第二百二十七章与师娘同帐(1/6)

齐心远转过身来，却见师傅已经斜躺在了床上。伸手探了一下鼻息，已经停止了呼吸。
                                                                                                                                                                再摸摸他的胸口，心脏也停止了跳动。难道说师傅为了把功力全部传给自己而气绝身亡了？虽然齐心远也在心里曾盼着师傅能给自己腾出地儿来，能与师娘偷欢几次，可他还没有歹毒到盼着师傅命归西天的。
                                                                                                                                                                “快来人呀！”他几乎忘记了那个如貂婵模样的师娘就在身边，他搂着师傅的身了使劲的晃动，但一点反应也没有了。几个女人呼拉一下子拥了进来。
                                                                                                                                                                “怎么了？”西施带头问道。“师傅他……过去了！”齐心远这些日子与师傅朝夕相处，已经有了很深的感情，突然见到师傅闭过气去，心里便连急带痛，竟不顾身边还有女人，放声大哭起来。
                                                                                                                                                                齐心远的哭声与女人的哭声立即汇成了一片，甚是感人。
                                                                                                                                                                四个师娘还不相信自己的丈夫魂归西天，在那老者的身上又掐又捏，但这一切全都无济于事。当她们确定丈夫真的离她们而去之后，四个女人的哭声自不比寻常的感人肺腑了。
                                                                                                                                                                甚至周围的树林都跟着刷刷的哭泣起来。齐心远不一会儿就哭得鼻涕长流，他的四个女人也因为他的痛哭而受感染，跟着抽泣起来。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                毕竟是师徒一场，他把毕生的画技都传授给了他不说，还把自己的功力都传给了他。“师傅，你这是何苦呀——”齐心远明白，师傅完全是为了自己而死的，不然，他也许

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