When the morning bell rang at the foot of the mountain, when Xiao Yue'er, who had slept all night, walked out of the room and came to the living room.
She wanted to scream, but she was speechless and let two lines of tears fall.
Li Xiuyuan, who was leaning on the recliner, opened his eyes, lifted the blanket covering his body, and waved to her: "Go get a pot of spring water and make tea."
Xiao Yue'er nodded and rushed towards the spring behind the house.
Until a pot of water made a whimpering sound, the tears on Xiao Yue'er's face still couldn't stop.
Just one night passed, and the godfather in front of him changed from the appearance of a middle-aged man to the look of Grandpa Xiaobao back then, with white hair, a face like a dead branch, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.
She knew that all of this was because of her.
If she hadn't been willful and insisted on going to Miao territory with Xiaobao, her godfather would never have become what she is now because of saving her.
Li Xiuyuan poured the spirit tea into the pot, looked at her and sighed.
She comforted you softly: "Xiaoyue'er, you were raised by me and Ajue on our backs. No matter how much your godfather does, you deserve it. You don't have to be so sad."
Xiao Yue'er took Li Xiuyuan's hand, which was like a dead branch, and cried, "Why did my godfather become like this overnight?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "To tell you the truth, ever since I came to Datang, I have been looking forward to this day coming earlier. This is my catastrophe. You just advanced the day of my tribulation by a few years."
Xiao Yue'er sighed, wiping her tears, and asked, "Xiao Bao, does he know?"
After pouring the spirit tea into the cup, Li Xiuyuan squeezed Xiao Yue'er's hand and began to search it carefully. Only after confirming that there was no trace of evil energy in her body did he start to laugh.
He replied: "Tomorrow, you and Xiaobao will take the place
I'm going to run over and pick someone up here. "
He is spending his last time brewing spiritual wine on the mountain and turning this year's spring tea into Hanmei spiritual tea.
Perhaps, this was his last labor in the Tang Dynasty, and he was going home with these spiritual wines and spiritual teas.
Xiao Yue'er took a sip of the spiritual tea, nodded and said, "Godfather, wait, Xiaobao and I will definitely pick him up."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at her and smiled and said: "I will make another spiritual wine, you can take it back and give it to your mother next spring, together with A Jue and Wang Yi from Penglai..."
This was also the last thing Li Xiuyuan did for his friends on Penglai Island.
Xiao Ling'er nodded and asked, "Can I let Xiao Ling'er break through?"
"If you can hold back and wait until next year to drink... it should help you break through the second level, right?"
Li Xiuyuan thought that he still had some elixirs with him, which he could use to brew two vats of spiritual wine, which would be his last practice in the Tang Dynasty.
While Princess Yuzhen and Xiao Yuhuan went down the mountain to the imperial city, Li Xiuyuan wanted to use his last time to do something within his power.
Xiaoyue'er quietly held a cup of spiritual tea, as if she had gone back to the time when she followed her mother to the snow-capped mountains for the first time.
I don't know when the spring rain began to fall in the sky. It looked a little messy and worrying, but it was very quiet under the eaves.
"Time flies, years are ruthless..." Li Xiuyuan said slowly.
In his memory, it was clearly the beginning of spring yesterday, and Xiaoyue'er yesterday was still a willful girl.
In a brief moment, the girl who was clamoring to eat steamed buns turned into the same age as Gao Yuer'er back then.
Time flies so fast. Think about it, yesterday Xiao Hei was there with his two younger sisters.
Running wild in the mountains...
"Daddy, Xiao Yue'er has grown up." Xiao Yue'er sighed quietly, feeling very sad.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "Did I make a mistake when I asked you to go to Penglai Island to practice?"
From his heart, he wanted a group of people to go to Penglai just to get away from the world and have a quiet place to practice.
But I didn't ask whether these people were willing or not.
Xiao Yue'er was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "It's very good there, no one will regret it."
