Yin Xiu and Izuchenzi sat and chatted for a long time in the Taiyuan Palace, and Izuchenzi completely confirmed Yin Xiu's identity.

About half an hour later, Yin Xiu once again proposed to pay homage to the grandfather of the dust, that is, Wang Changping.

Out of the dust naturally responded, and immediately went to prepare some incense and other things, and then he personally led Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing to Wang Changping's cemetery.

When the three of them arrived at the cemetery on the top of the mountain, Izuku quickly pointed to a grave and said, "This is my grandfather's tomb." ”

Yin Xiu looked down at the tombstone, which was indeed engraved with Wang Changping's name.

"Brother Changping, the little brother has come back to see you......"

Yin Xiu stood in front of Wang Changping's tombstone and whispered to the tombstone.

Ning Yuejing stood quietly behind Yin Xiu, and she could feel the reluctance and remembrance that Yin Xiu was revealing at this moment.

Xiaoman didn't make any noise about Yin Xiu at this time, and obediently stayed on Ning Yuejing's shoulder, looking at Yin Xiu with those little black eyes.

Xiaopi was just squatting at Ning Yuejing's feet, looking very well-behaved.

When Chuchenzi heard Yin Xiu's words, he sighed slightly, looked at his grandfather's grave with a little embarrassment, and then put down the incense, candles, and paper in his hand.

Then he silently began to clean up some of the weeds and low trees that had grown in front of the tombstones.

Yin Xiu stood in front of the grave and looked at the tombstone, stood still for a moment, and then said to Chuchenzi: "Let me come." After so many years of farewell to Brother Changping, now that he has been lying here quietly and sleeping, let my old friend, who has worshiped him for so many years, personally clean up these weeds for him, and cultivate a handful of loess for his sleeping place......"

Yin Xiu unconsciously gradually rose a trace of inexplicable sentimentality in his heart.

I thought that after so many years, there was only a little memory left in my heart for my old friend. Especially in my heart, I have long expected that the old friends of the year will inevitably have passed away.

However, at this moment, Yin Xiu is really standing in front of the grave of his old friend. When he quietly looked at the name on the tombstone that made him feel particularly dazzling, a faint sadness still rose in his heart.

Yin Xiu's eyes seemed to have the scene when he first met Wang Changping, who was young and vigorous, and Wang Changping, who had reached middle age. reminds me of the pictures of their martial arts and swords, brothers intersecting, and no barriers......

The humble gentleman-like brother Changping who was full of elegance and ease seemed to come to his mind yesterday, and what he saw in front of him. But it is the grave where he has been sleeping for a long time.

The old friends of the year are now separated by yin and yang. The tomb in front of them, the tombstone, and the loess that buried his bones separated them from two different worlds.

Ning Yuejing beside Yin Xiu, as well as Xiaoman and Xiaopi, could clearly feel the thick and indissoluble sentimentality exuded by Yin Xiu.

Ning Yuejing hesitated slightly, her green and fair little face wrinkled slightly, and she bit her lower lip. In the end, he stepped forward slightly and stretched out his little hand to hold Yin Xiu's palm.

"Master......"

Xiao Man and Xiao Pi also looked at Yin Xiu and shouted softly.

"Gats."

"Roar."

Xiao Man jumped directly onto Yin Xiu's shoulder, opened his little paws and hugged Yin Xiu's neck, and his big furry tail shook gently from side to side.

Xiaopi ran to Yin Xiu's feet, raised his head to look at Yin Xiu, and rubbed Yin Xiu's calf with his head......

Even the spirit, who had been hiding in Ning Yuejing's pants pocket, couldn't help but poke out a head and blink those big eyes. Looking at Yin Xiu, he screamed 'babbling'.

Yin Xiu looked at Xiao Jing and the three little guys. Knowing that they were trying to comfort themselves, he couldn't help but smile, reached out and patted Xiao Jing's little hand holding him, and said, "Don't worry, Master just saw the grave of his old friend and was a little sentimental......

After speaking. Yin Xiu raised his backhand again and rubbed Xiao Man who was holding his neck on his shoulder. He also smiled at the little skin and spirit who looked up at him at his feet.

When the dust on the side heard Yin Xiu's words, he couldn't help but look up at him and sighed silently. Immediately, his eyes swept his eyes with a little curiosity, and he grabbed the spirit with both hands on the edge of Ning Yuejing's pants pocket.

The spirit had been hidden all the time and did not come out, and suddenly I saw the spirit come out. Naturally, Izuku will be a little curious and surprised.

But he just glanced at it and didn't ask anything more.

At this time, Yin Xiu motioned for Xiao Jing to let go of his hand, and then squatted down and took over the action of weeding in front of his grandfather's tombstone.

Yin Xiu didn't use spells, but used his own hands to pull out those weeds one by one.

Yin Xiu's movements are not fast, for him, weeding is not the goal, or he is not just weeding, but more of a relief to himself in his heart.

I hope to make up for some of the regrets that I have not been able to see my old friends again in this life.

