The sky, drowsy, has lost its former brightness and brilliance.

The breeze blew through a lonely grave, which was facing the river, as if to complain about the ruthlessness of the river, and as if looking forward to the return of relatives.

The wind gently swept across Lin Qingyi's face and raised her hair. She stood like this for three days and three nights, never moving. She was visibly thinner, but she was more delicate and beautiful.

Scenes from the past flashed back to my mind.

"Master, do you know why people die? Ah Huang, why did it die like this......" This is a sentence she asked when she was seven years old, watching a yellow dog that grew up with her die.

"Silly boy, human life and death are the supreme principles of heaven and earth. Since there will be life, there will be death. Although Xiao Huang is dead, this may be because God is taking pity on him and giving him a new beginning, a new life." The master replied lovingly.

"But I don't want it to die, it's dead, and I'll be very lonely in the future......" she said with tears in her eyes.

"Life and death are fate, since God has destined its death, no one can change it, not even God." The master comforted.

"But he died......"

The master's body trembled slightly, and she muttered, "Yes, it's dead."

The master and apprentice never spoke again, and remained silent until dark. But I couldn't find the answer.

A few years later, she asked the same question to her master when she witnessed the death of an elderly man who had passed the age of sixteen.

The master sighed and said, "The death of life has freed her, and the sea of suffering is endless, and she walks peacefully."

"yes, she walked peacefully." She replied softly, but will the life of children and grandchildren be a sea of bitterness? If she didn't die, she would definitely be happier and more peaceful.

The two were silent again. Perhaps there is no answer to this question at all, and who can break the truth of life? If so, then he doesn't

It's a man, it's a god!

Lin Qingyi misses her master very much now, she really wants to lie in the warm arms of her master again and confide in her the bitterness in her heart; She also wanted to ask this question again, and even if there was no answer, she would not give up.

"Xiaoyi, don't be sad, just like the river, it will never return, the vain grief is useless, so there is no way to undo all this. Although Xiao Huang is gone, maybe it is screaming in the sky at this moment." It was the first time that the master comforted her words after silence.

"Really?" She asked with a wink of teary eyes.

The master smiled knowingly and said, "Of course."

After sinking for the second time, the two masters and apprentices walked away hand in hand speechlessly, but they couldn't shake the peaceful but bitter smile of the old man before he died.

"Master, I'm in love with someone......" was the first thing she said when she came back after coming down the mountain for the first time. The master's jade hand trembled slightly, and then she put down the brush in her hand, looked at the delicate and moving apprentice in front of her, and said softly: "Tired, go and rest." She didn't answer.

Lin Qingyi was full of disobedience and wanted to be coquettish, but saw that the master had picked up the brush again and wrote carefully. Since she was a child, she has long been accustomed to the way her master answers. She didn't bother the master anymore and left silently.

But how would she have known since she left. The master's delicate body trembled, and the brush in his hand also fell, and tears welled up in his eyes. Shen Xuan's heart was awakened by an unintentional word from the disciple, and he was full of sadness. She thought she had forgotten, but she didn't.

The next morning, the master walked into her room and said softly, "Go love." The three words are faint but reveal a bitter taste. How could Lan Xinhui, who was a disciple, not notice the faint melancholy on the master's beautiful face.

"Master, he proposed to me." This is after she and Jiang Wuru both fell in love, and came back to ask the master.

The master was still writing carefully on the table, and she was not frightened. After a long time, she put down the jade pen in her hand and asked softly, "Does he love you?"

The apprentice nodded slightly, with a shy face, bright and moving.

"And do you love him?"

"Hmm!" She nodded shyly.

The master smiled knowingly and said, "Then what are you hesitating about?" Go and love, master supports you."

The apprentice was slightly stunned, she really didn't expect the master to agree to her so readily. She hesitated and said, "But our division doesn't have this precedent~"

"Silly child, it's a matter of course for men and women to love each other, and there is no restriction on marriage from the teacher, and we are not a nunnery." The master smiled.

"Then why didn't you and your ancestors ......?"

The master trembled slightly, and said gloomily: "That's our regret, go quickly, silly boy, don't let that stupid boy wait for a long time."

"Hmm!" She replied shyly, with a happy smile on her pretty face.

Time flies, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, is she okay master?

Beside her kneeling quietly was a lost figure, Lin Yunfeng, like her, had been three days and three nights and had never left. He's been in a state of deep self-reproach these days, but so what? Can the lost life be restored?

But even if all this is meaningless, they can't stop doing it and thinking about it! In their hearts, there is only a deep pain and sorrow at this moment. What was once joy and beauty now feels so far away...... Out of reach.

Lin Yunfeng muttered, "Senior Brother Jiang, I'm sorry for you!" I hurt you...... "Suddenly! He kowtowed violently to the grave! Crazy!

Lin Qingyi was taken aback, and said in a panic: "Brother Lin, don't ...... like this" said and hurriedly reached out to help him.

"Leave me alone! It's all my fault...... It's all my fault...... Bro! It's me who is sorry for you! It's me who I'm sorry Feng'er ......" This sentence deeply pierced Lin Qingyi's heart, and she stood dumbfounded, shedding two lines of tears.

At this time, the frantic Lin Yunfeng suddenly pulled out the big knife beside him and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Jiang! Your life is what you gave me...... I'll give it back to you now......" said and wiped it with a knife on the neck!

Lin Qingyi was suddenly startled and exclaimed sadly: "Big brother... No! ...... "But I can't do it, and I see that the knife is about to cut my shoulder!"

"Bell!" Suddenly, a loud bang came, and the big knife in Lin Yunfeng's hand was shocked by a sudden light! The two of them were startled at the same time, and when they turned to look into the distance, they saw an old figure walking towards them with heavy steps--

"Master!" Lin Yunfeng's tiger body was shocked, and he said in surprise, "Master, you really aren't dead?!" Soon, however, this excitement was replaced by sadness, and his body suddenly shook gently, and his heart trembled and wept......

It turns out that I am so ignorant! So stupid, so impulsive! But...... When he woke up, he paid for his brother's life...... Is it worth it? Lin Yunfeng's body trembled in the wind, of course it wasn't worth it......

He wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but ...... But the challed heart became insensitive, as if dead......

The old man looked at the lonely grave silently, his lips trembled slightly, but he was speechless for a long time, only the old tears were horizontal......

"Master, I'm sorry! I hurt Senior Brother Jiang--!" Lin Yunfeng lowered his head and thought bitterly, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Brother Lin, don't be like this--" Lin Qingyi comforted unusually calmly, but her tears still flowed.

"Alas--" the old man closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is in this sigh, but it is full of indescribable desolation and sorrow.

The three of them stood quietly like this, letting the merciless river breeze blow their bodies.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Qingyi quietly wiped away the tears on her jade face, and said softly: "I'm leaving, Brother Lin, master, take good care of them for me, I hope they can forgive me."

The old man silently replied and said, "Yi'er, you go, I will take good care of their ........."

Lin Qingyi nodded lightly, but her eyes were reluctantly staring at the lonely grave.

"Go ahead, Ajiang won't blame anyone, let alone you. Go all the way and forget about them......"

Lin Qingyi sighed bitterly and said gloomily: "How can I forget?" yes, how can she forget...... One is a husband and the other is a child......

"I'm leaving......" she said silently.

When she left, she left behind a tear.

The river flows quietly, flowing through the heart of the earth. The past gently dissipated with the wind.

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