091 Don't remember the dead
Bunian said weakly: "Wu'er saved the master, and Wu'er's tears sealed the bright moon." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Yanwu looked down and saw that there was a circle of white mist outside Mingyue's body. "So my tears are so useful."
Master Bunian was full of comfort: "Yes, you are a good apprentice of Master. Tears are full of aura. β
He knew that these tears would not last long, and he had to quickly come up with a way. Mingyue must be protected, and he must not be taken away by Ying Wuxian.
"Wu'er, listen to Master, I'm afraid Master won't be able to teach you for three years. Master, I think I'm going. β
Fu Yanwu shook his head desperately, refusing to accept this fact. "Master, I can cry, if I cry for a while, Mingyue will be fine, don't speak, save some strength. Absorb a little more aura, and you'll be healed, just like if you were injured before. β
"Silly boy, Master is different from you. In this world, only me and your senior brother should not exist, we came from the previous life, as long as the Heavenly Dao changes, we may perish. β
Yanwu burst into tears: "No, Master, I shouldn't exist." I'm from a world thousands of years from now, and I'm the one who should disappear the most. β
The eyes of the master are as innocent as a child in an instant. "Really? Can you tell Master about what the future will look like? β
"The future is a very beautiful world, with the progress of human science and technology and wisdom, the world is becoming more and more peaceful, and few people like war. Your time is what we call the feudal dynasty. In that world, the feudal dynasty had long since ended, and mankind had entered an era of democracy and freedom. Everyone is equal, there are no masters and slaves, no emperor's courtiers, and every life is protected by law. There are also many people who love small animals, forming various pet associations to fight for the rights of small animals. Dogs are cats, cats are cats, and they live more freely than people. β
"Sounds so good, doesn't that Wu'er really want to go back?"
Fu Yanwu shook his head, "No, there were also bad things in that era, the air was very dirty, the forest trees were cut down and destroyed, and the water could not be directly entered." There were bad guys and evil in that era, serial killers, and terrorist attacks. At that time, I was an orphan and was adopted by my adoptive father to go to school. And now I have a grandmother, a master, and a lot of faithful maids, and I don't want to go back. β
"Every time Master talks to Wu'er, he feels happy. You are a good boy with Huigen, no matter where you are and what era, Wu'er will live well. Even if Master is gone, you'll be fine, right? β
Fu Yanwu's eyes blurred from crying, is the master really leaving?
"There is one thing, Master is sorry for you. In the courtyard of Nancheng, Master, Master has seen that you have been drunk for three days, but Master did not say it, because there is still the poison of Qingfan leaves in the back, and he will help you complete the divination together. Master sacrificed you in order to change your previous life. Don't blame Master. β
"Master, Wu'er has known for a long time, and Wu'er has never blamed you. You are for the sake of the people of the world, and you can't bear to repeat the tragedy of the previous life. Wu'er understood. β
"Wu'er, Master is leaving, don't be sad. Remember, do not move the corpse for the division. You have to absorb some more aura before you go out, and when you go out, tell the first master to be the teacher, and the physical body has been transformed into a relic and melted into the divination. β
Fu Yanwu shook his head, grief-stricken.
Master Bunian took out a letter and a small seal from his bosom.
"These things need to be put away. Xiaoyin, when you become a great teacher, you will use it; This letter is handed over to the emperor. Master believes that Wu'er will definitely be able to protect the people of Dafeng. β
As soon as Yanwu took the letter and the small seal, he pulled the wrench without reading it, and blood immediately gushed out from his fingers. He touched the jewel in the middle of the jewel with his bleeding hand, and the gem flashed.
"Wrench, on behalf of the master, pass the divination door to you. When your mind is fully opened, you will be able to read the book "Yin and Yang Tongtian Array". β
He took off the wrench and put it in the palm of his hand, stood up, and slowly walked towards the lake. "Protect the bright moon. I went for the teacher. β
Fu Yanwu couldn't accept the fact that his master was about to die, and he was like dementia.
How can it be so fast, just go, there is no room at all. The illusion realm is full of aura, and Master should be able to hold on for a while.
Master Bunian sat in the lake and meditated, recited a few mantras, and then nodded vigorously at the center of his eyebrows. In an instant, Mingyue's body was covered with a layer of pink shimmer.
Fu Yanwu woke up like a dream and ran over, only to find that the master had no breath.
She fell to her knees in the lake and yelled, "Ahhh But he didn't notice that the scenery and artifacts in the illusion were floating and flickering in an instant, like the reflection in the water trembling with sparkling waves.
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Luojing funeral customs include cremation and burial. Ten miles away from the north gate, there was a row of small adobe houses, houses where the dead lived. This is a vast cemetery, in which all the soldiers who died in battle during the first emperor Tianyou are buried.
After every tragic battle, all that remains is corpses strewn across the field. These people are far away from their homeland alive, and if they don't even have a tomb after death, they are afraid that they will become lonely ghosts. The emperor then repaired this tomb here, firstly, to appease the dead; The second is to warn future generations not to start wars at will.
Dafeng has gradually prospered over the years, mainly because the first emperor gave the emperor many instructions to the emperor before his death. After the emperor ascended the throne, he adopted a defensive strategy against both the Northern Barbarians and the Southern Zhao. In recent years, some ministers of the DPRK and China have even proposed to make peace with the two countries in order to bring peace to the peace.
At the moment when Master Bunian passed away, a white figure crawled out of the pile of tombs, covered with dirt.
He was a handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, handsome and thin, and his face was paler than paper. He fell to his knees, two lines of tears sliding from his eyes: "Master." β
He should have been unharmed, and he has been hiding in Tibet, and finally hid in the tomb.
Most of the owners of these tombs have no relatives, and few people come here, and occasionally some veterans come to pay their respects. It should not hurt the white clothes and black hair, and it is often regarded as a ghost. Later, when fewer people came, he was safer. It's just that as soon as it is safe, there will be more hungry days, because there will be fewer food and fruits at the grave. The most fortunate thing is that in the days of the Midyear Festival, he **** had a full meal.
After entering the autumn, there were very few people who went to the tomb, so he had to move from one tomb to another. He had swept away almost the entire grave complex, but he was still hungry for three days.
Just now, he was meditating in the mound of earth, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the silk thread on his ring finger tightly strangled his finger. This silk thread was refined by the master with his hair and the aura of the illusion, and it was a magic weapon that he would never leave for life.
This means that Master has gone.
He is sorry for the master, he changed his life against the sky, harmed the common people, and deserved to be expelled from the door and buried in the wilderness.
Leave it to fate.
It should be uninjured and hungry for three days, and he is already dying, and with the loss of Bu Li, there is still the silk thread and the residual aura in his body.
However, it didn't last long.
He swayed his body and walked slowly towards the official road. I thought to myself, wait for Sulwhasa to catch him. Don't hide anymore, let him be upright, die in the sun, and follow the master. (To be continued.) )