The chirping of birds woke Ma Xiuying, and she opened her eyes lazily, the shadow was not in the room, and the warm sunlight shone in through the half-hidden door, as if gilding the room with a layer of golden light.

Pushing the door out, a breath of fresh air immediately rushed in front of her, and the eyes were lush, and the overlapping branches and leaves rustled with the wind, as if to welcome her arrival.

Sunshadow jumped in the green grass, holding a bouquet of colorful wildflowers in his hand, humming an unknown song in his mouth, very happy. Hearing Ma Xiuying's call, she jumped back and ran back.

Ma Xiuying asked, "It's just you, Master Dao Yan and they haven't come back yet?"

Yesterday, Xun Ying took Dao Yan and Mu Longsheng up the mountain, and after the two worshiped Liu Dashan and Ma, Dao Yan said that he would do a ritual for the deceased. However, when they left Pingjiang, they left in a hurry, and Dao Yan didn't take any magic weapons, so they planned to go to a nearby temple to borrow magic weapons.

Ma Xiuying said that there was a lack of magic weapons, and the guards should buy them.

Dao Yan insisted on borrowing it, because he only used it once, because it was too wasteful for him to use it once, and because the magic tools that were often used by monks were spiritual, and could make the deceased feel the most pious prayers.

Ma Xiuying was speechless for a reason, afraid that he would be troubled, so he sent guards to accompany him, and he didn't know where the nearby temple was, and several people went all night and didn't return.

"Previously, a guard came up to tell him that Master Daoyan still had to purchase incense wax and mounting paper in the city, so they had to delay for a while. Xun Ying found a clay pot to arrange the flowers, washed his hands, and filled a bowl of porridge, "You can eat something first." ”

Ma Xiuying picked up the bowl as she said, the millet porridge was boiled very badly, there were green vegetable leaves in it, it smelled fragrant and pleasant, but there was a little bitter smell in the mouth, chewing it carefully and sweet, she couldn't help asking: "What kind of porridge is this?" ”

Xun Ying smiled and said, "You have to finish drinking, this is the Houttuynia cordata that Master Dao Yan handed over to the slave when he left, which can cure your typhoid fever and relieve your cough." ”

Ma Xiuying, who originally planned to put down the bowl, had to drink the porridge silently under Xun Ying's bright gaze. The mood is like this bowl of porridge, bitter with sweet, sweet with bitter, since you want to reject people thousands of miles away, why do you have to care about her everywhere, she is very silent along the way, trying to hide her illness, but I didn't expect him to notice it, and treat her quietly in this way.

A high-pitched and hearty singing voice suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests, and Xun Ying's face was happy, "It must be Brother Mu that they are back." ”

Looking at her cheerful figure running out, Ma Xiuying really doubted that she still remembered her master in her heart.

Ma Xiuying followed out of the door, only to see Dao Yan floating in the gentle breeze, the wide robe flying, the golden sunlight shrouded him, and the refraction of the mist around him was dyed with colorful light, like the light of the Buddha. The bright and wise eyes, the calm demeanor and the indisputable bearing of the world make people have no doubt that this is a cultivator with great wisdom, such a person should indulge in the mountains and rivers, and let go of the hills and valleys, and should not be tainted by the red dust.

An inexplicable panic suddenly swelled up in her heart, she had caused a lot of killings over the years, intentionally or unintentionally, and her hands were covered with blood, was she still qualified to stand by his side? In the face of his clear eyes, she didn't dare to look directly.

Xun Ying's shouting made Ma Xiuying wake up from her trance, and she saw that Mu Longsheng and the guards were carrying a lot of baggage, and hurriedly walked over to help, pretending to be very busy.

Sunshadow opened up each bag and took a look, "Hey, what is this? This thing is so heavy! This thing is weird......"

There were guards, and Mu Longsheng looked very polite, "Shadow girl, these are all magic weapons for arranging the dojo, and when the master arranges them, I will explain them to you one by one." ”

Sunshadow glared at him dissatisfied, seeing that the guards didn't say anything.

Ma Xiuying said, "Let's go and help the master set up the dojo." "There's got to be something to do to keep her from getting cranky.

Several people came to the tomb.

Liu Dashan and Ma's well-dressed mound is low-key and luxurious, the area is not large, the square area is only five or six meters, the tomb is built with blue bricks, and a ring of guardrails has been erected around it to prevent insects and beasts from breaking in.

The tombstone is a whole piece of marble, with a crest on the top and a moon on the bottom. The inscription is engraved with gold powder, the left is a couplet "cut the moon and cut the clouds and deep grace is long, ask the clear lesson and rain virtue is eternal", the middle is the name of Liu Dashan and his wife, and the right tail is the name of Ma Xiuying and his wife and three children. The size of each word is coordinated with the proportion of the tablet, the handwriting is upright and strong, strong and powerful, and it should be from the hand of a famous artist. It can be seen that Zhu Biao was full of respect and affection for his grandfather and grandmother when he repaired the tomb, and he did not ignore the details.

The ground was clean, not a single leaf was gone, and incense burners and wild flowers were placed. This is the credit of Xun Ying, she has to go to the grave twice a day to clean and offer incense and worship.

As soon as she saw the grave, Ma Xiuying's complicated thoughts disappeared, only sadness was left in her heart, and her mind involuntarily appeared with her father's voice and smile before her death, and the scenes of kindness were like watching flowers and flowers spinning back and forth...... It wasn't until Xun Ying handed her a silk silk that she realized that she had already burst into tears unconsciously.

"It's my gaffe that delays everyone. Swallowing the salty and bitter tears in her mouth, Ma Xiuying blamed herself miserably: "The relatives have traveled to the immortals, and they have not presented their children and grandchildren." The wandering soul is thousands of miles, how to think about it. Relatives are gone, and the blessings of children and grandchildren have not been touched. Thousands of miles away, thinking thousands of degrees. Relatives have traveled to the immortal, and have not gathered their children and grandchildren. Wandering souls play thousands of miles, how to think about sorrow. ”

"Don't be too sad, don't be too sad, they will feel your filial piety. Dao Yan looked at her calmly, with concern in his eyes, worry, and a hint of distress.

Xun Ying interjected: "Master, the hour is not early, we have to hurry up and set up the dojo." ”

Seeing that Ma Xiuying was sad, Xunying was also sad, so she hurried to find something to do for Ma Xiuying, so that she wouldn't be so sad.

"I'm tired of the master. Ma Xiuying pressed her eyes with a silk silk and stepped aside.

One by one, the ritual utensils were invited out and placed on the case, and at the top was a Buddhist shrine, although small but very delicate, and the Buddha statues inside were lifelike. On both sides, there is a Ru porcelain net bottle, and a copper stove the size of a watermelon is placed in the middle.

Dao Yan lit the incense candles and sat on the futon with a rosary plate in his hand and recited the scriptures.

With the scriptures in her ears, Ma Xiuying gradually became calm, listening to the melodious Sanskrit sound, she seemed to have a sense of detachment and being in nature. The heart seemed to grow wings and flew to the edge of the sky to wander in the white clouds, and suddenly the white clouds turned into two kind faces, smiling and stretching out their hands to hug her......

"Dad! Mother!" Ma Xiuying suddenly opened her eyes and looked back blankly, Dao Yan was chanting, Mu Longsheng was knocking on wooden fish, and Xun Ying was burning paper, it turned out that she was the only one hallucinating.

Xun Ying asked softly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's fine. Ma Xiuying smiled and cried, looking up at Baiyun, father, mother, are you coming to see your daughter?