Chen Yang answered all questions, and almost told them every bit of his life with the old man for more than ten years.

They listened very carefully.

After listening, he didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Yang asked, "Uncle Shi, hasn't the master been looking for you all these years?"

Imaku shook his head: "No." ”

"Oh. Chen Yang wanted to ask, why didn't he go and find it?

Jinkong is the abbot of Baiyun Temple, and it stands to reason that the master, as a Taoist, should not be unaware.

If so, why not?

He was even more curious, why did the master and the uncle separate?

If you count from the year you entered the Taoist temple, you will be separated for at least 17 years.

And he guessed that the time of separation was likely to be more than seventeen years.

Jinwen asked, "Senior brother didn't mention us to you?"

Chen Yang shook his head.

The two glanced at each other, and Jinwen said: "Since he didn't mention it, then forget it." ”

"Where is my brother buried? Let's go and worship. ”

"Just in the bamboo forest behind, I took my uncle over. ”

Coming out of the backyard, I happened to meet Xuanyu and Xuanzhen who were returning with a full load.

Xuan Zhen no longer has the indifference of Fang Cai at this moment.

After eating a raw tomato, he finally understood what kind of delicious Xuanyu called "delicious".

Chen Yang looked at half of the basket of vegetables, and his heart was not painful.

It's all your own family, let's eat it with an open belly.

Xuanyu asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Go and burn incense for your uncle. ”

"Oh, we'll go too. ”

"You go back first, and we'll talk to your uncle for a while. ”

Jinwen waved his hand and walked towards the bamboo forest.

When they came to the tomb, the two couldn't help but be attracted by this magnificent yin tomb.

Jinwen walked along the Yin Tomb, looked at the surrounding mountains, and said, "The place chosen by Senior Brother has excellent feng shui. ”

"Xuanyang, you go back first, let's talk to your master for a while. ”

"Oh, okay, then I'll go back to cooking. ”

He doesn't participate in the affairs of the older generation.

Although the two uncles are old, they have flexible legs and feet, and they have kung fu, but Chen Yang is not worried about them.

Jinwen looked at Chen Yang's back and asked, "What do you think of this child?"

"A very good child, if nothing else, just talk about this tomb. Can you be so attentive to another person?"

"This kid is likeable, younger than Xuanyu, but more stable than him, and not as yin as Xuanzhen......"

"Can you speak? Xuan Zhen is smart, besides, he is an outsider, not to his own family. Last time Xuanyu was bullied by the people in the view, didn't Xuanzhen rush up and come out?"

"I didn't say it was bad, I was complimenting him. ”

"Do you boast about that?"

"Okay, okay, I won't fight with you. Jinwen frowned: "Senior brother didn't tell him about us, wouldn't it be good for us to come over this time?"

"What's wrong? If you don't say it, I won't say it, Xuanyu Xuanzhen and they can hide it? Senior brother, he is just afraid of trouble, afraid of causing trouble to Xuanyang. ”

"Alas..."Jinkong sighed: "Senior brother, he has been busy all his life, and he thinks about others, but he never thinks about himself. ”

"Count it, it's been eighty-one years, and when I close my eyes, I still remember what my brother said when he left. ”

Jinwen was also silent, and the two people knelt in front of the grave, lit incense, and lit paper money.

Little by little, the memories come flooding my heart.

Taoist temple.

Chen Yang walked into the kitchen, Xuan Zhen was burning wood, and Xuan Yu was cooking.

One pot for cooking rice, one pot for stir-frying.

Chen Yang moved a small horse and sat on the side: "Xuanyu..."

"Still don't change your words?" Xuanyu said with a smile: "Senior brother." ”

“… Why do you pay attention to so much, shouting at you Senior Brother can grow a piece of meat?"

"You care about me, I just want to hear you shout, hurry up, shout and listen. ”

"Go to the side. Chen Yang ignored him and moved to Xuan Zhen's side: "Xuan Zhen, are my master and your master really the same brother?"

"Yes. ”

"Then do you know why they separated?"

Xuan Zhen asked, "Didn't your master talk to you?"

"Nope. ”

"Uncle Shi probably didn't want to mention it, after all, those things were indeed not good memories for Uncle Shi. ”

Xuan Zhen stuffed a piece of firewood, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

seemed to be brewing emotions, and after a while, he said: "In the thirties of the last century, the Japanese invaded China, and our country was full of devastation, and the people were struggling to make a living. You know these things, right?"

Chen Yang nodded: "I know." ”

"Do you know that there is a saying called 'go down the mountain to save the world in troubled times, and retreat and practice in prosperous times'? ”

"When resisting Japan, Shizu took Shibo down the mountain to kill devils......"

"Kill devils?" Chen Yang asked in a daze: "My master, has he killed devils?"

"Isn't that weird?"

Xuanyu said at this time: "In 41 years, Li Yuandao, the head of the Qipantuo Taoist Temple, led all the Taoists down the mountain to resist Japan and save people, and assisted the Eighth Route Army in transporting intelligence. ”

"You know the five warriors of Langya Mountain, right? Song Xueyi and Ge Zhenlin, who survived, were found and rescued by Li Daochang. ”

"It's a pity that in 43 years, the Japanese army attacked Langya Mountain, the Qipantuo Taoist Temple was burned, and all the Taoists were killed. ”

Chen Yang asked: "My master ...... him"

"Uncle Shi is just one of the people who saved people from the Chinese anti-Japanese resistance, everyone who resisted Japan was a hero, people don't have so much energy to remember everyone, but their efforts will never be forgotten. ”

Xuan Zhen held a firewood stick in his hand and said slowly.

"That year, the land of China was full of wolf smoke, and the ancestor took the eldest uncle down the mountain to save the people from fire and water, leaving only the master and Uncle Jinwen to guard the mountain gate. ”

"The master was only ten years old at that time, and Uncle Wen was only nine years old. When the master left, the master asked him, "Master, when will you come back?"

Xuan Zhen learned the tone of a child, and seemed to laugh at himself.

In the next second, it turned into a wry smile: "The ancestor told him: Shengshi will return." ”

In Chen Yang's mind, a picture appeared.

Two young Taoist priests stood in front of the dilapidated Taoist temple, looking at the master and senior brother with swords outside the door, their eyes showing reluctance.

Time passed day by day, and the two little Taoist priests grew up, often looking at the road that the master and his brother had walked at the foot of the mountain.

The prosperity has come, but some people have not returned.