Such a distant but familiar concern, Chen Mou was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Do you still remember where 'home' is? I'll go with you."
He hasn't missed home for a long time. He doesn't dare to think about it and can't think about it. He can only use time to slowly dilute it.
When chatting, I never heard Xu'er talk about her childhood.
Being sold by your parents will never be a happy past.
"What I have always remembered is that in Guqiao Village below Yudai City, my home was by a small river, not far from the Stone Arch Bridge. I can't remember what my mother looked like. I wanted to go home to see my mother. Originally, I wanted to wait
I'm building a foundation... I'm afraid I can't wait any longer."
Xuer was in a very depressed mood.
She suddenly woke up from her practice and couldn't help but want to go home. She probably knew deep down that something bad was going to happen.
"Let's go now without further delay."
Chen Mou greeted Xu'er and walked out of the courtyard.
Gu Qiao stretched out his hand to wipe Xu'er's tears and said softly: "He doesn't have you yet. Wherever you go, it's not his home."
Yu Jian also put away his sword and the jade stone under his body, took out eight sticks of incense with one move, shook it, lit it, and bowed to the coffin.
Passing by the ancient stone bridge that I remembered from my childhood, my steps became more and more staggering.
Earlier, Father Xuer got up, and the father and the man recognized each other. The scene was touching. I paid more attention to it and tried my best to chant sutras and perform rituals.
Furukashi inserted eight sticks of incense into the incense burner, shook the bell, and finished reciting the "Sutra of Rescue from Suffering".
Children's voices echoed loudly in the morning breeze, and they chased closer.
The barking of dogs in the village was suppressed and slowly subsided, except for a man who cried out in mourning, like an ancient lament, pitiful and pitiful.
The whole person said in vain that he was happy.
By the time it was daylight, the whole village knew about the little thing about Qiya of the Liu family going to the funeral late at night.
The big girl's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Lagou, Aunt Seven is just lying to the older boy."
First, send a message to Senior Sister Ning Weizhi to inform him of his whereabouts, and then send a message to a deacon disciple of Zi Jianfeng, asking him to find out where Guqiao Village in Yudai City is.
Xu'er satisfies the big girl's vanity. Seeing such a big one is like seeing herself back then.
The man cried out and cried out blood.
No one pushed the half-child and said, "Please call me 'Qi Gu'. It's his Qi Gu who has gone home."
The other cousins of mine looked at Qi Ya in the hall, and then at the young Taoist priest who took out the magic weapon out of thin air. Their expressions all became frightening. They knew in their hearts that we were seeing gods. They were sold to ten people outside the city in the early years.
Qi Yatou, who has heard all the news about the boy, is not the same Qi Ya as before.
The old watchman who patrolled the village came out with a broken lantern and a stick to check.
When you were sold by your cruel father and your mother crawled on the ground crying, you will never forget this tragic scene.
The eight brothers of Qiya's family carried small ingots of silver that they had never seen before, and spoke in a bright and clear voice. They assigned the cousins who would help later to go ten miles away to buy pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, fish, etc.
Invite a group of Taoist priests to perform rituals for a day, and the Liu family will hold a beautiful funeral.
The white lights are swaying, the autumn wind is bleak, and the night is like a curtain.
There was a lot of people outside the courtyard, which diluted the white and bleak atmosphere. No one helped Qi Ya who was crying, and no one pulled the white cloth and tied Qi Ya's head.
The two of them walked along the bank of the river in silence, followed by a group of big furry kids with runny noses.
Xu'er's premonition had not gone wrong yet, so something must have happened at home.
"Putong" knelt down outside the yard, kowtowed step by step, and crawled on his knees.
…
The older girl raised her head and inquired timidly.
You hold the eldest girl's slender hand and walk out of the village.
No one shouted: "When my mother died, she was still chanting 'Qiya, the miserable Qiya', which can be regarded as the memory of Qiya coming back."
There was a sudden chaos outside the yard.
After leaving the mountain gate, Chen Mou and Xu'er, who was flying with a sword, headed west. The general direction was correct.
"Go and wake dad up, I just took a rest."
The two of them hurried all the way. Behind them, Chen Mou was flying with Xu'er, who was distracted, and found Guqiao Village, four hundred miles away from Danyangfang. It was already late at night.
I am not used to being watched by others, and since I sent Ying'er and Han'er away, there is no tangible barrier between me and mortal life, and it is difficult for me to empathize with the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of mortals.
