I don't know how long I slept soundly for this time, but in my deep sleep, I felt familiar smells all around me. I haven't had this feeling of peace of mind for I don't know how long it has been.
So I fell deeply into sleep and seemed unwilling to wake up. But deep in the dream, there was always a tingling feeling that lingered and refused to go away, stabbing my heart all the time.
Taking a deep breath, Gui Li Youyou woke up. The room in front of him seemed to be in a dream, and he looked at it silently. When he was a boy, he lived here, and then grew up. The tables, chairs, and beds here
, doors and windows are almost all engraved in his heart.
On the wall next to the bed, the huge Chinese character "道" is still hanging on the wall. However, the color and handwriting are somewhat faded, but the strokes and strokes still look the same as when they first met.
Vigorous and powerful.
The wooden frame on the window made a soft sound and opened a gap. The gray-haired monkey Xiao Hui jumped in from the outside. When he saw that Gui Li had woken up and was half sitting on the bed, he couldn't help but become happy and grinned.
Without stopping, he jumped onto the bed a few times.
Gui Li's heart skipped a beat. This scene seemed like the same one many years ago. If it weren't for the injuries on his body and the spiritual eyes opened on Xiao Hui's head, he would really have had the illusion of a dream come true.
However, that is ultimately impossible.
Xiao Hui called "Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi" to Gui Li. Gui Li looked down and saw Xiao Hui holding many wild fruits in his hands. He must have picked them from outside, as if he wanted to share them with his master at this moment. Gui Li
Li shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat. Xiao Hui didn't give in much, turned around and jumped onto the table in the middle of the room, squatted down, and started chewing.
Gui Li silently looked at everything in the room, and finally his eyes fell on the half-opened window when Xiao Hui came in. A small piece of light came in from the window, and he could not see clearly what was outside. But Gui Li knew without looking that
Outside the window is a small courtyard, where there is a pine tree, green lawn, and a stone path. On one side of the courtyard, there is a semicircular arch. Every plant and tree here has long been covered by
He is engraved deep in my memory and can never be erased.
The air was so fresh that it seemed to be slightly sweet, and even the small courtyard outside the house seemed to be smelling of the fragrance of green grass.
In a daze, he felt like he was home, but a moment later, a stabbing pain in his heart woke him up.
There were footsteps outside the door.
Gui Li's eyes turned to the door. The footsteps soon reached the door, but in front of the ajar door, the person outside seemed to hesitate and did not open the door immediately.
Gui Li stared at the door.
After a while, the door was finally pushed open.
A tall and steady figure stood at the door. Almost at the same time, the man also saw Gui Li waking up. Their eyes met in mid-air, but neither of them spoke immediately. In their eyes,
, there were too many complex emotions at the same time. I wonder if it was because of this that all the thousands of words I had said turned into silence.
The monkey Xiao Hui sat on the table, spat out the core of a wild fruit, then glanced at the door, called out "squeak" a few times, and then went back to eating its wild fruit.
The man standing at the door sighed, and there seemed to be a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head, walked in, took a deep look at Gui Li, and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. Should I call you Lao Qi or Lao Qi?"
How about I call you junior brother?"
Gui Li's lips moved. Finally, he looked at the man in front of him and shouted in a low voice:
"Elder brother..."
Everything on Dazhu Peak was still as quiet as in my memory. It was so quiet that I didn't know where the other people had gone.
Song Daren silently looked at the man in front of him. Once upon a time, he was his most beloved junior brother and the most incompetent seventh disciple of his master Dazhu Fengtian. But now, time has changed, things have changed, and people have changed.
It has been ten years, but this is the first time we have met.
"How have you been doing these past few years?" Song Daren asked, sitting opposite Gui Li.
Gui Li did not answer, he just remained silent. It has been ten years, and when I look back, time is like water. I have gone through this long road without knowing it, but how can I say the word "good"!
Song Daren looked at him. The young Zhang Xiaofan from the past still had the same outline as before, but his appearance still had a taste of vicissitudes of life. I don't know when, this man was much younger than himself, but now his Taoism was also higher than that of him.
Although he is much taller, there are already gray hairs faintly appearing on his temples.
Song Daren let out a long sigh and said lightly: "How is your health now?"
Gui Li lowered his head and looked at the wound, and saw that the original rags on his chest had now been replaced with neat and clean bandages. It was obvious that these senior brothers from Dazhu Peak had rebandaged him. And the wound on his chest had obviously been re-bandaged.
There was still a dull pain, but it was much better than before he fainted. He was silent for a moment and said, "I'm fine. Thank you, senior brother, for your concern."
Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He looked at Song Daren and said, "I... have turned against Qingyun. Do you still recognize me as your junior brother?"
Song Daren smiled, although there was a bit of bitterness in the smile, and said: "Master's wife has told us that when the master was alive..." When he mentioned the word "life", Song Daren's eyes turned red, and his voice
Obviously choking up, Gui Li heard this and his body trembled slightly.
Song Daren calmed down and continued: "Master, before he was alive, he told his wife many times that he had never personally kicked you out of Dazhu Peak, and he had never thought about what you did wrong ten years ago.
Therefore, Master Madam told us that today, as long as you are willing, you will still be the seventh son of Dazhu Peak in Qingyun Mountain... our little junior brother..."
Gui Li slowly lowered his head, his body trembling slightly. He placed his left hand on the mattress of the bed and tightly grasped it into a ball. He covered his face with his right hand and quietly wiped away the tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.
There was silence in the room for a while. After a long time, when Gui Li's mood slowly calmed down, Song Daren's deep voice sounded again:
"If you are in good health, come with me to the Shoujing Hall. The master's wife is there to keep vigil for the master... and she wants to see you."
"……yes"
After walking out of the arch, what I saw was the familiar circular corridor. Song Daren walked in front of him without saying a word, his broad shoulders and back like a hill.
Gui Li followed him silently, and couldn't help but remember that when he was a boy, when he first came to Dazhu Peak, he followed Song Daren all the way and slowly integrated into the world of Dazhu Peak.
Looking back on the past, it suddenly seemed like a dream.
His eyes quietly fell on Song Daren's waist, and then he discovered that at some point, Song Daren had a piece of white cloth around his waist. Naturally, it was to mourn the death of his mentor Tian Buyi.
His face turned gloomy and he closed his eyes.
After walking out of the corridor, I saw the Shoujing Hall from a distance. However, unlike the usual peace and quiet, today the Shoujing Hall was filled with smoke, dust and incense, and at the same time, there was a faint sound of choking and crying.
Song Daren silently walked towards the Shou Jing Hall. After taking two steps, he suddenly felt something. He looked back, only to find that Gui Li was standing there, looking at the Shou Jing Hall, but did not take a step to follow.
"What's wrong?"
Gui Li's face looked very pale. For some reason, he looked at the Shoujing Hall where the fireworks were floating and the sound of crying could be heard. He felt a little afraid in his heart, like a child who had done something wrong and did not dare to face what was about to happen.
Sad parent.
Song Daren seemed to see something, sighed, and said: "Let's go." After saying that, he reached out and patted his shoulder. Gui Li moved his body, glanced at Song Daren, nodded silently, and took steps
Walked up.
The closer to the Shoujing Hall, the stronger the smell of fireworks became, and the sounds of choking and crying became clearer. However, although there were familiar voices in Gui Li's memory, there were no women's cries, no Suru's, and no cries.
The senior sister Tian Ling'er whom he originally expected to be married was a married woman.
Finally, under the leadership of Song Daren, he once again stood at the entrance of the Shoujing Hall.
Eight eyes turned around in an instant and stopped on him. Gui Li's body was trembling slightly, and he looked at each person one by one.
Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, He Dazhi, Lu Daxin, Du Bishu!
These familiar faces appeared one by one in front of Gui Li at this moment. Many years ago, they were his most amiable relatives and his most trustworthy senior brothers in the world.
Their waists were all tied with the same white cloth as Song Daren, and their faces were all sad, and some of their eyes were red and swollen from crying. In the Shoujing Hall, there was an iron cauldron with a burning flame inside.
The senior brothers standing nearby slowly put the paper money in their hands into the flames.
Fireworks and smoke filled the air.
Gui Li stared blankly. After the smoke, Tian Buyi was lying quietly on a funeral bed. The soiled clothes on his body had been replaced by a clean set of clothes and were put on neatly. It looked like he
His appearance and spirit became much more peaceful. His wife, Suru, was sitting next to Tian Buyi's body. She stretched out her hand to hold Tian Buyi's hand and held it tightly.
Her expression was very sad, but she did not shed a single tear. There was a small white flower stuck in her hair on her temples. It was a wild flower that was still slightly dewy in the morning. It was elegant and beautiful, with a bit of sadness. She just
She held her husband's hand tightly and stared at Tian Buyi's face. However, his daughter Tian Linger did not appear in the quiet hall.
And the big yellow that had been raised by Tian Buyi since childhood was lying silently on the ground next to the coffin, with its head lying listlessly on the ground, completely losing its usual free-spirited temperament.
