Chapter 162: A Thousand Years of Love

The old servant is weaving bamboo baskets in the backyard alone, but the back of the rickety and a pile of bamboo pieces are difficult to distinguish, there is a large bamboo garden planted in the backyard, and the ground is full of withered yellow bamboo leaves, Chenguang from the bamboo forest through the spots scattered on the ground, a stream of moisture rises from the ground, covering the bottom of the entire bamboo forest, as if these bamboos grow from these fog, and the old servant is like a solidified gray stone guarding this bamboo forest.

Ao Xuanyun walked over with his hands and feet, found a bamboo chair next to him and sat down, quietly watching the old servant weaving, but he didn't say what he meant.

The old servant's hands are full of calluses, his fingers are rough, but he is very flexible, and the strands of shaved bamboo are shuttling in his hands, stacking each other, even and orderly, but they will never be disordered, let alone intertwined, like well-trained creatures, they can do whatever they want, let them do whatever they want, people will do anything, orderly, Yan Ran was born to become a bamboo basket of bamboo.

The old servant was weaving, but his eyes were half-closed, and he didn't need to look at it at all, those bamboo pieces should go there, but they were very familiar, and the ten fingers seemed to be automatic, and they no longer needed the call of the eyes, but they naturally ran in the bamboo pieces like flowers, so flexible but no one could have imagined that it was the hand of a dying old man.

"Childe is here, is there anything to ask the old slave?"

Half a sound, the old servant still took the initiative to ask, but he didn't look at Ao Xuanyun, but just said to the bamboo basket in his hand.

"It's nothing, but I'm very interested in this weaving craft, so I want to come and learn from the old man, I don't know if the old man is willing to help this weaving technique?"

Ao Xuanyun had an expression of adoration on his face, but he was also telling the truth.

"Do you want to weave a birdcage for your sparrows?"

The old servant is still weaving the bamboo pieces in his hand, but he knows it in his heart, and he is unwilling to answer Ao Xuanyun's question, this weaving craft is no longer tempting for young people, and it is only for a small purpose to learn it, but he doesn't really want to sit here and study this weaving way.

"The old man guessed accurately, there was a sparrow flying last night, but it was drenched in heavy rain all night, I want to make a birdcage in the future, let it stay in it, so that I can take it with me at any time!"

Ao Xuanyun said as he picked up a piece of bamboo and looked at it carefully.

"You are kind, of course this sparrow is grateful, but you don't know if it wants to live in a birdcage, this bird likes to be free, there is a blue sky to let it fly, how can it be content with one of your birdcages!"

When Ao Xuanyun heard the meaning of this old servant's words, he made a big move, but he also had his own idea, and he grinned: "Old man, how do you know that this bird is unwilling to enter the cage?"

The old man stopped the weaving in his hand, looked at Ao Xuanyun and said, "Of course it said it himself?"

Ao Xuanyun followed the old servant's eyes and looked back, only to see that the spirit bird was already standing on the bamboo branch behind him, staring at the bamboo piece in Ao Xuanyun's hand with a very reluctant look.

Ao Xuanyun looked at it and said, "Little Spirit Sparrow, it turns out that you have come here with me, but I don't know, don't you want to have a home?"

The sparrow twisted its head, as if willing but unwilling.

"Home is not a cage, a cage may not be a home, you have your thoughts, but you don't know its thoughts, it may want to have a home, but it is not the cage you want to weave!"

The old servant began to weave the bamboo basket in his hand again, but he was talking without a moment, which made Ao Xuanyun a little puzzled for a while, this cage is not home, but the cage can bring the feeling of home, and if this sparrow lives in the cage, its food, naturally someone can take care of it, and it doesn't have to work so hard to sleep in the open.

"I don't know what it thinks, but if there is a cage, at least I can guarantee that it will not be bullied, and it will not be caught by hunters, and I can still find it something to eat every day, what's wrong with that, is it wrong for the old man?"

Ao Xuanyun asked, he had learned the old servant to start weaving, but his hands did not listen to the call, the weaving technique is not a person who can learn it as soon as he is smart, which takes time and needs to be tempered to practice makes perfect.

"The so-called sky is high and the birds fly, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, although the spirit bird is small, but there is also the ambition of the bird, the sky is of course much better than your bird cage, if it is not in the blue sky, the sky is its home, if it has no intention to chase the blue sky, then this forest can also become a person's home, what bird's nest you have seen is a cage, just like you, where is your home, you wander in the situation, the situation is also your home, if you let you settle here, I think this can also become your home, but whether you want to, you are not it, I don't know what it thinks！”

The old servant's words, so that Ao Xuanyun has nothing to say, this spirit sparrow has the spirit of the sparrow, he doesn't know, the sky is home, this situation is home, but he has never thought about it, but let this old servant say the ground, it is difficult that he doesn't want to have a home, but he originally had a home, and now he is alone, what should the home be like, so the home and the old servant's home do not seem to be a home, just like the autumn rhyme in the mountains, this may be his home, but it is not his home.

