As he slowly backed away, Li Xiuyuan chatted with the old man behind him, planning to cook a pot of porridge for a while before setting off, fearing that it would get dark if he left the forest.
After chatting for a while, I realized that after leaving this mountain forest and walking another two hundred miles, I found Furong Town where the old man was, a small town with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
As for the old man's name, in his own words, he has lived for so long that he has almost forgotten it.
Ximen Mengdie was very obedient, Lu Wuwu walked in front, and looked back at the master behind him from time to time.
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh, thinking that if this was the way forward, it would be a nice sight, but it was a pity that the two of them were going back.
No matter how I think about it, I can't be happy.
Just thinking about the difficulty of movement of the old man behind him, I couldn't blame him. After all, there was only one way here, either forward or backward.
After an unknown amount of time, Ximen Mengdie in front of him let out a cheer. Li Xiuyuan felt that his eyes suddenly became brighter, but he unknowingly returned to the mountains and forests.
Looking up at the bright sky in front of him, Ximen Mengdie smiled: "Master, I'll go find some branches and cook some porridge." Reading La
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said to Crow: "Go, watch your senior sister, don't run away."
Knowing that the little girl loved to play, he had no choice but to let the crow watch her in this strange place to avoid any sudden accidents.
The crow flapped its wings and flew forward, croaking: "Let's play for a while, don't worry."
After waiting for a while, until the old man behind him also left the long stone path behind him, Li Xiuyuan said, "Senior, do you want to say goodbye here or should you rest here for a while?"
The old man nodded, walked a dozen feet forward on crutches, and found a stone to sit under an old tree.
He sighed leisurely and asked, "My home is only two hundred miles away from here. I wonder where your hometown is?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but say: "My home, that is a far away place."
"How far is it? Can't you go back?"
The old man took out the gourd hanging from his waist, took a sip of water, and said slowly: "I always thought that only old people would be homesick, but I didn't expect that this young gentleman would not forget where his home is."
"When you are young and wander away from home, you will naturally miss your hometown."
Li Xiuyuan's expression was a little gloomy, and he said calmly: "I often think of it, but the way home is becoming increasingly blurry."
The old man looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Sometimes it doesn't matter if you think about it. The road ahead is the most important."
Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan showed a smile on his lips.
Thinking about the road ahead of me, if I could really spread it out, I'm afraid no one in the world would be jealous. I'm afraid even guys like Ximen Lone Star would have to back down.
Fortunately, after these years of suffering, Li Xiuyuan's state of mind is no longer the same as that of the young man who left home.
Otherwise, after hearing the old man's words, I'm afraid he would drop everything at hand, turn around and run away in the direction he came from.
"For me, home is a place I can't go back to yet." Li Xiuyuan said softly.
When the old man heard this, his eyes became extremely deep, like an abyss with no bottom.
After a long time, he said: "I think the young gentleman is upright. Although his face is covered with a black cloth, it can't block the sun. But your disciple and the crow..."
"Senior, if you see something wrong, you can just say it, if I can answer it."
Putting away his feelings about the past, Li Xiuyuan didn't know what the old man in front of him wanted to say, but he still didn't care because he cared.
"These two little guys have evil spirits on them."
As the old man waved his hand, he summoned an evil spirit from the depths of the mountain, and gently played with his dead branches like an old tree, just like an old naughty boy.
"Oh... did senior notice anything?" Li Xiuyuan asked.
The old man was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan didn't care at all, so he had to say:
"That's nothing, I just feel something is wrong."
As the old man waved his hand, the evil spirit between his fingers had disappeared without a trace.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he said slowly: "Since you are so plain, you should have heard the legend of Buddha and Demon."
Li Xiuyuan was slightly startled when he heard this, but did not hit the old man. He reached out and picked up a few stones from under his feet to build a simple stove, and waited for a while to light a fire to cook porridge.
Neither of them could starve, unlike him, who could starve for ten days and a half without making a sound.
The old man sighed and said quietly: "I don't know what method you used to temporarily control the evil spirit on them."
"What I want to tell you is that this evil spirit has condensed a lot of curse power. For you in the future, these evil spirits will be a disaster."
Li Xiuyuan asked: "What kind of disaster will it be?"
"A disaster that can swallow your life, swallow up two little guys."
The old man sighed leisurely and said imitatingly: "Since you can't purify these evil spirits, try not to be a good person and absorb such things for them in the future."
Li Xiuyuan's heart skipped a beat, wondering if the old man in front of him had seen through everything he had, or if he just saw the evil aura on Crow and Xiaodie'er.
Even so, he still didn't want to tell his secret.
He just replied calmly: "They are an inseparable fate in my life. Since there is trouble, I, the master, will naturally bear it for them."
For Li Xiuyuan, if he had a lot of time, he could also absorb Xiaodie'er's evil spirit, and then slowly refine it with the Buddhist Nirvana fire.
It's just that Xiao Die'er's demon blood is something he can't do anything about.
And he will never tell anyone about this matter now or in the future. Only his master knows about this matter, not even Huangfu Qingmei.
