I suddenly raised my head. On the eaves of the hall, Yang Qingshan had his hands behind his back, but he was carrying a thin coffin on his shoulders.
Starlight and moonlight reflected the light, but at this moment, Yang Qingshan's originally smooth eyebrows were filled with a trace of sadness.
I was stunned because I had never seen such a change in Yang Qingshan's demeanor for such a long time.
And when the voice just mentioned that my surname was Taoist, the first thing I thought of was Yang Qingshan...
He Zhi, Li Yinyang, do you think they know Yang Qingshan?
Yang Qingshan's words are still echoing in my ears, and I can clearly hear the details.
When dealing with Yuan Huashao, Yang Qingshan appeared with Li Yinyang's body on his back. I originally thought that what he said was a spell to deal with Yuan Huashao.
But in fact, it seems that it is not a spell, nor is it talking about the entanglement between Li Yinyang and Yuan Huashao.
That sentence about calling yourself Yang based on your own opinions, isn’t it referring to Yang Qingshan? !
More importantly, it was Yang Qingshan who caused Li Yinyang to hit him, so these words should have been said by Li Yinyang...
Moreover, Yang Qingshan also used the Good Corpse Pill on Li Yinyang. At that time, Li Yinyang still had a trace of kindness.
After rapid analysis in my mind, I have come to a conclusion...
Yang Qingshan met Li Yinyang and He Zhi! And their relationship is absolutely profound!
"He Zhi, long time no see." Yang Qingshan lowered his head, his slightly sunken cheeks also had some emotional fluctuations, and a faint cyan flashed in his eyes.
He Zhi's body was motionless, so naturally she couldn't answer Yang Qingshan.
But the remaining half of the old people all raised their heads, all looking at Yang Qingshan.
Suddenly, all the old people lowered their heads, as if they all stopped fighting in an instant.
Finally, there was only one person left in front. He looked at me blankly for a few seconds, and finally lowered his head...
Yang Qingshan jumped down from the eaves and landed next to me.
His complexion has returned to its calm state.
"Mr. Yin and Yang, who are in harmony with each other, are always related to the Taoist priests of the Liu family. Perhaps, this is what you call destiny."
When Yang Qingshan said these words, I couldn't tell whether he meant to say it to Li Yinyang, to He Pheasant, or to me.
I don't think it's strange that he is carrying the coffin. He follows me at any time. He also knows when I come to Yuan's Yin Yang House.
I even think that his coffin was probably prepared in advance to hold Li Yinyang...
But now, I really have countless questions that I want to ask Yang Qingshan.
What's more, it's his relationship with Li Yinyang and He Pheasant!
With a soft bang, the coffin fell to the ground, and the lid of the coffin was opened by Yang Qingshan.
"Send him to the coffin." This is what Yang Qingshan said to me.
I took a deep breath and stepped forward to move Li Yinyang's body.
At this time, I also noticed that Yang Qingshan’s eyes fell on Li Yinyang.
His face remained calm, but he shook his head slightly, sighed and said, "We parted ways without listening to your advice. When I was desperately questioning my heart on the side of the mountain pond, I once wondered whether you were using Yin Yang magic. Support justice and show compassion to the world. But I never thought that your eyes could also see wrong between good and evil."
"After death, the light goes out, and the things in the past are gone. I can see through it, but you can't. We walk together on this journey. This is also the fate your husband said."
After Yang Qingshan finished speaking, he stopped talking. I also picked up Li Yinyang's stiff body and put it into the coffin.
Then, Yang Qingshan sealed the coffin with the coffin lid.
I was about to speak, but Yang Qingshan raised his hand, handed a roll of old yellow paper into my hand, and said, "You and Liu Yushu are going here, and I will go with you."
"Senior Qingshan, I...you..." I hesitated to speak and wanted to ask again.
Yang Qingshan shook his head and said: "Forefathers are mourning, it is useless to know."
After saying this, Yang Qingshan carried the coffin on his back and walked towards the outside of Yuan's Yin Yang House...
I felt a little unwilling and wanted to catch up.
But suddenly I found that He Zhi's face was facing me at some point, and her eyes seemed to be slightly opened.
That astonishing touch of green made me so stiff that I couldn’t move...
The stiffness lasted for a long time, and by the time I could move my body, I was covered in cold sweat.
And Yang Qingshan has long disappeared...
"Grandma Grandma..." I looked bitter, but I didn't know what to say.
A faint mist suddenly rose up. The mist was white and bluish, and became more and more dense. It soon reached the point where you could not even see your fingers.
Even when I look up at the sky, I can't see the moonlight or stars.
There were rustling footsteps in the mist, as if the old people were moving again...
Vaguely, I felt a pushing force, and when I got close enough, I could see out of the corner of my eye that there were some old people walking rigidly to my side, pushing me out.
This is clearly He Pheasant seeing off guests...
I had no choice but to walk outside.
I clenched the old yellow paper Yang Qingshan gave me in my hand.
When I walked to the door of Yuan's Yin Yang House, I heard a faint, high-pitched singing voice, like a woman singing an opera.
"He's hag has a daughter, but she left home with her husband. The bright moon can tell her heart."
"Of course, there is a dilemma between yin and yang, and the little girl is guarding the house empty..."
At the end of the singing, it became sad and sad.
I walked out of Yuan's Yin-Yang House with a dazed expression, but my face got wet by some strange coincidence...
How much suffering did He Pheasant and Li Yinyang suffer back then?
But now, one person has to guard Yuan's Yin-Yang Mansion alone and guard the body of his deceased son, while the other has to be buried far away...
