Zhou Xun's funeral was not real at all.

He helped him change into a clean outfit, put him in the coffin made by Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhou, and sorted out his few personal items and placed them around.

Put the coffin into the pit dug by Zhao Ganyu and He Mingjie, and seal the coffin with soil again.

"I, what am I doing?" Looking at the mound of soil in front of him, He Mingjie suddenly jumped out.

"I'm saying goodbye to my classmates, roommates, and comrades-in-arms." Zhao Ganyu replied to him, "I'll live well after promising him."

During the whole process, Liu Shasha and Wu Zihao both hid aside. Wu Zihao was fine. With Su Yueming's comfort, he was just frustrated by what happened, and was sad and sad about Zhou Xun's death like others.

Liu Shasha was different. She was almost crazy. She was as crazy as she was when she was in a premature state. She kept looking at the front with empty eyes, no matter who told her, she didn't respond. Only He Mingjie asked her to drink water, she would drink water, and let her eat, she would eat. She would say nothing else.

When Zhou Xun was buried, even Wu Zihao arrived at the scene. He quietly looked at Zhou Xun's grave and apologized to him in his heart. All of this was seen by Zhao Ganyu. He understood that Wu Zihao was guilty, but he didn't know how to express it.

But Liu Shasha locked herself in the wooden house.

It was shaking there, and it looked like it was about to collapse. There were explosion fragments and residual nail metal everywhere. She didn't care, but just sat quietly alone. He Mingjie was worried about her safety and kept calling her under the window, but was stopped by Su Yueming. Su Yueming said that she understood He Mingjie's feelings, but the least needed thing now is to press forward step by step, and give Liu Shasha some time to face herself. All He Mingjie could do was to continue waiting as before.

"Wu Zihao, please give it a ride." Zhao Ganyu walked to Wu Zihao and patted him on the back hard, "Use your favorite music and Zhou Xun's favorite song."

What Zhou Xun likes is an old foreign song with melodious melody and charming, and the brisk rhythm is accompanied by continuous lyrics, which makes people feel very relaxed.

Wu Zihao nodded. After a long time, he picked up his guitar, tried the strings, adjusted the angle, and slowly played a song that broke into his heart.

No one spoke, even Liu Shasha opened the window and listened quietly.

At the end of a song, Wu Zihao suddenly shouted out loud: "Brother Zhou Xun! I have given my life by you. I will live with your share in the future. I will live a good life! No matter where I am!"

Zhou Xun's funeral seemed simple and grand. This funeral remained deeply in everyone's hearts until a long time later. His tombstone was engraved in everyone's hearts.

With Zhou Xun's death and Liu Shasha's closing herself again, building a new wooden house had to be put on the agenda. Although He Mingjie insisted that it would be better to stay away from the crowd in the Cultivation Cave, others tend to return to the island.

"Brother Gan Yu, I have an idea." Mi Xueling pulled Zhao Gan Yu aside, "I think He Mingjie wants to return to the Immortal Cultivation Cave because Liu Shasha recovered from the Immortal Cultivation Cave last time. He must think that it would be better for Liu Shasha."

Zhao Ganyu nodded: "I understand. If something happens to you, I will definitely have the same reaction as He Mingjie."

Mi Xueling bent her lips and smiled: "I don't know, Brother Gan Yu, don't say that."

"Oh, I don't mean that." Zhao Ganyu explained hurriedly, which made Mi Xueling wave his hands repeatedly.

The project of building a new wooden house was originally left to Wu Zihao for full responsibility. Unexpectedly, Wu Zihao became humble this time. He first asked everyone about their needs, and then asked Uncle Zhou and Wang, who had experience in helping build a house. After working hard for several days, he began to draw the drawings.

The drawings this time are much simpler than before, and even Zhao Ganyu, who is an amateur, can understand them. Even Li Moxian understands the general meaning. This time, the wooden house basically refers to the thatched hut structure of the Xiuxian Cave. Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, it does not simply separate everyone according to gender, but has formed courtyards of all sizes.

For example, Li Moxian wanted to be closer to the vegetable field, Zhao Ganyu wanted a place to observe the sea surface, Mi Xueling wanted a yard to plant flowers, Su Yueya wanted a barbecue terrace, and Su Yueming asked to live with Wu Zihao. Uncle Zhou and Uncle Wang said that they didn’t have many requirements, just a drying yard at the door. Zhao Ganyu was similar, and the only requirement was that the kitchen was spacious. He Mingjie did not make the request. He was still immersed in the sadness of his classmate’s death, believing that he abandoned Zhou Xun and caused all this and was not qualified to make a request.

Wu Zihao also tried to ask Liu Shasha. She looked sober, but she did not answer Wu Zihao's questions. Su Yueming helped to ask. Maybe she was really annoyed. Liu Shasha waved her hands when she saw Wu Zihao again.

So Liu Shasha's residence is with He Mingjie. On both sides of the same courtyard, the distance between the two is neither close nor far. Wu Zihao said that he hopes everything will be just right and will come naturally.

This time, there is still division of labor and cooperation. With previous experience, the process of cutting trees and cutting trees is very fast. The skilled Zhao Ganyu accelerates from killing a few trees every day to dozens of trees. The cut trees will be divided into branches and trunks. The tiny trunks are used as firewood and used to make small pieces, while the trunks are used to build houses.

"This foundation is very important." Uncle Zhou said while throwing out a pot of soil. The foundation was dug little by little with existing tools, while the soil was transported out manually.

Digging the foundation is a chore. The movement of keeping your head down makes people quickly become tired. Accompanied by soreness in the waist and back pain, there are choking dust and exhausting muscle loss.

"Brother Gan Yu, please take a rest for a while, let's take a rest for you." Mi Xueling felt very sorry for Zhao Gan Yu's sweating profusely, "Don't force it. Wu Zihao is the same, so you can take a rest for a while."

"I'm fine."

Wu Zihao and Zhao Ganyu said at the same time.

"During the break, drink a little water to replenish some salt. This is the tea I cook, you can drink some of it." Su Yueming appeared carefully holding a tray of cups, plates and dishes. She really had no experience in serving, let alone serving the dishes. The tray itself was a large piece of wooden board, and it weighed a lot. Putting a kettle and cup on it made Su Yueming's hand sore. The bowl in her hand kept trembling and making a jingle clanging sound.

"Xiaoyue, be careful!" Wu Zihao, who said I was fine just now, immediately jumped out of the pit and trotted all the way to accept what Su Yueming had in her hand, and also left a trace on her face, "Thank you for your hard work, take a break soon."
Chapter completed!