After Gui Li's eyes fell on Tian Buyi, he couldn't move any further. His steps were heavy and he slowly moved over step by step. Song Daren silently walked to the side and came back with a hemp rope.
He handed it to Gui Li. Gui Li looked at him, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, nodded, took the hemp rope, and whispered: "Thank you very much."
Song Daren glanced at Suru and said, "You go to Master Niang's place." After saying that, he silently walked back to the middle of his fellow disciples, knelt down towards Tian Buyi's body, kowtowed three times, and treated him as
When he raised his head, his eyes were a little red again. He turned around and took a stack of paper money from Wu Dayi, who was kneeling next to him, and began to slowly throw it into the fire.
Gui Li looked at the hemp rope in his hand for a long time, and then tied the rope around his waist. The gray-white rope was wrapped around his waist, with a bit of sadness, but it seemed to tie his heart here again.
He walked forward silently, walked to the coffin, knelt down, kowtowed three times to Tian Buyi's body, then turned to Suru and knelt on the ground.
"Disciple..." His voice suddenly paused, and after a long time, he was heard to speak again in a low tone: "Disciple Zhang... Xiaofan, pay my respects to Master's wife."
Behind him, Song Daren and other six Dazhu Peak disciples looked at us, their expressions were a little complicated, but more importantly, they still had the kind of joy and kindness that blood is thicker than water.
Even Suru's face showed a hint of relief. She looked at Gui Li and nodded. Then a trace of pain flashed across her face. She looked at Tian Buyi and whispered: "Buyi, did you hear that?
, this is Lao Qi, he has come back to kowtow to you."
Gui Li knelt at Suru's feet, speechless.
Behind him, there was a choking sound.
The smoke was lingering and drifting slowly, and the Shoujing Hall became a little trance-like. I wonder if it was because the owner was gone. Even the hall looked empty, and it did not become noisy at all because of the large number of people.
After a while, Song Daren wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked forward, came to Suru, and whispered: "Master's wife, please tell me about Master's funeral. I will inform all the senior teachers one by one. I also
I plan to rush to Longshou Peak to inform Junior Sister Ling'er and let her..."
"This matter is not urgent!" Suru suddenly interrupted Song Daren and said calmly.
Song Daren was startled, and all the disciples behind him, including Gui Li, were also stunned for a moment. The silence in the Shoujing Hall was silent for a moment, without any sound.
After a while, Song Daren had the courage and said cautiously: "Master's wife, the master has passed away, and the disciples all understand that Master's wife is sad, but this funeral...can't be postponed."
Suru's expression was calm and unchanged. Not only that, she didn't even look at Song Daren. In her eyes, apart from the glance she gave to Lao Qi who had just returned, there was only Tian Buyi.
Song Daren's face showed embarrassment. He didn't know what to do for a moment. He looked back at the junior brothers who were kneeling on the ground and burning paper money, but everyone also looked at each other, not knowing what to do. At this moment, Suru shouted.
One sound:
"Da Ren."
Song Daren responded hurriedly: "Yes, Master Madam, what are your orders?"
Suru said: "You and the others will go out for now. You are not allowed to come in without my exchange."
Song Daren was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back. Several junior brothers next to him looked over. Song Daren frowned and said nothing. Standing next to him, He Dazhi, who was usually the smartest, shook his head slightly at him, with a look on his face.
Song Daren saw the look of anxiety in his eyes, and his brows only furrowed tighter.
He has been with these junior disciples for an unknown amount of time. He naturally understands what He Dazhi is worried about. He is the one who has followed Tian Buyi and Suru for the longest time among these disciples. No one can compare with him.
I understand even more the deep love between master and master. If master and wife can’t think about it when they are not around, wouldn’t it be...
When he thought of this, Song Daren's face turned pale with fright, and he could not move forward no matter what. At this moment, Suru glared at them and said slightly angrily: "What are you doing? Could it be that your master is dead?"
,Don’t you all take the words of me, the master’s wife, seriously?”
"Plop! Plop!"
Several times in a row, except for Gui Li who was kneeling in front of Suru, Song Daren and other Dazhu Peak disciples all knelt down and kowtowed to the ground. Song Daren kept saying: "Disciples don't dare, disciples don't dare!"
Suru sighed, with a look of deep tiredness on her face. It seemed she didn't even have the strength to curse. She just waved her hand gently and said, "You guys can go out."
Song Daren and others did not dare to disobey the master's wife anymore, and they all stepped back with grimaces, but the big stone in their hearts was heavy and they didn't know what to do. Gui Li bowed gently to Suru a few times.
She also slowly stepped back, but when she couldn't stand him, she took a few steps back. Suru suddenly said:
"Lao Qi, please stay. I have something to ask you."