"Old man, is this Lionheart Mountain your home?"

The old man looked up at the sky and sighed: "Yes, this Lionheart Mountain is indeed my home, I am just an old bird with no ambition, and I no longer have curiosity and interest in traveling outside, so when the old bird returns to the nest, I don't care if this is a cage or a vast sky!"

Ao Xuanyun thought that if the people in this realm could be like this, I am afraid that they would be much calmer, less fighting but more harmonious, but this also needs years of tempering, and it can not be achieved overnight, just like this craft, it is not a day's work, he also knows that he just said that he wants to learn this craft, but it sounds like child's play to the old man, learning art can not be achieved in a day, but this way of cultivating the soul is also a long-term thing, and it is not possible to achieve it quickly.

"Old man, your craft is very pure, I don't know how many years it takes to weave so freely?"

Ao Xuanyun doesn't want to talk about this family anymore, because if you evoke those memories, it will make Ao Xuanyun add endless troubles, this trouble is like the sleeping memory, if you don't wake it up, it will naturally not provoke you, if you provoke it from time to time, it will really become your trouble.

The matter of the sparrow, but it has to go with the flow, it is in the same family with itself, it doesn't matter, but the sparrow behind is just listening quietly, it seems to be listening to the two chatting, it is also a kind of fun, and it seems that they are also thinking about the realm of the family that the two of them just said.

"This realm of hundreds of millions of living beings, the intention is by its heart, as long as you have the shape of this basket in your heart, the hand can naturally move with your heart, but it takes time to get acquainted, this bamboo naturally also has the nature of bamboo, if you can follow its nature, then the weaving of things is also very natural, if it is forcibly woven, although it is beautiful, but it is not natural, it is not easy to use, and it is easy to break. ”

The old servant said very lightly, but in Ao Xuanyun's hands, it was a different look, this bamboo is elastic, if a few pieces are intertwined, it will naturally use some strength, if it is too strong, this bamboo piece will be broken from it, and the spacing separation is a world of difference from the old servant's weaving, Ao Xuanyun is looking at it and feeling that it is too ugly, and he can't bear to make it again.

"Old man, how many years have you been guarding Lionheart Mountain here?"

Ao Xuanyun finally began to ask about business, and his interest in this old man was as strong as his interest in the autumn rhyme in the mountains.

"You say me, how many years have I been in this Lionheart Mountain, but I can't remember, but I am not guarding this Lionheart Mountain, I live in the mountain, just now I have said that for an old man, this place has long been my home, if you insist on saying that it is guarding, it is better to say that it is to accompany!"

The old servant stopped what he was doing and looked at the Lionheart Mountain behind him, but he was very peaceful, just like looking at one of his relatives.

"Yes, there are spirits in the mountains, and there are hundreds of millions of living beings in this realm, whether it is guarding or accompanying the living beings, it is always a love!"

Ao Xuanyun thought thoughtfully, he thought of the spirit of the green mountain, and the eight-hundred-year-old couple, who stayed together and accompanied each other.

"You're not stupid!"

The old man looked at Ao Xuanyun with some appreciative eyes, a kind smile, this age difference, sometimes it is difficult to communicate in some places, and it is the same when speaking, young people talk about the present and the future, while people in the twilight like to talk about the past, talk about their feelings, but they don't imagine the future anymore, how the future will seem to be the same for them.

Ao Xuanyun knew that his idea was still right, just now the old man said that he was accompanied, so the implication was like accompanying an old friend, and this Lionheart Mountain must be a mountain with spirits, then its spirit must be a friend of the old man, so that the old man will accompany him here affectionately.

"It's rare for the old man to be so affectionate and righteous, and has been with it, but this mountain has at least hundreds of millions of years, and will continue for hundreds of millions of years, but the life of the human soul is limited, I don't know how old the old man is this year, and how long can he accompany this Lionheart Mountain. ”

Ao Xuanyun asked a little hastily, and the language was very ugly, asking how long an old man could stay with him, if he didn't know each other, he would definitely be angry, but Ao Xuanyun knew that this old man would not be angry, if it was for the angry person, he would definitely not come to accompany this mountain, and he also knew that the old man could hear his real question, not to ask how long the old man would live, but when the spirit of Lionheart Mountain would be born.

The old servant smiled and said: "You still have to ask after all, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I won't be with you for long!"

The old servant's words, although they did not give Ao Xuanyun a clear answer, also let Ao Xuanyun know what he wanted to know.

"Why is this called Lion's Heart Mountain, a hundred miles opposite is the Lion Mountain Town, could it be that the spirit of the mad lion was born here!"

Ao Xuanyun himself didn't know why he asked like this, because one was a guess, he didn't know about this mad lion originally, but the spirit in his body seemed to know something, so sometimes the questions he asked, even he would be taken aback, but this is what makes more people think that he is very mysterious and elusive.

