank you! Thank you! Sir, you are such a great person!"

Looking at the thick stack of money on the table, the boss was a little excited. He never thought that he could get so much money just by talking!

What a kind person!

"Although his expression was still a little stiff when he spoke, fortunately the girl didn't seem to show up."

"No matter what, the purpose is to achieve it anyway." Zhang Ziling smiled and left the shop under the respectful escort of the boss.
Chapter completed!