Gui Li was startled and stopped, but Song Daren and the others behind him breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, as long as there were people around the teacher's wife, there would be no accidents. At the moment, he only heard the sound of footsteps. After a while,
Song Daren and the other six people have already exited the Shoujing Hall.
In the Shoujing Hall, it became quiet for a while, with only the burning flames devouring the paper money, making a slight crackling sound from time to time.
Gui Li stood there silently, lowering his head and saying nothing. He didn't know how long it had been. He just heard Suru sigh and said: "Your master has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He has always been grudged about the incident ten years ago.
Huai, although he didn't say it to me, I could tell that he actually felt a little sorry for you in his heart."
Gui Li's eyes turned red, he shook his head vigorously, and said anxiously: "No, it's the disciple who is unworthy and has failed his teacher. It's the disciple who can't live up to the master..." After saying this, he started to choke.
The corner of Suru's mouth trembled slightly. When she heard Gui Li's slightly crying words in front of her, it seemed that she was also aroused by the pain in her heart. However, although there was pain in her eyes, she still held back and did not shed tears.
She silently looked at Tian Buyi's face and said quietly: "In your master's heart, he has never regarded you as a disciple who has been kicked out of the door. Do you understand?"
Gui Li lowered his head and whispered: "Yes."
Suru said: "Now that you have recognized him as your master, you can go over and burn some paper money for him as a sign of your filial piety. I believe he will also be happy..."
Gui Li gritted his teeth and knelt down to Tian Buyi's body. He bowed three times with tears in his eyes. Then he stood up and walked to the big pot and knelt down. The flame in the iron pot had become much lower, presumably because of Song Daren.
After everyone walked out, no one added any paper money. Gui Li glanced to the side and saw several thick stacks of paper money piled not far away, all of which were new and unopened.
Dazhu Peak is full of people who are practicing Taoism. I am afraid that they will not be able to use paper money even for hundreds of years. These things must have been bought by Song Daren from the bottom of the mountain to arrange for his funeral. Thinking of this, Gui Li felt another pain in his heart.
Sour, silently reached for a stack, broke the seal, and turned the paper money into ashes one by one.
Suru sat next to Tian Buyi, silently watching the undulating and rolling flames. The firelight reflected on Gui Li's face next to the iron pot, reflecting the flickering light.
She suddenly asked: "When your master passed away, were you by his side?"
Gui Li shuddered slightly, then turned around, still kneeling next to the iron pot, facing Suru at the same time, and whispered: "Yes."
Suru looked deeply at Gui Li and said: "After you fainted yesterday, I treated your injury and changed your dressing, but I found that where your chest was seriously injured, there was a red flame sword energy unique to your master in your body, which hurt you.
The meridians are the heaviest, and that’s why, what’s going on?”
Gui Li's heart skipped a beat, and his hands began to sweat slightly without realizing it. After a moment, he whispered: "The disciple's injury this time is indeed due to the master's heavy hand, but..."
When he said this, he was at a loss and didn't even know where to start. That night happened suddenly, with twists and turns. Even though he had experienced the strife and turmoil in the world for a long time, he couldn't help but be shocked by it, not to mention that it contained the most important thing in his life.
It is even more difficult to describe the death of a beloved teacher.
Suru snorted, her eyes filled with fear, and she said coldly: "Just tell me from the truth."
Gui Li didn't dare to look at Suru for a moment and lowered his head. After a moment, he slowly started talking about the night when he returned to the ruins of Caomiao Village and met a mysterious figure, and then chased him all the way to the abandoned yizhuang outside Heyang City.
Until Tian Buyi died later, he slowly told Suru.
Suru's face became paler as she listened, especially after hearing the last part about Tian Buyi's death. She lost all color at all. She only held Tian Buyi's palm tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that her husband would once again
Just like leaving.
Finally, Gui Li whispered: "That's what happened. I don't dare to deceive my wife."
Suru moved her eyes towards Tian Buyi, looking deeply at that familiar and peaceful face. Perhaps, in her husband's heart, he didn't have much regret. In his heart, he just felt that these were the things he should do!
She took a deep breath and straightened her body, although in her heart she really wanted to lie down like this, lie with her husband, and never care about anything else, but she knew it was not time yet.
"You really saw it clearly..." Suru's voice sounded a bit erratic.
Gui Li didn't understand for a moment and said: "Master's wife, what do you mean?"
Suru's face turned pale and she whispered: "That mysterious man is really the master...Senior Brother Daoxuan?"
Gui Li took a deep breath and said decisively: "The disciple saw with his own eyes that the man turned into fly ash, and the disciple will not be mistaken."
