Chapter 36: Leaving People Sorrowful

The day turns, the darkness fades, and in the blink of an eye it is a new tomorrow, and the earth is still full of vibrant scenes.

When Yun Qianmo was about to leave, he was stopped by Wen Shixiu from behind. She saw that Shi Xiu was like a different person, no longer a lewd appearance, and her unkempt hair was also tied up on her back.

Wen Shixiu seemed to have expected Yun Qianmo's departure, and it was likely that she would not come again in the future, so he pressed her shoulder solemnly.

"His temperament has always been so stubborn, and the more difficult he encounters, the more he wants to push others away.

And at this time, you just need to wait, and when he figures it out for himself, all the problems between you will naturally be solved.

Don't be in a hurry to make another decision just because you've heard something. ”

Wen Shixiu's words pushed the clouds to the depths of Qianmo's heart, which sounded very reasonable, and there was no similarity with the cynical "old playboy" style in the past.

Hearing this, Yun Qianmo nodded solemnly, looked back and said goodbye to Wen Shixiu when he left, and returned directly to Luochen Village after going down from Willow Valley.

After a year and four prefaces, it is now another spring season, and it has been a year since she left this place.

The atmosphere of the whole village is as warm as ever, with rows of white-walled and blue-tiled courtyards, and wisps of cooking smoke from the chimneys of some people's houses.

Among them, there is one of the most dwarf and dilapidated wooden houses, and that is Yun Qianmo's home.

At this time, Daddy must have cooked a meal, and he was ready to eat after running before and after running alone, right? Thinking like this, Yun Qianmo suddenly became interested, and ran and jumped into the yard.

However, when she pushed the door open, she saw that the room was empty, and there was no one in the room. Her heart trembled, and suddenly a bad premonition came to her heart.

Later, I went outside to inquire and found out that my father died of illness a few days after she left. The villagers saw her pity and kindly helped her find Yun Zhao's grave.

The tombstone in front of Yun Zhao's grave is engraved with five scribbled characters; The tomb of the loving father Yunzhao!

These words are clearly reflected in the eyes and pierced into the heart. Yun Qianmo stared at the tombstone for a long time in shock, as if heaven and earth had fallen at this moment.

And at a certain moment, when her gaze moved, her eyes couldn't help but blur.

For a long time, she still knelt in such a stalemate, and never said a word. It's just that in the eyes filled with crystals, tears keep dripping down his cheeks.

She didn't know how long she had been in front of Yun Zhao's grave, and she didn't know how she had returned to the wooden house.

The morning sun shone down and was reflected in every inch of the room through the window. The dazzling light evoked Yun Qianmo in the haze, and she reluctantly stood up and got out of bed.

Because in her dream, she saw her childhood self, and she has been snuggling in Yun Zhao's arms and being coquettish.

She likes to be naughty since she was a child, climbing to the top of a big tree when her father is not paying attention, and then waving hello to her father on the grass with a hippie smile.

Yun Zhao gave her a stern persuasion every time, and then quickly showed a kind smile again.

It was the best memory she ever had, and it was also the shortest time of her life.

But now, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an extremely desolate house, and the cold air always inadvertently penetrated every pore on her body.

Yun Qianmo searched the room for a while and found a black cloak that her father often wore and wrapped it around her body.

At the same time, Yun Qianmo secretly made a decision in her heart.

She simply packed up some necessary things, wrapped them, and took one last look at the house where she had lived for seventeen years before leaving.

The moment the door was closed, I had made up my mind never to come back!

After Yun Qianmo left Luochen Village, he walked directly towards the road leading to the Lonely Valley. Now, the only one who can make her nostalgic and rely on is Xuantian Sect.

At noon the next day, Xuantian Sect changed its quiet customs in the past, and the whole mountain was filled with a pleasant atmosphere, and the bustling crowd came and went like a cloud of water in the same way.

The front of the Xuantian Sect was covered with bright red satin, and several eye-catching red flowers hung above and on both sides of the gate, even inside the main hall.

Feng Luochen sat beside the stream in a red robe, and the petals on the peach blossom tree occasionally fell off and spread on the surrounding ground.

A breeze blew a few strands of his black hair tied high, and his handsome angular face, against the backdrop of the bright red robe, showed his heroic spirit from the inside out.

Today was the day of his great joy with Xuanyuan Muqing, but there was no happy expression on his face.

This is the place where he and Yun Qianmo often come to at the beginning, but at some point, it has become an exclusive place between them in his heart.

Unconsciously, a familiar picture appeared in front of me, the original season was like now, it was also the spring of March.

In front of the stream, under the trees, there are always a pair of figures standing side by side, sometimes flying in mid-air, sometimes silent to each other.

He didn't make a vow, nor did he deliberately leave a piece of tenderness, but the temperatures that crossed his fingertips were real, and they were eternal for a moment.

Now, the ears are still clearly echoing those ordinary greetings, but when I wake up, I never see the person in my dream again, and a farewell here is eternal life.

When Feng Luochen's eyes drooped, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, as if all his thoughts were hidden between his frowning brows.

When he was ten years old, Xuanyuan Ting personally brought him back to Xuantian Sect and devoted his life to teaching rituals and teaching Taoism.

For him, Xuanyuan Court is not only a teacher, but also a father-like existence.

Therefore, he must follow the last words left by Xuanyuan Court when he parted, marry Xuanyuan Muqing, and take care of her for the rest of his life.

Until he heard a shout, Feng Luochen suddenly woke up from his contemplation and hurried to attend his wedding.

The main hall of Xuantian Sect is set up as the hall where Xuanyuan Muqing and Feng Luochen held their weddings, and the wall is pasted with pairs of "Xi" characters, and the red silk is decorated with hanging beams, and the original monotonous hall has a new look.

Because Feng Luochen was about to take over the position of the head of Xuantian Sect, there were many people who could get involved, and they all prepared to come to the scene.

Loud noises could be heard throughout the valley, even on the other side of the mountain.

At this time, it is finally the most critical part of the wedding, yes, it is to worship heaven and earth.

The two newcomers were close to each other under the blessing of everyone, Xuanyuan Muqing was bright red from head to toe, and she had a big red hijab on her head.

In this way, the whole person is tightly wrapped.

Feng Luochen was dressed in a red robe, wearing a red brocade and jade crown, and his whole body was neatly cared for. It's just that there is still no color on his face, and he obeys someone else's arrangement like a walking corpse.

Suddenly, I heard a shout: "Heaven and earth are the king's teacher, the sky is the greatest, and the second is the earth!" Invite the newlyweds to worship heaven and earth! ”

Hearing the sound, Feng Luochen and Xuanyuan Muqing turned side by side, and at the same time faced the door, lowered their heads and saluted.

Then he shouted again: "Second worship and respect!" ”

Because none of them had any parents alive, they knelt down and bowed down to the three stone statues.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

When the last voice shouted, Feng Luochen and Xuanyuan Muqing were about to face each other, but they heard another voice coming from the gate of Xuantian Sect.

"Wait! Feng Luochen, I have something to ask you! ”

Everyone in the hall, as well as Feng Luochen and Xuanyuan Muqing, turned around when they heard the sound, and saw a woman dressed in shabby clothes.

The expressions on everyone's faces were all shocked and surprised, and two of them pointed to the figure that suddenly appeared at the door, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Yun Qianmo?!" ”