manynovel Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Even though Lingxi didn't have much grief over the death of the Imperial God Academy, after all, he was the patriarch of the other side flower clan, and he still had to do it.
For example, funerals.
Ninjas do not pay as much attention to these rules and etiquette as ordinary people, and as a tool ninja, death is a common thing.
If every ninja dies there is a funeral, even if not every day.
However, Mijin-in is no longer a ninja, and the people in the clan want to give him the last ride like ordinary people.
In Lingxi's opinion, the original Imperial God Academy may last a while longer, but he directly sent him to the Pure Land of Bliss with a word, so is he considered a murderer of him?
Does Lord Mijin-sama still want to see his face?
She knelt quietly among the clansmen dressed in black, and when someone came to mourn, she bent down with the others to salute in return.
Such a thing has never been done before, because she has been hated since she was a child, no one's funeral will let her appear, this time, the reason why she appeared here was also Tianteng let her come.
He said: "In the next two years, my grandfather always felt guilty about you, and presumably he also wanted you to give him one last ride. "
Do you still have to fight with a dead person?
Lingxi did not speak, but appeared at the funeral according to the time.
A funeral is probably the last time a person stays on earth after completing his life.
Gojinin died, and his relatives helped him hold a grand funeral, but Jiraiya died but sank to the bottom of the rain.
Whether it is an ordinary person or a ninja, once it is defined as a tool, the ending is a bit sloppy.
In the other side of the flower family, there is a custom of guarding the spirit for seven days, even after the funeral, the close ones need to keep the spirit for him for seven days until the soul completely leaves for the pure land.
Lingxi naturally belonged to the important people of the Imperial God Academy, and she didn't say much, just stayed there quietly.
In the past few days, Tianteng has come every day, but he can't stay long.
Listening to the clansmen, his current situation is very difficult, and Lord Mijinin handed over the position of patriarch to him before his death, and some people from the Hanamoto family on the other side, headed by Weeping Water, did not agree, and the two sides had a very unpleasant fight.
This is what Lingxi has long thought of, a foreigner surnamed to be the patriarch of the other side of the flower clan, just listening to it, he feels how difficult the road ahead.
That day, when Tianteng came, there was only Lingxi alone in the ancestral hall of the guarding spirit.
He wore a black regular dress, and his waist-length hair was tied high above his head, so he looked a little more mature than usual.
Lingxi knelt on the ground and looked up at him, his cold, handsome and childish face was full of tiredness, and even the bottom of his eyes was a faint dark blue.
Lingxi thought of what the Imperial God Temple said that day, and he said that he wanted to give the position of patriarch to Tianteng for his own sake.
Tenteng went straight to the shrine seat of the Gojin-in Temple and burned incense to worship.
He knelt down and looked at the statue of the Gojin-in temple, with a complicated expression on his face but did not say anything.
This is this time, the two of them are together when there is a rare silent time, Tianteng has a lot of things to say to Lingxi, but after thinking about it, he dismissed this idea, he just had a headache alone, or don't share this distress with Lingxi.
Lingxi felt a little sorry, she didn't look at him, just asked lightly, "Does Brother Tianteng feel tired?"
Tianteng's eyes moved, and after a moment of silence, he replied gently, "Ah, a little." "
Is it because of the grief and sadness of the death of Lord Gojin-in, or is it because of the struggle with Waisui for the position of patriarch?"
Hearing Lingxi say this, a hint of surprise instantly welled up in Tianteng's silent eyes, and he turned his face to look at Lingxi who was kneeling on the futon a few steps away, and asked, "Do you know about this?"
Lingxi didn't answer positively, she looked into his eyes and said, "If you don't want to be this patriarch, don't fight, I don't care, he can't help me." "
Do you even know this?
Tianteng's eyes darkened a little, from the moment the Imperial God Temple handed over the position of patriarch to him, Tianteng vowed to protect her and let her choose her life freely, instead of repeatedly compromising to do what she was unwilling to do because of the desolate skeleton sealed in her body.
"Lingxi, I promised my grandfather that I can't let you fall into the hands of the weeping water."
As soon as Lingxi wanted to open her mouth to say something, Tianteng took a step ahead of her and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, we have grown up together since childhood, even if we can't become my wife, at least I still see you as a sister, we all know what kind of person this person is, he will do everything in order to sit in the position of patriarch."
"But I'm not the little girl I used to be with no skills, am I?"
"Well," Tianteng smiled tiredly, "but this person has a heavy mind and can do everything, I don't dare to take risks, and I can't kill him..." As he spoke, a murderous aura was unabashedly revealed from Tianteng's eyes.
Lingxi looked at him woodenly, this was the first time in so long that she had seen murderous aura on Tianteng's face without facing an enemy.
Killing clansmen is a heinous thing in any family, and unless they commit a capital crime, they cannot be easily killed.
As long as he lives, he may do a lot of things that people can't prevent, which is the headache of Tianteng.
In this way, he must firmly grasp the position of patriarch in his own hands, and all he wants is the right to speak.
Only in this way can Lingxi freely choose his later life.
He couldn't let her fall into the hands of the weeping water.
"I just don't want you to do what you don't want to do because of my things, and I don't deserve your efforts."
Lingxi's attitude was cold and distant, and Tianteng looked at her for a long time, his eyes sad.
Falling in love with someone is like facing an army attacking a city defenselessly, watching the other person wreak havoc on your territory without resistance, and you willingly.
Looking at the expressionless Lingxi for a long time, Tianteng suddenly loosened his body, put his hands behind him, and laughed helplessly while supporting the ground.
During this time, his spirit was highly tense, like a tight bowstring, and he did not dare to relax in the slightest, but at this moment, in the face of Lingxi's attitude of not caring about staying out of the matter, he was a little broken.
His efforts seemed completely unnecessary to her, and his protection of her seemed to her to be self-inflicted.
The wind blew the pure white veil in the ancestral hall, obviously there were two people here, but Tianteng felt that there was no one, and neither of them seemed to be there.
Looking at the expressionless face, Tianteng felt very embarrassed, and couldn't help but say: "The difference between liking and disliking is really big, you don't like me, you don't care what I do for you, you like him, even if he doesn't do anything, you still like him with a dead heart." "
How come my feelings for Lingxi are not as deep as Lingxi's feelings for Kakashi?
One thing down one thing, that's about it.
But Lingxi did not agree with Tianteng's words, she shook her head gently, and her crow-feathered-like eyelashes covered her amber-bead-like eyes.
"Kakashi didn't do nothing, he did so much for me, so much that I didn't know where to start with you for a while, but you didn't know what he did."
"Hmph-" Tianteng smiled disdainfully, he felt that it was too ridiculous for himself to be so tired and struggling like this.
Isn't it funny that others don't care about his efforts, but he still thinks about moving himself?
However, even if it was treated as a joke, he still didn't want to put her in danger...