While pulling out the weeds in front of the grave with both hands, Yin Xiu was silent and gradually felt that his state of mind seemed to be constantly undergoing a slight change.

It's as if something that was missing from the original blank is gradually filling in. Although it is not a sublimation of his state of mind, it does make him feel that he has taken a small step towards a certain goal......

Seeing that Yin Xiu wanted to use his own hands to complete this, Ning Yuejing was unconsciously infected by Yin Xiu's emotions, and was a little sentimental, biting her lower lip and watching him silently uproot those weeds and low trees, but she didn't go up to help.

As for the dust, because of Yin Xiu's words before, he didn't interfere anymore, and let Yin Xiu go alone to clean up the overgrown grass and trees on the grave.

It took Yin Xiu more than half an hour to completely remove some grass and trees. During the whole process, he didn't use any spells, nor did he use even the slightest bit of true element mana.

After clearing the clumps of grass and trees, Yin Xiu repaired the slightly loose soil on the grave with his hands. After being busy for about an hour, Yin Xiu stopped.

And after completing this matter, Yin Xiu stood in front of the grave, looking at the tomb that had been repaired by him, and couldn't help but exhale slightly.

It was as if he had finally completed something that had been in his heart for a long time, and the whole person got an inexplicable sense of relaxation. It's like a part of the burden on my body has been put down, and it suddenly becomes a lot easier.

At this time, Izuchenzi, who had been standing on the side, suddenly spoke: "If my grandfather can see you remove these weeds for him and repair the tomb for him, I think my grandfather will be very happy in his heart, and he will be very happy to have such a close friend as you......"

Hearing the words of the dust, Yin Xiu turned his head to look at him, and said softly: "With Brother Changping's free and easy, if there is a spirit, I think he will definitely drink and dance the sword freely, splash ink, and write and paint." ”

"Hmm!"

Izuku nodded vigorously.

At that moment, Yin Xiu squatted down in front of Wang Changping's tombstone again, took the incense and other things brought by the dust, lit a pile of dark paper and put it in front of the tombstone, and then lit the incense......

"Brother Changping, in this life, I can't drink and argue with you again, I can't see your heroic ink again, and I can't ask you to paint another portrait of my little brother, which is really a regret in my brother's life."

"After more than 80 years, now you and my brother are separated by yin and yang. However, the younger brother still hopes to inform the elder brother here that there was nothing wrong with the younger brother's adventurous trip back then. Not only has we successfully broken through the shackles of the ultimate in cultivation, but now we have reached a realm that we couldn't imagine back then......"

"If the elder brother has a spirit in the sky, the younger brother also hopes that after the elder brother hears it, he will be happy for the younger brother and drink three hundred cups to celebrate!"

Yin Xiu stood in front of Wang Changping's grave, looked at the tombstone very solemnly, and said.

Then, Yin Xiu pulled Ning Yuejing to his side and said to her, "Xiao Jing, come, you can also give your master a few pillars of incense." ”

"Yes, Master!"

Ning Yuejing responded obediently, picked up a few pillars of incense from the side, and threw a lot of incense paper into the pile of dead paper that was still burning in front of the tombstone.

After lighting the incense, he bowed respectfully to the tombstone a few times, and then inserted the incense in his hand in front of the tombstone.

Chuchenzi also burned some paper money for his grandfather, and put on a few pillars of incense to worship.

Afterwards, he said to Yin Xiu again, took some incense, paper money and the like, and walked to the other side to worship his father by the way.

Yin Xiu stayed in front of Wang Changping's grave for a long time, constantly burning the paper, and whispering, as if he was talking to an old friend.

Most of what he said was some past events with Wang Changping when he was young.

It is not so much that these words of his being said to Wang Changping are as good as saying them to himself.

Ning Yuejing and Xiaoman, a few of them, had been waiting quietly beside Yin Xiu, until more than one o'clock in the afternoon, when Yin Xiu left with Ning Yuejing and the dust, returning to Taiqingguan.

After returning to Taiqingguan, Chuchenzi immediately asked people to prepare some lunch to entertain Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing.

After lunch, Chuchenzi sat and drank some tea with Yin Xiu, and after a short rest, he said: "Uncle, my grandfather left a lot of calligraphy and paintings back then, do you want to take a look?" ”

In terms of seniority, Yin Xiu is indeed worthy of the 'uncle' who came out of the dust.

Many of the calligraphy and paintings left by Wang Changping were related to Yin Xiu, so he proposed to ask Yin Xiu to see those paintings and calligraphy.

"It's good!"

Yin Xiu did want to see some of the figure paintings that Wang Changping painted for him back then, especially the letters he sent to Wang Changping. It can be regarded as seeing things and thinking about people.

Back then, Yin Xiu didn't have a storage ring, and it was impossible for him to bring these things like letters sent to him by Wang Changping or others when he went to the cultivation realm, so he naturally didn't keep them. (To be continued.) )

PS: Today's winter solstice...... However, the author just ate a boxed lunch