After listening to the old man's human story about the small bridge and flowing water, I saw that the sky was getting dark, and I was afraid that I would not be able to walk through the ten-mile stone path in front of me today.
Fortunately, Wu Wu and Xiao Ling'er brought back two pheasants from the mountains, so Li Xiuyuan, who seemed to have nothing to do, had to light a fire again and then grilled the food for the night.
The old man was not in a hurry, as if chatting with Li Xiuyuan brought him back to the time in those days, this mountain forest was filled with the laughter of his lover.
The former lover has now returned to the mountains and turned into a handful of loess. He can only face a pile of luxuriant grass graves alone. Only the old man knows the sadness in this.
While listening to the old man's story, Li Xiuyuan lit a fire and placed two prepared pheasants on the fire... After thinking about it, he took another pot of spiritual wine.
If you have never experienced the story, you will not be able to understand the joys and sorrows of the protagonist in the story, the old man's persistence in the past, and his persistence in losing his lover.
At the moment, Li Xiuyuan can only understand half of it at best.
He didn't even know whether the old man in front of him was like him, an unworldly gentleman, or whether he was really an ordinary person.
So, he took out a pot of spiritual wine.
If the old man is really just an ordinary person, then three glasses of spiritual wine can at least allow the old man to see the scenery for another ten or even twenty years.
"I want to drink it too." The crow smelled the aroma of the spirit wine and couldn't bear it.
"Master, Die'er wants to have a drink too!" Xiao Mengdie saw that the crow wanted to drink, so naturally she was not willing to be alone.
Smiling slightly, Li Xiuyuan calmed down his mood, looked at the old man and said, "Senior, try the apricot blossom wine I brewed."
The old man was a little surprised when he heard this, but when he smelled the faint fragrance of apricot blossoms, he finally smiled.
He murmured: "Um...thank you."
"I brewed this myself, senior, you don't need to be so polite... You two guys are only allowed to have one drink, and be careful of the monsters at night."
Xiao Mengdie's eyes narrowed and she said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, Dieer. I will go to sleep in the tree in a while..."
Li Xiuyuan poured a glass of spiritual wine for the old man, poured two more glasses and placed them next to Xiao Mengdie. He looked at her and the crow and said, "No, from now on, don't go to the tree again..."
He also didn't expect that Xiaodie'er would learn to find a place in the tree to sleep on her stomach just by telling some past events in the academy.
If it falls accidentally, it will be a troublesome thing after all.
The crow laughed when he heard this: "Senior sister, Li Xiuyuan is afraid that you will fall from the tree, so don't climb such a high tree again."
Xiao Mengdie thought for a while, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said "Oh", then replied: "Then Die'er will accompany the master."
After pouring the spiritual wine, Li Xiuyuan waited for the old man to drink two glasses of spiritual wine, then divided the roasted pheasant into three portions and handed them to the old man and Xiaodie'er.
Then he said to the crow, "You eat first. Starting from tonight, you have to learn to keep vigil."
When the crow heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Well, what is a night vigil?"
Li Xiuyuan ignored it and just said one word quietly: "Get out!"
There was a small red clay stove, and green ants made fresh wine. That night, Li Xiuyuan didn't know the old man's physical condition, because there was no rumble of thunder in the sky.
He only heard a few snoring sounds of different levels around him, including the crow who had drunk two glasses of spiritual wine and lay down next to him to dream.
Even so, Li Xiuyuan still felt a little happy and proud in his heart.
The joy is that it has been a long time since he has enjoyed the feelings of love, hate and separation in the human world. The friends on Luoxia Mountain have long been ignorant of the sufferings of the human world.
He couldn't even feel the warmth tonight from Old Man Zhang.
Neither can the people in the wild world. Whether it is the eldest sister Li Qiu Shui or Xiao Hong, who is the lowest in cultivation, they are far away from the pain of being unable to ask for and being reluctant to give up.
Only tonight, he learned from this unknown old man and from the old man's unintentional words.
It feels like I'm back in my youth
At that time, I came to the flower-filled building in Bai Jade City and stared blankly at the joy of the flowing water in the small building.
After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
That night, he finally didn't wake up the crow. He was worried because he was drinking and keeping vigil for the first time.
He set up a magic circle in front of everyone, and then went to pursue his dream.
But not above the mountain stream, under the dim moon, Qing Jiao stared blankly at the group of people in front of the stone path in front of the mountain, thinking that if the old man came in, could he make you look back?
What an incredible thing.
So, Qingjiao looked at the bright moon, thinking about the Buddhist scriptures he had just learned, and while reciting them in his heart, he silently watched for Li Xiuyuan and others all night.
When the old man woke up, he smelled a faint aroma of porridge.
Looking up, the young man carved two lines of characters on the stone wall not far away.
At that moment, I couldn't help but recite: "Be kind to yourself and be kind to others... If everyone in the world is like this, how can there be joys and sorrows?"
After hearing this, Li Xiuyuan put away the iron sword in his hand and sighed softly: "Sometimes, it is better to have some hope in your heart than to have nothing and despair."
The old man was shocked when he heard this, thought for a while and replied: "Yes, one should have hope in one's whole life."
"Master, can we have porridge?" Ximen Mengdie, who followed Crow to wash up, shouted to Li Xiuyuan while holding the porridge.
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "Hurry up, let's continue on our way after eating."