Only Xiao Yue'er knew that if her godfather hadn't allowed her to embark on the path of spiritual practice, she would have grown old like Xiao Bao's parents.
How could he have the current level of cultivation?
But she couldn't understand that even though her evil spirit had entered her body and her cultivation had not declined, yet Li Xiuyuan became like this after absorbing her evil spirit?
As if he understood Xiao Yue'er's thoughts, Li Xiuyuan said: "I am different from you. You have true energy to protect your body and have not been completely swallowed up yet."
He himself also understood that if he still had some spiritual energy like he had in the ancient world, he would not be able to do anything about such evil energy.
At most, he is half Buddha and half devil.
Right now, if he didn't have the body of Nirvana, I'm afraid as long as a ray of evil energy enters his body, he will be wiped out immediately.
On this day, Xiaobao went down the mountain to the city market to buy things for his husband to make wine, and also bought him a lot of daily necessities.
The master and apprentice also bought five kilograms of the most delicious sauce beef.
Before going down the mountain, I washed the five water jars, and together with Xiao Yue'er, I even washed the rice.
Li Xiuyuan looked at it and smiled bitterly: "You are afraid that I won't have the strength to do it.
Well, in that case, let’s go pick some apricot flowers and bring them back. "
So, the three of them spent three days brewing all the spiritual wine.
Xiaobao felt relieved now, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Now sir, you don't have to go anywhere. At most, you can pick some spiritual tea behind the house."
Xiao Yue'er felt sorry for her godfather and refused to let him do the heavy work of making wine. She and Xiao Bao rushed to do it.
Seeing Li Xiuyuan shaking his head, thinking of Xiaobao's past temper, he said to the two of them: "When we go down the mountain tomorrow, we will transfer the Hongchen Inn to the current shopkeeper."
"It's a pity. Xiaoyue'er and I have to go back to Penglai. How about we stay with my husband?"
Xiaobao was worried that his husband was alone in Chang'an, so he tried to say: "We can go back to Penglai first, and then return to Chang'an to accompany him."
Without thinking, Li Xiuyuan said, "No, you can sell the inn and keep it on the 46th."
Xiaobao nodded.
No matter whether he and Xiao Yue'er come back or not, even if No. 46 collapses in the long river of time one day, that place cannot be sold.
After all, there are memories of him and Xiao Yue'er. He and Xiaoyue'er will strictly implement Mr.'s arrangements.
"Sir, will you wait for me and Xiaobao to come back?" Xiao Peng'er asked, worried about Li Xiuyuan, holding his hand.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said, "The person I'm waiting for is a good girl. You and Xiaobao must teach her how to practice in the future and don't bully her."
When Xiaobao heard this, his face suddenly turned red.
Hehe smiled and said: "Ahem, sir, have some tea... I don't have Xiao Yue'er. How can I dare to bully others?"
Li Xiuyuan didn't want to teach his precious disciple a lesson, so he thought for a moment and said, "Tonight, let's drink
One cup, you can go down the mountain tomorrow and pick me up early..."
That night, Xiaobao and Xiaoyue'er drank three glasses of spiritual wine from the ancient world and went back to the house early to rest, waiting for the moment when they broke through.
The next day, before Mr. Zhenzhu woke up, Xiaobao and Xiaoyueer went down to the snow mountain.
He didn't know how long it would take to go there, and Xiaoyue'er was even worried that she wouldn't be able to see her godfather when she came back, so the two of them didn't take the carriage.
Instead, he bought two horses and rode off in the spring breeze.
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It was foggy and rainy in spring, but Li Xiuyuan picked a few consecutive good weather days and made several pots of Hanmei Lingcha.
After much deliberation, after Yu settled Xiao Yue'er and Xiao Bao, and then settled Li Yueyuan, there was nothing worth worrying about.
It's not as good as the Great Zhou Dynasty back then. Even at the time of Nirvana, he was still thinking about Qingqing and Xiao Yan'er, Xiao Hei, Shuzi, Xiaohu and others.