Suru nodded silently, and after a moment, she asked slowly: "Based on what you just said, it's not easy for him to knock you down when his mind was in chaos at the end. Was it Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak who killed him?"
Gui Li's body was shaken, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead for a moment, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and said: "Yes!"
Suru did not speak, but stared at Gui Li blankly, as if in a trance. However, under her gaze, the expression on Gui Li's face changed drastically, as if he was suffering. After a while, he whispered: "Then...
Lu Xueqi, she actually came to save me, no, the disciple..." Suddenly, his face became solemn, he knelt on the ground and whispered: "Master, all the mistakes are the disciple's fault, then Lu Xueqi
she……"
Suru sighed and said: "I remember the disciple of Qingyun Sect, haven't you been the best friend with her over the years? Even if you entered the devil's way, I heard that she still misses you endlessly and has rebelled against you several times.
Senior Sister Shuiyue meant to reject the proposal of marriage from Yilan Valley Master of Fenxiang Valley Cloud, didn't she?"
Gui Li knelt on the ground, his heart in a mess, and there were thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word. On that night of great changes, although he knew that Lu Xueqi had to take action mostly to save him, but
After all, Tian Buyi was the mentor who raised him and was the person he respected and loved all his life. But right in front of his eyes, the Heavenly Ya Divine Sword penetrated the chest of his mentor... After that, he almost subconsciously,
When she was deeply in pain, she rejected Lu Xueqi thousands of miles away.
After the turmoil in southern Xinjiang, there was a brief embrace, but under this fate, the gap became deeper and wider. I really don’t know why the sky is so cruel!
This time in front of Suru, although Gui Li had such a complicated mentality before, he could not sit back and watch Suru misunderstand Lu Xueqi. However, he understood deeply that the master's wife was very affectionate towards the master, even more so than himself.
And, how can I ask my wife to be magnanimous when it is difficult for me to accept it?
Gui Li was speechless and didn't know what to say.
The truth is as sharp and ruthless as a blade, and everyone who comes close seems to be hurt by it!
It's just that Suru's face at this moment was not as decisive as Gui Li imagined. On the contrary, after the initial sadness, her face gradually became thoughtful. After a while, Suru said to Gui Li: "I
I remember you said just now that before Bu Yi died, his consciousness briefly recovered and he recognized you, right?"
Gui Li nodded and said, "Yes."
Suru said: "Then what did he say to you?"
Gui Li thought for a moment and whispered: "Master said a few words to me after he woke up."
Suru asked: "What did he say?"
Ghost Li said: "The first sentence the master said was rather strange. He just repeated three words: Don't blame her, don't blame her. The second sentence was to instruct the disciples to take the master's body back after his death.
Give Dazhu Peak to the Master and tell the Master..."
Suru's expression changed and she said, "What does he want you to say to me?"
Gui Li whispered: "When Master is about to die, he asked his disciples to tell Master's Wife to express his condolences and not...don't do stupid things."
Suru was speechless, with tears in her eyes. She swayed again and again. She looked weak and crumbling, and she looked heartbroken. Gui Li felt pain and worry in his heart, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only kneel down.
On the ground, he kowtowed and said, "My condolences, Master!"
After a long while, I heard Suru's slightly calmer voice, saying in a low voice: "I'm fine, please get up."
Gui Li then stood up and looked up. Suru's face had calmed down, but the sadness in his eyes was still obvious.
There was silence again in the Shoujing Hall. Gui Li silently added a few pieces of paper money to the iron pot next to him. At this time, Suru suddenly said: "Are you also dissatisfied and dissatisfied with Lu Xueqi for killing your master?"
resentment?"
Gui Li was taken aback. He didn't know what the Master's wife meant, and couldn't answer for a moment. But Suru was an extremely smart person, and he had already seen through the world. Just looking at the look on Gui Li's face, he could tell
It’s mostly understood in my mind.
She said calmly: "Do you know what the three words 'don't blame her' that Bu Yi said to you before he died mean?"
Gui Li was startled and said: "What?"
Suru smiled bitterly and said: "It's as I expected. I'm afraid it's not easy for him to be willing to let Miss Lu Xueqi and Lu kill him."
Gui Li was shocked and said: "Master's wife, what you said..."
Suru sighed and said: "That's it. The past is hard to look back on, but it can't be gone away after all. The secrets of our previous generation can never involve you juniors." She turned back silently and looked at Tian Buyi, who only saw Tian Buyi's face.
It was peaceful and peaceful, and she looked like she was asleep. She said in a low voice: "Buyi, you must want me to tell him the secret..." (To be continued)