A group of children shouted in surprise from above: "Look at the gods, the gods have flown away."
You don't have a seventh aunt, but you are a flying god in the world.
"Seventh Aunt, can you take me to fly?"
Kneeling down behind the coffin in the mourning hall, sadness comes from it. Lying on the ground and crying bitterly can get up.
You originally wanted to wait until the foundation was built to be able to come and go freely, then go home to visit your mother, return to your hometown in fine clothes, earn a bad face, and let your mother enjoy happiness, but you didn't know that God fulfilled your wish, and you regretted it and were heartbroken.
Xu'er changed into mourning clothes, met the neighbors who were watching the silence outside the yard, and then sent the young master who was sitting under the bench with his eyes closed to rest, out.
The swarthy middle-aged man at the head shouted in surprise: "It's Qiya, Qiya is back."
Several people who were keeping watch outside the yard were so startled that they woke up from their drowsiness. They quickly stood up, and when they heard "Qiya is back", they saw this man wearing a neat blue robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, and a shining jade ring, kowtowing with his head.
The thumping sound and the sound of "Mother" brought us back to our senses.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Thanks, sir."
Mother-in-laws and aunts crowded into the dilapidated yard, coming to see the strange things and whispering about the amazing news that Qiya had become a god. The news became more and more outrageous. A few people thought that she was like this white girl who was as thin as a bean sprout.
The memories that had been sealed for more than ten years were suddenly awakened.
Yu Jianzhai comforted him for a while before he recovered.
Xu'er waved to a timid big guy. She's your Bage's girl. She's thin, big, and dirty. She looks adorable. She's seen her this morning and afternoon. Eight of her sisters-in-law are kissing you.
It was extremely cold. We had never met each other before, and the joy in her eyes could not be concealed without saying goodbye.
Xu'er untied the sword and jade ring around his waist and put it into his sleeves. His eyes were red from crying. Based on the vague impression, he looked at each one and identified them. He called out "Little brother, seventh brother, eighth brother", and my cousin
My brother doesn't recognize him yet.
Xu'er's face turned pale, her eyes stopped crying, she covered her mouth and ran westward along the river embankment.
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Xu'er cried harder, rubbing the young master's shoulder and "whimpering" as sadly as a deer.
"It's okay now. There's nothing going on outside the house. When you're a little younger, you can take him to fly around the world."
Half an hour later, I received a reply from the deacon's disciple and found out the specific location of Guqiao Village.
With a wave of his hand, the ancient bridge took off and flew towards the Jade Belt City in the east.
The sound of dogs barking slowly and violently from east to west woke up some people in their sleep, muttering and cursing.
"Mother, Qiya is back, mother..."
It was a white night in the countryside, and dogs barked outside the yard on the roadside.
Eight thousand people run away to show their filial piety, and their hearts are cut like a knife.
"Seventh Aunt, is he also a god?"
Everyone can tell that Qiya, who suddenly came home in the middle of the night, is rich and prosperous.
Xu'er stopped behind the earthen wall courtyard with the open door, looking at the dazzling white shed and a coffin parked in the main room. You screamed: "Mother, Qiya is back. Mother, please open your eyes and take a look. Qiya is back."
Ya’s back.”
"Fairy, fairy."
Under the gaze of everyone in the courtyard, Yu Jian walked out of the courtyard gate and said, "Xu'er, put away your sword and jade. The mourning hall is a sharp weapon. Tonight you can perform a salvation ritual for his mother. Let us invite Taoist priests to come tomorrow."
Xu'er cried and said: "Master, do you have a family anymore?"
The filial son and grandson who watched all this helplessly knelt down to accompany the gift.
With my ability to forget everything, I have been in the sect for less than a year, and I am already familiar with the basic scriptures. There is no problem in doing the one-night salvation ritual, although it is also my first time.
Mom is at home, mom is here, but the home in your heart is not gone yet.
I followed silently on the ground at the foot of the ancient bridge. From a distance, I "saw" with my spiritual consciousness that there was not a single house outside and inside. There was a filial piety shed outside the dilapidated courtyard, and the words "Liu Hu's Qianqiu" were written behind the shabby mourning hall.
No one or four people were dressed in mourning clothes and kept vigil behind the brazier to clear away the heat. Is there any Taoist priest who practiced transcendence?
"That's right."
Walking out of the east entrance of the village, Guqiao stood still and said, "Xu'er, Jie'er, wait for him in Yudai City."