Right now, he just needs to wait for Xiaobao to return to Chang'an with Li Yueyuan and arrange future practice with this poor woman.
Sitting in the mountains and looking at the scenery, the scenery facing him was blocked by Princess Yuzhen's annex.
So he had to move a chair from time to time and sit at the intersection to watch the apricot blossoms gradually blooming, the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain, and the Imperial City of Chang'an in the distance.
He wanted to take advantage of the beautiful spring scenery to see if Xiao Yuhuan would follow Princess Yuzhen to the villa on the snow mountain.
As a result, he waited for three days and did not see the two of them.
He thought again about counting the days. It was time for that guy Li Bai to come to Chang'an. Logically speaking, he would have to find Princess Yuzhen through his friends, but in the end, Li Bai didn't come either.
As the days passed, Li Xiuyuan felt that he was getting worse every day and that he was getting weaker every day.
Just him
Sighing again and again, looking forward to Xiaoyue'er and Xiaobao coming back soon, an unexpected guy stood in front of him.
Looking at the visitor blankly, Li Xiuyuan was a little confused.
People who want to go to Princess Yuzhen's annex take another route. The formation at the bottom of the mountain is open, and unimportant people cannot get up.
The corner of his mouth moved and he asked: "Who are you?"
Unexpectedly, the person who came suddenly knelt down in front of him, hugged him and started crying: "Brother, why have you become like this? Master and Brother Sanzang are both gone..."
"It turns out to be infinite..."
Sighing faintly, Li Xiuyuan smiled: "I've been looking forward to it again and again, and finally I've got you back."
Holding the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him, Li Xiuyuan could vaguely see the young monk from his face. A simple and honest expression.
Touching Wuliang's head, Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "Sanzang went to the Buddha's kingdom for Nirvana. Your master should have ascended on the snowy mountains... You don't have to be sad."
When Wuliang heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.
Said: "It turns out that Senior Brother Sanzang really went to the Buddhist Kingdom, will the master do the same? Brother, how did you become like this!"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and asked, "What about you? Are you going back to Chang'an to take up the old monk's mantle, or are you going to continue going back to Tianzhu, your home in Savatthi?"
Li Xiuyuan's eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't expect that before he was about to escape the tribulation, he would actually wait for the young monk who came back from Tianzhu.
After thinking about it, he sighed and said, "It's a pity that you came a few years late. If you had come earlier, you could still see the old monk."
The old monk was also Li Xiuyuan's regret. Even at the last moment, he did not take the time to transform himself into the Yuhua Temple.
The old monk who is an underground monk.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Your master later gave up being the abbot at the foot of the mountain and went to Yuhua Temple to study the Buddhist scriptures brought back by Tripitaka."
Wu Liang shook his head: "Wu Liang lives in Tianzhu, and it is not easy to let go of everything in the world. It wasn't until my wife left me that I went to the monastery to practice for many years..."
"I came to Chang'an just to see my brother, Senior Brother Sanzang, and Master. I didn't expect that they have all left Wuliang."
"So, where will you go in the future? Will you stay in Chang'an?"
Like Sanzang, Li Xiuyuan also hopes for a better future for Wuliang, at least as much as the monk Huiming in the grotto.
Tianliang thought for a while and replied: "Wuliang stayed with my brother... Even if he wants to practice, he will go to a grotto in the desert. I like it there."
"The desert..."
Li Xiuyuan suddenly thought of the monk Huiming back then. He wondered if the monk was well after these past events.
Holding Wuliang's hand, Li Xiuyuan was silent for a long time before asking: "How is Monk Huiming in the Grotto? Where is your great uncle? Did you see him when you came back?"
Wuliang shook his head: "Monk Huiming is still here and in good spirits... He said that my uncle never returned to the grotto after he went to Tianshan Mountain."
After saying these words, Wuliang asked again: "Why did my brother become like this?"
In Wuliang's heart, his brother is like a god. How long has it been? My brother turned out to be even older than the old monk.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and sighed, and replied: "This is my disaster..."
