This man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together. He was wearing an ordinary robe, which was a little worn but not damaged yet. He had a vermilion wine gourd placed in front of his legs, with a red rope tied in the middle.
Suddenly, Xu Shanlin, who was already very emotional, burst into tears and was on the verge of collapse.
As the saying goes, men don’t shed tears easily just before they feel sad. How could you imagine that a master like a blind man would burst into tears when you put a knife on his neck?
He might not even raise his eyelids, but maybe because a certain string was plucked, he cried as if he was about to collapse.
The few people standing behind were silent, watching quietly as Xu Xiazi shed tears next to the corpse. After a long time, he stopped crying, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and then stood up solemnly and bowed towards the corpse.
bow.
"You bloom in the midst of killing, just like flowers in the dawn...Kill for me..." Xu Xiazi said softly: "I am sorry for being born as a human being."
From Xu Xiazi's few words, Xiang Que understood that this was probably a master of the same era as Liu Bowen. It was estimated that he was probably his close friend or senior brother or something. Maybe Liu Bowen's soul reincarnation was inseparably related to him.
, but for some unknown reason, Liu Bowen was transferred from generation to generation, and for some reason his body was left in the back garden of the Qin Mansion in the Qianling Mausoleum.
Xu Shanlin seemed to have no intention of explaining the matter. He stood up and bent down to pick up the vermilion gourd from the body. Then he used stones to surround the body again and restored it to the original state. After doing so, Xiang Que took the gourd from the body.
After handing over three sticks of incense, Xu Shanlin looked at him with a slightly moved expression, nodded and said, "Thank you."
Xiang Que said seriously: "Two years ago, when I died, several friends gathered around my body. Although I didn't see it, I know that they didn't necessarily cry as sadly as you. If the people around me leave,
If I leave, I will only cry more miserably than you, so I empathize with your feelings."
"They are all gentlemen," said Lai Benliu.
"Let's go, let's go." Xu Xiazi turned around stiffly while holding the gourd. When he left the Qin Mansion, he left a sigh: "The people on the small bridge and flowing water, smiling at the scattered flowers in the courtyard, the old road with the westerly wind and the thin horse..."
···Think too much, we will be together till the end of the world, and we will leave and never see each other again in this life.”
Xu Shanlin was determined all the time. He was crying very sadly just now, but now he was crying very freely.
Xiang Que deliberately lagged behind, came to the side of Old Man Wang, and asked softly: "Who is that behind? It makes Liu Bowen almost burst into tears. I wouldn't be surprised if it was an old woman. It might be his wife.
Is it a man? This life and death acquaintance?"
Old Man Wang asked in astonishment: "You ask me, how do I know? I am many years younger than him, can't you tell?"
Xiang Que bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Then why did you go to Yuchi's Mansion just now? Weren't you also going to check the situation for Blind Xu?"
"That's true, but I still have no reason to know who that person is, right?"
"Uncle, can we have a pleasant chat all day?"
Old Man Wang shook his head very simply: "I really don't know. Before coming here, Xu Xiazi discussed with me and asked me to help him find a place. He briefly explained the details. As for what he was looking for, he didn't tell me.
Oh, hey? Why are you so concerned about this matter?"
Xiang Que curled his lips and said: "You old guys tell the truth, bah"
In front of the Qin Mansion, there is already a surging black air. The water is gurgling outside. The sound of rushing water is very pleasant to listen to, but it will definitely not give people a good feeling. If an ordinary person touches the rotten water of the Styx, it will basically be like
Drinking a bottle of sulfuric acid is not much different, and even Xiang Que and Qi Changqing don't dare to touch it.
Blind Xu suddenly jumped up the wall while carrying the wine gourd. Lai Benliu squinted his triangular eyes and said, "Master Xu, what can you do? Is it because this gourd doesn't work?"
Standing on the top of the wall, Xu Shanlin took off the stopper from the wine gourd and then flushed it down.
At this time, Xiang Que muttered nonsensically: "Old blind man, do you think you have to shout? If I call you Lai Ben Liu, do you dare to agree? And then Liu Lang was sucked into the gourd?"
Lai Benliu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think that is Taishang Laojun's purple gourd?"
"The rotten water of the Styx, collect it." Xu Shan Linjiang threw the wine gourd in front of him, and the gourd floated unsteadily on the Styx.
Xiang Que and Lai Benliu were stunned at the same time. They really made their words come true!
There are so many capable people and strangers in this world that no one knows about, and naturally there are many rare treasures from the world that no one knows about. For example, this one once lay next to a corpse and was thrown on the road and might even pick up rags.
The broken gourd that even the uncle was unwilling to pick up actually did something that left everyone stunned.
The old blind man on the wall stretched out a finger to continuously and complexly carve sigils on the wine gourd hanging in front of him. The gourd suddenly trembled slightly, and then instantly enlarged geometrically.
"Shua..." The rotten water of the Styx below was sucked up for a long length, and then poured into the gourd continuously.
"This?" Qi Changqing was shocked, Xiang Que was shocked, Lai Benliu and Wang Erlou were stunned with their mouths open.
"Pah!" Laiben slapped Wang Erlou's face in an unreasonable manner. He touched his face angrily and shouted, "Is he sick? Why are you slapping his forehead?"
Lai Benliu pursed his lips, swallowed and said, "Let me see if this is an illusion. Shouldn't this be the plot of Journey to the West, right?"
On Suzaku Street, the water level of the Styx River's rotten water dropped rapidly. The black air mixed with the river water was continuously sucked into the wine gourd. The gourd seemed to be endlessly large. How much water is there on this street? You can use a bucket to measure it.
It certainly couldn't be measured, but the wine gourd was all filled.
After an hour and three quarters, this unreal scene ended when the last drop of Styx water was drained out.
Xu Xiazi stretched out his hand to beckon, and the wine gourd fell into his hand and was tied around his waist.
Blind Xu turned around and seemed to see everyone confused, so he said very humanely: "Have you ever heard of the saying that a circle is created by itself?"
Xiang Que nodded blankly, and then shook his head. He had heard this, but didn't understand what it meant.
Qi Changqing suddenly realized and said: "Is there some kind of Feng Shui formation that has been sealed in this gourd?"
"In Gujing Temple, you have some knowledge, and you can understand it at a glance." Xu Shanlin nodded and said: "Think about the underworld and the blessed land of Cave Heaven. It is just a self-contained space under the Feng Shui formation."