"Master, the medicine is here."
Banyun put down the half-eaten roast goose and took the medicine bowl: "It must be hard to take care of your teacher, right?"
Lianfeng shook his head: "It's not hard."
Banyun said bitterly: "For so many years, I have been strict, but actually it is for your own good. The Zaoge Sect will finally be handed over to you. I have always hoped that you can abandon distracting thoughts and be worthy of the sect."
"I know all this." Lianfeng pointed to the bowl, "Master, the medicine... is getting cold."
Banyun nodded and brought the bowl to his lips, while Lianfeng kept staring at the bowl in his hand.
He desperately hoped that Master would drink it quickly.
Looking at the liquid medicine in the bowl, Banyun suddenly frowned.
There were particles floating in the medicine, and he was very familiar with these particles.
He slowly turned his head to look at Lianfeng: "This medicine..."
Lianfeng quickly lowered his head, tensed his body, and grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands.
Only then did he realize that he had been anxious and had not shaken evenly.
Banyun's expression was complicated at his disciple's abnormality, as if he was disappointed, more like he was heartbroken.
"I didn't expect that after so many years of following me and teaching you, the barrier in my heart still hasn't been overcome."
"Master, I..." Lianfeng looked at the master carefully, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead and his face turned pale.
Banyun gave a bitter smile, holding the bowl and looking out the window with blurred eyes.
In the courtyard, on the old poplar tree, the last leaf swayed for a moment and was finally blown away from the branches by the wind.
He remembered that this leaf should last for a long time, right?
It probably doesn't want to be abandoned by the branches or knocked down by the wind, right?
But who can escape fate?
Since the world doesn't tolerate me, can I leave? Do you want to stay?
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and looked around the room, finally feeling a little reluctant.
Finally, his brows gradually relaxed and he smiled generously:
"Oh, come on, everything has been passed, everything has been passed, everything has been survived. The background of life has become tougher and softer. That's enough!
People live a hundred years, and trees live a thousand years. In the end, they will be buried in the loess, so just take it lightly. Today, I will help you become a master..."
After that, he raised his head and drank it all.
"Don't tell me, my disciple's medicine is really good, haha..."
Banyun smiled calmly, picked up the roast goose and took a big bite, "Disciple, please go out. Master... I want to be alone for a while."
Lianfeng walked out of the house and closed the door gently.
He stood in the yard, turned around, and looked through the window at the afterglow shining on the master's face, who was enjoying the roasted goose. He shed tears: "Master, I'm sorry, you are too tall, and my disciple can't see the sky..."
"snort……"
Ten minutes later, Lian Feng heard the master's painful moans coming from inside the room.
After a while, calm was restored.
Lianfeng looked solemn and walked into the house.
I saw the Taoist priest lying helplessly on the bed, his face blue and purple, and bright red blood oozing from his seven orifices.
What he was holding in his hands was a half-eaten roast goose.
Lian Feng stretched out his fingers and tremblingly touched the Taoist priest's nostrils.
thump!
He fell to his knees and knocked his head heavily: "Master, walk well..."
…………
Mao Sandao's body suddenly shook and he sat up from the bed.
Just now, he had a dream.
In the dream, Banyun came to him dragging his weak body and asked him to live well.
But in the blink of an eye, Ban Yun disappeared.
The reason why I was awakened was because this dream was very similar to when Grandpa Liu passed away.
However, Mao Sandao did not believe that Banyun Tuomeng was because he wanted to "leave", because when he parted with Banyun in the bookstore, Mao Sandao clearly remembered that although Banyun's injury was not serious, at least it was not fatal.
"Maybe Taoist Master Banyun misses me. It's true that I haven't seen him for a long time."
Mao Sandao wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the time. It was already past 4 p.m.
Fortunately, I have moved to Baifeng New Village during the day, which is very close to the bookstore.
Therefore, there is plenty of time.
And Furball...
Because of the rush of time during the day, Mao Sandao forgot it in the old house.
Mao Sandao planned to bring it over after get off work early tomorrow morning.
dressing,
Get out of bed,
Wash up.
The whole process took Mao Sandao less than 10 minutes.
When they first moved in, there was nothing to eat at home, so Mao Sandao decided to go to the canteen downstairs to buy some bread to satisfy his hunger.
Put on your shoes and walk out the door.
Bang!
Mao Sandao closed the door and locked it.
Boom! Boom! …
Go down the stairs.
Squeak~
Mao Sandao, who had just taken a few steps, was shaken!