"You are very smart, but you still only know one thing, this Lionheart Mountain is not only the spirit of the mad lion in this mountain, even the spirit of the wild lion and the soul of the white sheep are transformed in this mountain together, of course they have to go back to the realm, then I don't have to accompany this spiritless Lionheart Mountain, there is no lion heart and soul of the mountain, but I don't need to be here as an old man!"

Ao Xuanyun sounded very clear, it seems that thousands of years ago, this mad lion self-explanatory, not only turned the spirit of the mad lion into this mountain, but also together with the soul of Bai Hong, the ancestor of Baiyangping, in this mountain at the same time, and it will naturally be born after a thousand years.

"Old man, the mad lion should be a man, and this Bai Hong should be a woman, do the two old men know each other?"

The old man didn't answer anymore, he felt that there was no need to dwell on the things of the millennium, for him, this question was no longer a problem, just looked at Ao Xuanyun and smiled, which was an answer.

Ao Xuanyun understands in his heart, he doesn't answer but he answers, some answers, but he doesn't need to say anything, maybe it's just the smile just now, Ao Xuanyun already understands, and at the same time, he can be said to have admired the old man for thousands of years, and he also respected the old man more.

"The old man, are all the descendants of the mountain surname in this Shishan Town, and what is the surname of the old man?"

Ao Xuanyun asked more and more, and asked more and more deeply.

The old man looked at Ao Xuanyun and said: "Since my son-in-law can invite you here, he must trust you, but I don't know who you are, it seems that your identity is definitely not ordinary, young man!"

Ao Xuanyun then remembered that he had talked to the old man for a long time, but he didn't remember to introduce himself, and he wanted to come to the mountain but didn't explain to the old man, first, he respected himself and didn't reveal the identities of the three people at will, and second, he didn't want Ao Xuanyun to have too much contact with this old man, maybe he just said that he was an ordinary friend, or a friend who was more advanced than ordinary.

"Old man, I am from Jiuling Town, my name is Ao Xuanyun, I am the guardian of Jiuling Town, and I am also the new city lord of Jinniu Town!"

Ao Xuanyun introduced himself truthfully and did not hide it at all.

"It seems that the rumors are indeed true, the original city lord of Jinniu Town, Linjiang Immortal, has been attached to you, so you will know about this lion spirit, and will also take the initiative to come to me as an old man to chat, all this may be destined in the dark, it doesn't matter, if you have anything unclear, you can ask me, I think that Linjiang Immortal Xiao'er will not pick the wrong person who possesses the spirit!"

Ao Xuanyun is very happy in his heart, he doesn't want to meet someone he knows here, this is also a kind of chance, this matter of Shishan Town, the wrong trace is complicated, if he can't do anything, not only can he not succeed, but he may harm the Moon God and others, although he doesn't know how the Moon God is now, but he has an intuition, this Shishan Town attracted him here, not to make friends with him, to do such a despicable thing in Shuangling Town, thinking that the city lord of this Shishan Town must be a person who does not follow the rules, so he needs to know more about this Shishan Town.

"As for who is the person in Shishan Town, but after experiencing this situation, and since a thousand years ago, after the mad lion turned into a force to fight the alien spirits of the other world, he turned into a spirit in this Lionheart Mountain, and this Lion Mountain Town is basically a descendant of the wild lion, and there are many surnames at the beginning, but after thousands of years, the surnames are also diverse, and many foreign creatures are also living and working here, I am surnamed Shan, you can call me Shanbo, but it is not the same as this mad lion mountain family. ”

Shanbo already trusts Ao Xuanyun very much, and Ao Xuanyun has no malicious intentions, so it is reasonable to inquire about these things.

"Uncle Shan, just said that the alien spirits of a thousand years ago are those strange spirits that haunted half a year ago, and those strange spirits caused a tragedy in my Jiuling Town, which is unbearable to see, and I, as the guardian of the Nine Spirits, must let these evil spirits pay for their blood debts. ”

Ao Xuanyun said but reminded him of the tragic situation in Jiuling Town, and he was sad and indignant in his heart, and he said it righteously and unavoidably.

Shan Bo touched his beard, looked at Ao Xuanyun and said: "Yes, the alien spirits of a thousand years ago are the alien spirits of half a year ago, but those alien spirits are some spiritless beasts, there were no spirits in the air of the other world a thousand years ago, but according to my opinion half a year ago, it seems to be carried by a spirited beast, and it is no longer those creatures of the past, once they have a soul, then they will think, they will plan, they will organize, they will have desires, they will have ambitions, all this will be the same as other creatures in the realm!"

When Ao Xuanyun heard this, he was shocked in his heart, such an army of beasts, if there was a soul, then its terrifying place would be unimaginable, but he was also faintly aware of the reason.