To be honest, the people of Fudao Mountain were frightened by the sentence of sorrow.

From the Nineteen Continents Immortal Gate to the isolated island in the world, he has seen all kinds of people who want to ask for immortal questions.

Some people covet the power of immortals to raise their hands to destroy the heavens and the earth, and yearn for great power; some people, who are young and old, are about to die, but they are reluctant to have all kinds of mundane desires and want to live forever; and some people, thinking about the cycle of the Heavenly Dao, but unable to understand why the Heavenly Dao is like this, so they fall into a lot of thinking, and finally embark on the road of seeking immortals......

All kinds of reasons have been heard by the people of Fudao Mountain.

It's so simple and inexplicable, it's the first time.

The Fudao mountain man licked the chicken bones that had no meat, and his expression was quite reluctant, and he asked worriedly: "What why?"

Seeing that he had already gotten up, he carefully picked up the hem of the cloth skirt and stepped on the slightly wet mud.

She came out of the coffin and stood in front of the mountain man of Fudao, listening to his questioning, but her expression was gloomy. is the so-called family ugliness that should not be publicized, and I don't want to say more about Xie Buchen.

But think about it, so what?

By the time he stabbed that sword, the two of them had already broken off.

"My husband is about to go to the immortal and ask, I just want to find him and ask, why did you kill me?"

"What?!"

The Fudao mountain man was so frightened that a chicken bone stuck in his throat and almost choked himself to death.

"Was it your husband who killed you?"

"Exactly. Under the bright eyes, there seemed to be tears flashing for a moment, but they dried up in a blink of an eye, "Can't the mountain people believe it?"

“…… Not ......"

If ordinary people heard this, they would have already shouted incredulously, but after the initial surprise, the Fudao Mountain People shook their heads instead.

He looked up and down and saw sorrow, squinting slightly: "I don't know if there are immortals in the world, but there are many immortal cultivators in this world, but it is true." In order to seek immortals and seek the truth between heaven and earth, they want people to destroy their earthly hearts and cut off their mundane fate. Therefore, there is a saying, the name is: cutting the dust. ”

Cutting the Dust?

Seeing sorrow, I faintly felt that this Fudao mountain man was going to say something.

"What do you mean ......"

"People have no worries, put aside desires, and seek the Tao wholeheartedly, in order to achieve the supreme road. Therefore, the monks in the world will mostly wait until they have cut off the earthly edges, and then devote themselves to cultivation. The average monk has a very long lifespan, far beyond that of mortals, and when all six relatives in the world have passed away, the dust relationship will naturally be broken. It's just that some extreme people, impatient and unable to wait for decades of long years, will do something extraordinary. ”

When he said this, the face of the Fudao mountain man seemed to bloom with a layer of brilliance, and he finally transformed from an old beggar into a mountain man with a fairy wind.

He raised his hand and pointed at the sorrow, and saw that she was already stunned.

"You said that your husband went to ask the immortals and asked, and then killed you, that's probably it. ”

Killing his wife for the sake of truth?

How cold-blooded?

I almost laughed when I heard it.

"Such cold-blooded and vicious people, can God allow them to become immortals and become Buddhas?"

"No, heaven and earth are unkind, and heaven is ruthless. The bamboo pole in Fudaoshan's hand touched the ground lightly, and both hands pressed on the bamboo pole, looking at her with interest, "It's like I'm looking at you now, but you're just an irrelevant wild girl." Today, I saved you, a mountain man, because of fate and heaven, but if I only walk from this side today, there will be no intersection between you and me. Heaven and earth are to the monks, like you and me passing by. ”

For melancholy, these are too profound.

She didn't understand, it was still like she had answered before, she just wanted to ask Xie Buchen: Why?

The love of husband and wife who share hardships is really so fragile in the face of immortality?

A low sneer.

Seeing sorrow, he bowed to the deep-eyed Fudao mountain man: "Seeing sorrow, I know that I have already rushed to Huangquan today, but it was the mountain people who pulled me back from the ghost gate." The grace of saving lives is like re-creation, and it can be seen that there is no way to repay sorrow-"

"Do you want to make a promise?"

Fudao Mountain's eyes lit up suddenly, and he leaned forward, looking expectantly.

The old beggar who was full of "Heavenly Dao Benevolence and Righteousness" just now, at this moment, his face was full of obscenity again.

“……”

All of a sudden, all the words of thanks, and all the words of emotion were choked in my throat, and I didn't say it, and I didn't say it.

Although she had already realized that this Fudao Mountain Man did not look like a reliable person, she didn't expect the other party to be able to say such a thing directly, which really embarrassed her.

After hesitating for a long time, he barely laughed when he saw his sorrow, and said, "The mountain man made fun of ......."

Is that what rejection means?

The eyes of Fudao Mountain people lit up, and they suddenly darkened, and they felt that they had lost their appetite, and sighed: "Sure enough, the world has changed, people's hearts are not ancient, people's hearts are not ancient...... It took a lot of effort for the mountain people to get you back......"

Seeing sorrow and silently thinking, it is true that the world has changed, and people's hearts are not ancient.

In these years, these outsiders have been repaying their kindness, and they still want to do this?

Doesn't it mean that those who cultivate the Tao must give up their passions and desires?

Obviously, there is no one to answer the doubts of sorrow at this moment.

The people of Fudao Mountain didn't say anything when they saw that they were worried, so they couldn't help but touch the bridge of their noses, their old faces were a little unbearable, they coughed, and changed the topic: "Uh, what, now that you're fine, what are you going to do?"

What are you going to do?