Asking what love is in the world can teach you how to make love between life and death.
Li Xiuyuan did not discuss love with the old man. What he had to face now was not love, but how to walk on this heavenly road that was not a heavenly road.
It is his destiny to go to the foot of Mount Sumeru to achieve karma.
But the old Taoist master told him that this was also his calamity, even more terrifying than the five declines of heaven and man.
After watching Ximen Mengdie finish two bowls of porridge, Li Xiuyuan bowed his hands to the old man and said goodbye. Goodbye means that we will never see each other again.
Holding Xiaodie'er's hand, she came to the stone path and thought about it and said: "Senior, my master said that since the person has left, it is best to remember and stop thinking."
After saying that, without looking back, he took Xiaodie'er's hand and took a step forward, disappearing in front of the old man and in front of Shanzhang Qingjiao.
Hearing these words, the green dragon on the mountain stream did not react for a moment.
After a long time, he slowly raised his head, with a confused look on his face, and murmured to himself: "Why do you want to read it?"
"If I were to recite it, would it be a betrayal of the past to stop reciting it?"
The old man looked at the direction Li Yuan was leaving, looked at the two lines of words on the stone wall, and murmured: "Is it possible that you have practiced Buddhism?"
In the winding path leading to the secluded place, Xiao Mengdie thought about what the master just said and asked: "Master, what does it mean to stop thinking and stop thinking?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and explained to her: "Before Die'er can't return to the wilderness, you have to temporarily forget your grandmother, grandma and parents. This is to remember."
Ximen Mengdie nodded and replied thoughtfully: "Die'er seems to understand, so, what is breaking?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, thought for a while and replied: "There are two reasons for giving up. One is that we separated from the old man just now. From now on, we will forget him."
"Secondly, if you don't practice well and never reach the realm of a saint throughout your life, then you won't be able to return to the wilderness. Then you will have to completely forget your grandmother and the others..."
But Ximen Mengdie understood this sentence, thought about it and replied, "Then Die'er can't be lazy anymore."
Crow thought for a while and asked: "I said, you won't lie to me that you are a senior sister, right? A saint...how far away is that?"
Li Xiuyuan chuckled: "Just because you can't do something, doesn't mean Die'er can't do it either."
When Xiao Die'er heard this, she felt a surge of pride.
He clenched a small fist and waved to the crow in front of him: "Junior brother, you have to work harder
Oil... whatever the master can achieve, Die'er must also achieve it. "
The crow cawing twice and stopped talking.
His thoughts are very simple at the moment. As long as he has food and drink and can move forward with Li Xiuyuan, he will be satisfied.
As for what will happen next, who knows? At least in its opinion, it is already very powerful right now.
The crow flies in front, the butterfly chases behind, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind.
Although Li Xiuyuan didn't know whether it was summer or spring, he felt very comfortable just smelling the faint rosewood.
When you feel relaxed, you will naturally feel less worried.
He thought about it all night yesterday. Since God allowed him to walk all the way from that heavenly gate to here, then it would naturally make sense.
Maybe God saw that he kept swinging his sword since he left the Tang Dynasty, and felt that it was missing some beauty.
Do you want to use different tricks to torment him with the fireworks of the Tang Dynasty?
That doesn't matter, as long as you can follow the road ahead, keep walking, and finally walk out on this road to the sky.
Although God has not given him any hints until now, what exactly should he do? Even his master seemed to have forgotten him.
Then, he followed his own wishes and took Crow and Ximen Mengdie forward.
If he passes by the human world, he will enjoy the fireworks of the human world.
If he were to walk through the jungle, he would probably have to compete with the monsters on the road to see whose fist was bigger. There were no restrictions on him like the Tang Dynasty.
So, apart from Xiao Mengdie's occasional attacks of obsession, what else could stop him?
God seemed to have deliberately played a joke on him. As Li Xiuyuan kept thinking about it, he walked forward and saw that it was almost noon.
He even had a feeling that he had arrived at the place where he met the old man yesterday...
An exclamation came from the front: "Senior, who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
The crow quacked: "Li Xiuyuan, there is suddenly another woman here, what should I do?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed in his heart, looked up at the sky, and said in a daze, "Do you think I'm too idle? Are you trying to torment me in a different way?"
"My child, what are you talking about? Do you think I am someone who is causing trouble for you?"
Just as Li Xiuyuan was talking to himself, a woman's voice came from not far ahead.
In Li Xiuyuan's consciousness, three feet in front of him was a woman who was less than forty years old. She was not considered old, she was just a little dream butterfly barking randomly.
His eyes only saw black and white, and he could not see the color of the woman's skirt. Even on the woman's head, he did not see a strand of white hair.
After thinking about it, he sighed softly and asked, "Crow, can I get through it?"
The crow shook his head and croaked back, "No."
When Xiao Mengdie heard this, she became anxious and screamed: "Master, do we have to turn back again? We have already reached the place where we met the grandfather yesterday..."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, raised his hands to the woman in front of him and asked, "Senior, where do you want to go?"
The woman looked at him and sighed quietly: "My son died in vain for some reasons. Later, I buried him in this mountain forest. I came here to see him..."
Without her in his eyes, there was only a dark shadow in Li Xiuyuan's eyes, a shadow that obviously did not allow him to pass by, blocking his way.
I sighed in my heart, it turns out that the distance between us is really the end of the world...
