A mysterious smile suddenly flashed across Jiang Ling's face, and he coughed calmly, and said naturally: "Don't worry, Ah He is the first to go out. He has gone to Jing'an Temple to help you find a master to make a temple. It is not feasible to recite the scriptures for 49 days, but it is still okay to be saved."

Takahashi Hashi was a little surprised and waved his hand and said hurriedly: "No, the monks don't want to come to my house now. Ah... Du Hejun is going to be rejected."

After thinking about it, he said, "My parents are easy-going people and they don't care about these minor details. If you can come, I think they are already very pleased."

Jiang Ling shrugged, thinking that it was not just a monk, but Du He wanted to do a lot, but I can't tell you a girl movie in advance.

After a haha, regardless of the uneasiness of Takahashi Haiyu, Jiang Ling called on Sister Jiang who was rushing over to start redesigning the mourning hall.

Takahashi Hashi wandered for the middle of the night, looking towards the courtyard gate from time to time, his anxious expression could not be concealed.

Nowadays, the people in Shanghai hate the Eastern people more than Britain and France, and their family is the target of public criticism. Du He, the most frustrated person, went to ask the monk to save the people of the "sinner" family. The difficulty and pressure can be imagined.

The facts were exactly as expected by Takahashi Haiyu. At the beginning, the monks in Jing'an Temple did not want to receive what Du He asked for, but their hard work paid off. Du He beat his face torn, and finally brought seven monks near midnight.

Although there are few people, they are all complete with magical instruments and robes. When doing rituals, they are solemn and unsimplified. They are so moved by Hiroshi Takahashi, who has been a child, who has been accustomed to Buddhism with his mother since childhood.

However, what was even more surprised by Takahashi Haiyu that on the occasion of destiny, before she returned to her room to prepare for the declaration ceremony, Takahashi Haiyu was stopped by Du He and led directly to those masters.

Takahashi Hashi gave the monks a little crampedly, looking at Du He in confusion, a little hurried.

Du He had a little dark eyes and a haggard expression, but his face was firm. His expression made Takahashi Haiyu feel soft and he couldn't say anything urged.

"Ahe..."

Takahashi Hashi couldn't help but murmur.

Du He whispered, then turned to Takahashi Haiyu and solemnly took Takahashi Haiyu's hand.

Just as the scene in a dream reappeared, Takahashi Haiyu heard Du He say in a trance: "Haiyu, I know I am not a qualified partner yet, but I can't wait to be with you, protect you, and protect you. I don't care about the people outside. I just ask you, are you willing to spend your life with me?"

Of course I do! I am willing to be Du Hejun’s wife, take care of her husband and children, and have a happy family!

Takahashi Hashi heard his heart screaming wildly.

But at the end, Takahashi Hashi still shook his head with tears in his eyes.

Her pale lips were bitten again and bloody, and tears at the corners of Takahashi Haiyu's eyes were like a stream. She shook her head in despair and whimpered: "Du Hejun, I'm sorry, I can't marry you anymore..."

"Haiyu... You don't have to think too much about me. I have already thought about it. When the two elders are mourning, we will put down everything here and go back to our hometown, or anywhere you want to go to Britain. There will always be a place for us to breathe."

Du Helian helped Takahashi Haiyu wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and persuaded her softly.

Jiang Ling, who was watching secretly, turned his head and snorted softly, "You are still a man." He then suddenly smiled, "It's not embarrassing that I brought out."

However, at this time, a few rapid sounds of stepping on the ground came, and Jiang Ling swept over with a sharp expression, and saw that three black-clothed warriors had arrived.

"There is not the place you should go ahead, so stay."

Jiang Ling lazily stretched out one foot and said with a bad look.

"The people inside are not something you Chinese can get involved in, you should be enlightened!"

The leading warrior shouted loudly, drew his sword in an instant, and slashed towards Jiang Ling with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Jiang Ling sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, raised his hands above his head, avoiding the blade by a slight difference, and accurately caught the warrior's blade!

"Go, auntie plays this when she was three years old. Are you scaring the children?" Jiang Ling mocked with interest, which made the warrior who wanted to scare the samurai who had entered the past look angry. He withdrew the knife and used five points of true power to slash again.

"You're looking for death!"

"I think you are looking for death."

An extremely calm sentence came from Takahashi's mouth, and then a dark pistol was pressed on the temple of the black-clothed warrior.

Everyone's movements were still, only Takahashi Hashi slowly fastened the trigger.

With a dark barrel, brown handle, and simple line design, Du He is still unknown to this pistol, but a few years later, the pistol named Taisho Type 14 will be equipped with the entire Japanese army and become the terrifying sickle of the god of death.

But even if you don’t know the origin of this pistol, Du He also knows that something has changed.

Takahashi Hashi's expression was still cold. He looked at the black-clothed samurai as if he was looking at a corpse, and said coldly, "You disturbed my guest, Jun Watanabe."

Jun Watanabe had a cold sweat on his forehead, disgusted, disdainful, panic, and slutty inside. Finally, he bent down honestly and said respectfully: "Madam, I just can't stand you too close to outsiders, which will make the general unhappy."

Takahashi Hashi turned the pistol without thinking and hit Jun Watanabe hard with the handle of the gun. After a "slap", the three samurai fell to the ground without saying a word.

"General Watanabe is unhappy and can punish me. I am unhappy. You will die. Do you understand?"

Takahashi Hashi looked down at the three people on the ground indifferently, and the pistol had disappeared in the palm of his hand at some point.

The three of them shouted "hi" in unison.

Takahashi Hashi closed his eyes in disgust, "Get out, disappear before my eyes."

The three of them quickly left the courtyard.

At this moment, the three people who were left between the courtyard corridors didn't know what expression to face each other.

Takahashi Haiyu turned his back to Du He. Du He looked at Takahashi Haiyu's back, Jiang Ling looked at Du He's side face, and the three of them were speechless for a moment.

"Look, Du Hejun, I said, we can't be together."

Takahashi Haiyu's voice was very relaxed, but she still didn't turn her head, afraid that Du He would see the sadness on her face and that she would be soft-hearted.

Du He nodded, and there seemed to be something empty but existing in his body that was pulled away. This man who just decided to become the head of the family and be a man who sheltered his woman from the wind and rain felt that he was facing great sadness in an instant.

He knew that Takahashi Haiyu was right and they couldn't be together again.

It was not because of that gun, not because of the general named Watanabe, nor because of that word "Madam".

Because he is a Chinese, Takahashi Hashi chose to become an oriental.
Chapter completed!