The first thing that came to mind was Xie Buchen, and the next moment what reverberated in my mind was the small farm yard where I had only lived for a few months.

She lowered her head, smiled faintly, and said, "I'm going to go home and have a look." ”

Family.

Is that still home?

I don't know what I will encounter when I go back.

She looked up the cliff.

Seeing this, the Fudao mountain man explained: "I found you from above, and there are still blood stains and grass marks along the way, and it is estimated that the person who buried you also came from that side." ”

The person who buried her?

When he heard this, he suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at the dirt pit.

The damp wooden coffin was lying in the dirt pit, and there was a smudged ball of blood underneath, which was very piercing. There was a wooden plaque in front of it that fell to the ground, and it was her tombstone.

Seeing that he walked over, he squatted down, stretched out his hand and turned over the wooden card, and he saw it.

The tombstone was stained with dirt, but she could still make out the handwriting on it: it was Xie Buchen's handwriting.

The tomb of my wife Xie Shi?

Ha.

There's nothing more ironic than that.

Thank you for your sorrow?

No, she is not surnamed Xie now, let alone Xie Buchen's wife. She has a name and no surname, no father and no mother, just a wanderer between heaven and earth.

"I killed you and buried you, I really don't know if this one's fate has been cut off......

There was a faint voice from behind him, and there was the sound of a smack.

You don't have to look back when you see sorrow, you can know that the people of Fudao Mountain have started to gnaw on chicken legs again.

She straightened up, took one last look at the tombstone, then turned back to the Fudao mountain man, and saw that he really began to gnaw on the chicken leg again, and finally couldn't help asking, "Mountain man, where did this chicken leg come from?"

"This?" Fudao Shanren rolled his eyes, looked at the chicken leg in his hand, and said with a smile, "You want to eat it too?"

After speaking, he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole chicken leg directly with a click.

There was a "grunt" sound, as if a chicken leg had entered his stomach.

The people of Fudao Mountain looked at the sorrow proudly.

Seeing that he finally couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Why didn't I choke you to death!"

"You!"

The people of Fudao Mountain opened their eyes wide as if they had seen a ghost.

"What did you just say?"

Seeing sorrow, he turned to look at the cliff.

The yellow mud has recently been soaked with rainwater, staining the black rocks on the cliff section. There are a few old trees rooted in the crevices of the rocks, and their branches are strong. The cliff is not high, with trees on both sides, and on the left there is a slope overgrown with weeds, as if it could be walked.

As if he hadn't said anything offensive at all, he walked towards the slope and said lightly, "Did I say anything?"

Fudao Shanren puffed out his eyes and followed her steps: "Why didn't you choke me to death?" I'm your savior, how can you say such a thing, how can you do that to me?"

"I didn't want to eat your chicken legs. ”

Seeing that he was just curious, he wanted to talk to the people of Fudao Mountain seriously, but he didn't expect that the conversation between the two was not on the same line at all, and he couldn't bear it, so he came up with that "evil word".

"I'm just asking you why you didn't choke to death. ”

That's not right!

The mountain man of Fudao became more and more angry, and stomped his feet non-stop: "Mountain man, I have practiced all over the sky, how can I be choked to death by a small chicken leg? I have said that I am a mountain man, how can you ask such a mentally retarded question?"

Seeing that he had already walked up the slope, he saw that there were some steep slopes.

She had to be very careful not to fall down, and for a while, she really didn't have the heart to deal with the people of Fudao Mountain, so she didn't care about talking, she only gritted her teeth and climbed up.

The mountain people of Fudao are not like her, walking on the slope, that is called a flat land.

While poking the weeds all over the slope with a broken bamboo pole, he angrily accused him of sorrow.

"Do you know how hard it took me to save you? I've saved so many people, and it's the 367th time I've seen you as ungrateful!"

Seeing that he finally couldn't help it, he stopped, turned around and asked him seriously: "Shanren, how many times have you saved people?"

"Is this...... Wait for me to count...... "The mountain man hurriedly pinched his fingers and dotted them, and finally said, "Counting you, a total of three hundred and sixty-eight times." ”

"Oh, how many ungrateful ones are there?"

"Three hundred and sixty-seven. There was an unspeakable sadness and indignation in the voice of the Fudao mountain man.

"Oh......"

Seeing the sorrow, I suddenly realized.

"After all, there is only one who is ungrateful, and that's great, I'll be the second. ”

"Huh?"

The Fudao mountain people looked at her in surprise.

The second ungrateful man.

Seeing that there was no explanation, Fang Cai's pale face was already dyed with a sickly flush because of the difficulty of climbing, she just smiled reluctantly, and turned around to continue.

The weeds in front of me are not shallow, and when you walk through them, you will occasionally cut the skin on your hands.

Seeing the sorrowful brows, he gradually furrowed.

The people of Fudao Mountain followed alongside, looking carefully at him, who had been extremely noisy, and he didn't know why there was no sound at this time.

I didn't pay attention to it, I just thought that this section of the slope was not very long......

She took the last step to climb up, and sure enough, she saw an open space in front of her.

The grass was carpeted, the trees were lush in the distance, and a road stretched into the forest and winded towards the mountains in the distance.

As the evening approached, it had begun to darken, and the small village in the middle of the col seemed to have curling smoke wafting up.

Seeing that she was worried, she climbed up from the underworld and returned to the world.

At the foot of the cliff, she felt that the scenery was unfamiliar, but when she came up, she immediately knew that the small village not far away was where her family was located.

A series of doubts that I didn't think of before suddenly came to my heart.

Is Xie Buchen still there?

Where did he go after burying her?

Will the villagers know they're dead? What about them?

At home, is it still the same as it was?