Just now, he heard the sound of the door being opened behind him.
He remembered that when he went out, the door was closed. So, where did this sound come from?
Looking back, Mao Sandao looked at the door of his house and confirmed again that the door was closed.
He collected himself and walked down the stairs again.
Squeak~
The voice sounded again!
This time, he heard clearly that the source of the sound was from his right rear.
Corresponding to the rear right is Han Yu's residence.
Mao Sandao turned around quickly and saw that the door of Han Yu's house was opened a crack.
Um?
Mao Sandao frowned, why did Han Yu's door suddenly open?
When moving during the day, the door was obviously closed!
The wind blows?
Or, have new residents moved in?
Mao Sandao slowly went back, walked to the door of Han Yu's house, and poked his head inside, but he didn't see anyone.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Mao Sandao subconsciously hugged his body tightly. The wind was too cold.
Looking around, Mao Sandao found that the window in the living room was open, and the cold wind was blowing in from the window just now.
Creak!
Creak!
And, the windows were swaying back and forth.
"After doing it for a long time, it turned out that it was Feng who was causing trouble. He was really scaring himself."
Mao Sandao curled his lips, quickly walked to the window and closed it.
Then he walked outside, closed the door, and walked down the stairs.
Click...!
Squeak~
When Mao Sandao took the last step of the stairs, the handle of the door slowly turned, and the door was slowly opened again.
Boo...! Boo...!
It seems like someone is coming out from inside...
On the way to the bookstore, Mao Sandao looked back from time to time. He always felt that something was wrong behind him.
Every few steps he took, he could clearly hear inexplicable footsteps behind him.
When I turned around, I saw nothing.
It wasn't until he reached the door of the bookstore that the strange footsteps behind him stopped.
"Strange, could it be because you didn't get enough rest?"
Mao Sandao let out a breath and pushed open the door of the study room without thinking too much.
Sitting at the cash register, Mao Sandao opened the "Visit Book".
In fact, Mao Sandao was not very interested in "Visiting Book", and it could even be said that he disliked it.
And every time he opened the "Visit Book", he just wanted to find out the reason why the guest's name was crossed out.
Even if you can only find some clues.
He cares about this issue very much and takes it seriously.
After opening it, Mao Sandao looked stunned when he saw the information registered inside.
He found that among the registered names, Han Yu's name was missing!
Yes, Mao Sandao has confirmed several times that there is no information about Han Yu in the "Visit Book", as if it has never been registered.
Could it be because Han Yu died?
And the disappearance of the name means death?
Then why was there a circle drawn with a red pen behind Uncle Ji's name after his death?
With questions in hand, Mao Sandao hurriedly walked down the passage, opened the secret room door, and asked directly: "Where is Han Yu's name?"
"It's dead. I'm afraid it will take up space, so I removed it."
Doukui's tone was calm and he spoke lightly and understatedly.
"Then why is there a circle after Uncle Ji's name?"
"Please make it clear that Ji Yichen's name is on the instructions. In addition, he is the owner of the house and not a guest. How can he be confused with the guest?"
Mao Sandao suddenly realized that he was so excited that he didn't analyze it in detail, and he actually forgot about it.
Uncle Ji and Han Yu have completely different identities, two levels.
"Don't worry, after you die, your name will be circled and appear on the instruction manual for the next owner to appreciate and observe." Doukui said solemnly.
Mao Sandao pursed his lips.
Okay, you can rest assured that after you die, I will enshrine your soul in my toilet and pee on you three times a day!
"Are you organizing words in your mind to curse me?"
Doukui's tone increased, as if he had guessed what Mao Sandao was thinking.
Depend on!
Do you know what's on your mind?
"Uh... there seems to be something else going on upstairs." Mao Sandao was so frightened that his whole body tightened and he quickly ran out of the secret room.
………
Dr. Xu walked to the door, tried to calm down, kept a smile, took out the key, and inserted it into the keyhole.
Click!
"Honey, I'll go back..."
He stopped suddenly in the middle of his words and found that his home was completely dark.
Snapped!
After pressing the light switch hard and putting on his slippers, Dr. Xu searched every corner for his wife vigorously and anxiously.
I even forgot to put down my bag.
once again,
twice,
…
After searching several times, he didn't see that familiar figure.
Only then did he know that his wife had gone out last night and had not come back until now.
"Oh shit!"
Bang!
Doctor Xu's face suddenly turned cold, and he threw him to the ground.