Unless the ability of the old man in front of him has overloaded his master, but the feeling the old man gave him was clearly different.
The old man sighed and smiled bitterly: "I once heard an old monk tell me that for thousands of years, demons have not let go of invading Buddhist temples. As long as there is a slight chance, they will come back..."
"And if you don't hesitate to waste your own cultivation to absorb those evil spirits for these two little guys, the curses in these evil spirits will become more and more terrifying in the future..."
If Li Xiuyuan had not given in to the old man and allowed him to walk through this narrow stone path first, the old man would not have wanted to say these words.
At the moment, he just wanted Li Xiuyuan to retreat, even if he needed to take action to remove the evil spirit from the two little guys.
However, the old man did not know that the evil spirit on the crow had been removed by the Bodhisattva.
The reason why he still gave the old man the illusion that he was filled with evil spirits was because Crow was always with Xiao Die'er.
The current Xiao Die'er is an out-and-out little witch.
As for the evil spirit, the old man is not absolutely sure, and if he absorbs it, the chance of refining it successfully is also very small.
Thinking of this, the old man immediately stopped trying to persuade Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said softly: "Everything I will bear is not just the power of these curses. No matter how much debt I have, it doesn't matter."
Compared with the cause and effect of Mount Xumi, Xiaodie'er may bear the power of the curse in the future due to these evil spirits on her body.
In Li Xiuyuan's view, it was not a problem at all.
"Master, we are back."
From a distance, Xiaodieer ran over with a bunch of dead branches in her arms, and the crow flew behind her.
Such a heartwarming scene, in Li Xiuyuan's opinion, is like entering the Nine Nether, so what? How can a person always have everything he wants? As long as Xiao Die'er is safe and sound, he will be happy.
While lighting the fire, Xiao Die'er and Crow carried the pot, washed rice and fetched water.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at the old man and asked, "Senior, there must be something important when you come here, right?"
In his opinion, the appearance in front of him seemed to be just
He could do something as trivial as being courteous to the old man, but he wouldn't agree to anything else.
The old man couldn't help but sigh when he saw Li Xiuyuan lowering his head to light the fire.
I wonder what kind of strong state of mind I must have to be able to go out sightseeing with a crow and a little girl even though I am blind.
The old man looked up at the mountain forest with mixed feelings in his heart.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "I met my wife when I was a teenager, and we have been together for a lifetime... I have too many memories here..."
"A hundred years later, she asked me to bury her in this mountain forest. She said she wanted to return to her hometown... I haven't come here to see her for a long time."
Having said this, the old man held his sleeves and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sighed again.
He murmured to himself: "I don't know if I will have the strength to come here to see her again next year... While I can still walk, I thought about it and came..."
Li Xiuyuan was silent for a moment after hearing this.
He was thinking that the old man could meet the love of his life somewhere in this certain year and month, and then stay together for the rest of his life, and finally bury the one he loved most with his own hands...
This seemed to be just a simple process, but he knew that the old man had lived for who knows how many years and could live an ordinary life for one hundred, three hundred years...
Such a life, if you think about it carefully, is probably something that many people in the world can only dream of.
After all, when people live in this world, they have to experience eight kinds of sufferings. He has experienced these sufferings one by one, and now he really doesn't want to look back on the path he has taken.
What exactly was gained and who was lost?
"I wish to win the heart of one person and never leave each other...Senior, this life is beyond the reach of thousands of people in the world."
Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself: "Even along the way, my senior should be the number one person."
After hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he said with reminiscence: "I just want to take another look at my lover. She is here alone, so lonely."
For Li Xiuyuan, the matter of love seemed to have been gently put down by some people before he even picked it up.
For this kind of thing, he could only sigh silently at the moment.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe she fulfilled her agreement with you in this life and went to another world... maybe she has already crossed the River of Forgetfulness and entered reincarnation."
At this time, he thought of the relationship between Nangong Ruyu's mother and Wu Xin.
He also thought about the situation where people would cross the bridge on the Forgotten River every day, and some people would be knocked off the bridge by the magic circle because they were unwilling.
He sighed and said leisurely: "I am not a Bodhisattva. I don't know how to comfort seniors. In the end, love in this world may become an obsession that no living person can give up."
Thinking of all the past events, a bitter smile appeared on the old man's face.
He said softly: "For an old man, if he can give up even this obsession, then what's the point of living?"
Nowadays, the old man's longing for his departed lover has become an obsession, and naturally he cannot let go.
Li Xiuyuan didn't know how to explain to the old man, so he could only say sincerely: "Living is not easy in the first place. Maybe the senior is right, and obsession can keep us alive."
The old man looked up at this area, as if he was remembering those beautiful youth days, and there was a fire burning in his eyes.
He said quietly: "I love my wife deeply. We once met and fell in love. Every mountain and forest here has left our footprints..."
"The sunrise over the sea of clouds in the forest, the small bridge and flowing water back in Furong Town, the green tiles and the slanting rain wet the sky and the earth... the shopkeeper who has been selling beef noodles for thirty years, and the tofu pudding at the entrance of the town woman……"
