Qingyun Mountain, Xiaozhu Peak.

The night was deep, the sky was frozen like deep ink, and only a faint view of the heavy dark clouds moving slowly in the sky, and from the boundless black, the rain fell silently.

Farther away, there was a faint rumbling thunder, and I wondered if there would be more violent wind and rain coming.

Lu Xueqi returned to Xiaozhu Peak and never appeared again, and even the undercurrent in Qingyunmen caused by the mysterious disappearance of Daoxuan Zhenren and Tian Buyi seemed to have never noticed it.

The steep and beautiful small bamboo peaks are still as calm as they have been in the past thousands of years, and the bamboo cultivation all over the mountains is still whispering the sound of rustling bamboo waves on this stormy night, silently staring at the people on the mountain.

The cottage is green and the candles are like a glow.

The door closed lightly, but the window was still half open, and the wind and rain in the mountains came quietly, and the rain powder flew into the house from time to time, wetting the window sill made of bamboo, slowly condensing into water droplets, and quietly sliding down, leaving water marks.

The wind blowing from afar gently shook the window, making a soft "squeak" sound in this silent rainy night.

The candle flame on the table in the room shook and flickered, and it seemed that it was about to be blown out several times, but it was always struggling, and it persevered until the mountain wind weakened, and slowly regained its sight and brightened again.

In the night, there was no other light, and a little farther away from the candle flame was shrouded in shadows.

Lu Xueqi sat under the lamp and silently looked at the candle flame.

Green light, red face, in such a night, it seems that the melancholy that cannot be condensed is silently engraved in the time, but I don't know, how much time can be kept?

Outside the door, there were light footsteps in the distance, and Lu Xueqi's head moved slightly.

A gust of mountain wind blew from the window, the candle flame on the table flickered and faded, and her sideburns and hair fluttered gently with the wind.

The door, with a low thud, was pushed open.

The wind and rain outside the house suddenly became louder, as if the wind instantly became stronger, and was about to rush into the house, but fortunately, after that moment, the person who came had already entered the house, turned around and closed the door, and also cut off the wind and rain outside, giving the house a sense of tranquility.

Lu Xueqi stood up, bowed her head slightly, and said, "Senior sister, why are you here?"

The person who came was Wen Min, she glanced at Lu Xueqi, walked to the table, and sighed slightly: "As long as the junior brother is not on the mountain, it will be rare to see you out of this room, if I don't come to see you again, I'm afraid I don't know what happened to you now?"

Lu Xueqi looked up at Wen Min, and saw a smile on the corner of her senior sister's mouth, her eyes were soft, and she was clearly full of care.

She smiled in a low voice and said, "What could I do, thank you senior sister for your concern." ”

Wen Min looked at her for a long time, and saw that Lu Xueqi's face was a little pale, and her spirit was as usual, so she slowly relaxed her heart.

At this moment, in the distance of the sky, suddenly a lightning bolt swept by, followed by a thunderclap, Huo Ran up, the sound was like a cracked silk, but it seemed to echo above the head, and the echo lingered for a long time.

The wind outside the house seemed to be a little tighter.

Wen Min frowned, walked to the window, glanced outside, and said, "Look at the sky, it seems that this rain is going to be heavy again." ”

Lu Xueqi stood up, slowly walked to the window, stood beside Wen Min, and looked out, in the night, two slender figures, standing side by side, staring at the dark night and endless wind and rain.

In the distance, the rustling of bamboos and the sound of rain hitting bamboo leaves are faintly heard.

For a while, I don't know whether they were quiet in this tranquility, and both of them were speechless.

After a long time, Wen Min took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and said, "Speaking of which, we haven't watched the rain together like this for a long time, right?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Xueqi's mouth, and said: "Yes, in fact, I also remember that when I went up the mountain as a child, you took care of me at the beginning, senior sister, and I was not sensible at that time, and every time there was a stormy night and the thunder roared, I was very afraid." ”

She turned her head slowly, her eyes were soft, and she said in a low voice: "Every time, Senior Sister, you take me, sit by the window and watch the rain together, and tell me not to be afraid." ”

Wen Min shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the soft long hair on Lu Xueqi's shoulder, and suddenly let out a sigh, "In a blink of an eye, you have grown up." ”

Lu Xueqi felt Wen Min's palm and gently patted her shoulder, as if from there, there was a bit of warmth.

After being silent for a moment, Lu Xueqi looked at her senior sister and said, "Senior sister, if you have anything to say, just say it to me!"

Wen Min was slightly stunned for a moment, and finally smiled slightly bitterly, and said, "I know that you have never been smart and can't hide anything from you..."

She paused for a moment and said, "Senior sister, in fact, with your intelligence, you are far better than me as a sister, but why can't you see through it, can't understand it, and suffer in vain?"

The smile on the corner of Lu Xueqi's mouth slowly disappeared, replaced by a familiar indifferent look, but in the face of Wen Min, she no longer had that cold feeling.

"I'm not bitter!"

Lu Xueqi stared at the night outside the window, so quietly.

Wen Min was stunned, Lu Xueqi's gaze drifted away, and she didn't know where to look in the deep night, but the tone of her words couldn't be clearer: "I've never been bitter, senior sister, I've never preached from the master, just to let us have no worries, be at ease, and participate in enlightenment and creation in order to live forever, isn't it?"

Wen Min nodded and said, "Yes, in fact, in terms of cultivation, we Taoists and Buddhism have some similarities. ”

Lu Xueqi gently supported the bamboo handle on the windowsill, a gust of cold wind blew, she seemed to be a little chilly, her body shrank a little, but she still stood, and the crystal water droplets quickly condensed on her white palms.

"But, what am I going to do with immortality?"

Wen Min's mouth opened slightly, and his brows furrowed.

"I know that these teachings handed down by the ancestors of Qingyunmen for thousands of years are definitely not wrong, we mortals want to get rid of reincarnation, practice in this way, or achieve rebirth, in the past, I also thought like this, so I devoted myself to cultivation, but now I am married to him..."

Lu Xueqi smiled in a low voice, as if she was deep in her heart, and said: "If I want to be ruthless and loveless all my life, and if I want my heart to be like a blank sheet of paper and become an immortal, then how can I want such an immortal life and such an immortal!"

Wen Min said, "Senior sister, what are you, what are you talking about?"

As if she hadn't heard Wen Min's words, Lu Xueqi said to herself: "I know what you're thinking, senior sister, most of you are scolding me for not knowing people, not knowing the difficulties and dangers of this world, most of what I want and want in my heart is difficult to have results, in fact, how can I not know? If I say that my heart is bitter, I have indeed suffered for this, but now, I want to open it, people say that the world is intolerable and unforgivable, and I can't be like him after all, break the door and become a monk, but even so, I only ask him to have me in his heart, as long as this is the case, I will be satisfied." ”

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