"Hmm. Loisha nodded, "Nine Heavenly Beads are on you, right? In fact, the last time, you were able to control the Nine Beads and suppress the evil qi contained in it, I began to doubt your identity, until a few days ago, I checked the past of the Holy Maidens of the past dynasties, and I had a bold guess, your mother...... It may be the previous generation of saints in blue. ”

Hearing Luo Yisha's words, Chen Fan's brain suddenly went blank, and it took him a few seconds before he reacted and grabbed Luo Yisha's arm, "What did you just say...... Are you sure?"

"Nine times out of ten," Luo Yisha struggled her arm slightly, seeing that Chen Fan was a little excited, her tone softened, "Fan, don't worry, listen to me tell you slowly." ”

"Well, I'm sorry, Isha, maybe I'm too excited, Sehuatuo never mentioned it to me, and my dad didn't say anything about my mother to me, and now I suddenly hear you say that, and my heart is a little upset. ”

Luo Yisha's delicate hand held Chen Fan's hand and said: "The previous generation of saint Lan Yi, when she left Wushan twenty-five years ago, the first place she went to was Sioux City, and I found a worn-out photo of her tomb......

Luo Yisha had an extra black and white photo in her hand and handed it to Chen Fan's eyes.

Chen Fan's eyes stared at the photo, his pupils quickly narrowed, he took the photo lightly, and looked at it carefully, the person in the photo was his father Chen Yongsheng, and the other woman snuggling in the photo must be his mother, the saint of Wushan in the previous generation, in blue!

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. ”

Chen Fan muttered to himself repeatedly, his heart was mixed, he once thought that his mother was just an ordinary mother in the world, but now, the pursuit and killing of the secret back then, tearing a hole again, the mastermind hidden behind it, I am afraid it is not as simple as the disappeared Shenyin.

"The cemetery of the blue-clothed saint is in Black Crow Mountain, I brought you here in such a hurry just to confirm your identity, if my guess is correct, Grandma Wushan may already know your identity, we should be careful. ”

"Where, take me there. ”

Although Chen Fan was in turmoil, when he heard Luo Yisha's words, the regret in his heart suddenly pulled him back to reality.

"Yes, let's go now. ”

Luo Yisha saw that Chen Fan's emotions were a little complicated, and a comforting expression appeared on her face.

"Fan, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, we all understand the truth, and we are living well at the moment. ”

"Of course, I'm just trying to figure something out, ...... I used to have a nightmare once a month, I thought that if I destroyed the Divine Hidden Society, it was already over, but I didn't expect that there were other hidden secrets. Chen Fan sighed slightly.

Loisa didn't speak, she was a quiet listener and stayed by Chen Fan's side.

"If I hadn't gone to find out about my grandfather, I might not have been able to deduce clues about your background from the clues, I think your master and your father have hidden something from you, maybe it's for your good. ”

"I know, but now that I know, it's different. ”

A sharp murderous intent appeared on Chen Fan's face, and his eyes were bloodshot unconsciously.

Loisa tried to speak several times, but finally chose to remain silent.

It was already completely dark, but on the road ahead, some distance away, there was an ancient bronze basin burning with oil fire, and the wind could not extinguish it, and the rain could not stop.

On the way, Chen Fan met an old man with a wrinkled face, she was adding tung oil to the bronze basin, and when she saw Loisa and Chen Fan, she didn't speak, and the oil lamps were lit on her thin hands and fires.

Luo Yisha bowed slightly to the old man who added oil to show respect, and Chen Fan stood aside, also maintaining the most basic etiquette to the old man who added oil.

The road ahead is no longer dark, Loisa broke the silence, pointed to the burning copper basin, her eyes were a little distracted, "The people of Wushan believe in the afterlife, they pin this belief on the oil lamps in Wushan, hoping that these lamps can illuminate the unknown lost way, it is said that people who are lost in Wushan, as long as they follow the oil lamp, they can find their way home, these lamps have been burning for hundreds of years, even thousands of years. ”

Chen Fan glanced back at the old man who was carrying an oil drum, and his depression was slightly relieved, "Perhaps, they are the wise men who walk in the world!"

"Yes, year after year, day after day, how many people have survived from young to strong, from strong to old. Loisa once again bowed to the walking street lamp, "Buddhism pays attention to fruits, we live in the world, what are we looking for?"

"Ahem...... Isha, this topic, it's too deep. ”

Chen Fan hurriedly interrupted Luo Yisha's thoughts.

Luo Yisha chuckled at this time, and her beautiful voice echoed in Chen Fan's ears, "It's not for you." ”

"Thank you. ”

Chen Fan couldn't help but hold Luo Yisha's hand, her hand was very warm and smooth......

Luo Yisha did not resist Chen Fan's affectionate movements, but sighed faintly, "You say...... Am I looking for love?"

Chen Fan plucked the silver bell on Luo Yisha's wrist and made a crisp and beautiful sound, "God knows." ”

"I thought you would narcissistically say, 'I'm the love you're looking for.'" ”

Loisa and Chen Fan were side by side, and Chen Fan could see her face as white as jade.

"No, because, according to your rules, you are already my wife, love or something...... It's okay to talk slowly. ”

"your ......"

Chen Fan and Luo Yisha were talking about Xiaozi Xiaojiao, and unconsciously, there were more bluestone tablets in front of them, and the deserted hill was a feng shui treasure place for burying people.

Chen Fan and Loisa stopped teasing and reciprocated with respect for the deceased.

Passing through a granite paved path, a green pine is green and quiet, tall and handsome.

Under the green pine, the stone tablet is moss, a pinch of dust, the people before their lives are different, and the dust returns to the soil after death.

In front of me is the tomb of the previous saint in blue.

The words on the stele are vigorous and simple.

However, Chen Fan is too familiar with the handwriting on the stone tablet, too familiar.

It is the handwriting of Sehuatuo.

The one who raised him and gave him life was the man in the mound.

Yin and yang are separated.

A lot of emotions that don't have to be expressed.

Chen Fan held the stele in his hand and knelt for a long time.

Loisa offered a bouquet of wildflowers and stood straight and silent.

The cold wind blows the burial hill, and the candle shadow is clear.

The rickety old man carrying an oil lamp lit the oil lamp of the entire hill, she added a lamp in front of the tomb, and silently retreated to the side.

Until Chen Fan kowtowed.

The old man walked to the tombstone, his thin hand was pulled on the tombstone, and he sighed faintly: "Blue clothes, silly child, it's been twenty years, when you go down the mountain, you and I are fated to die, and when your child enters the mountain, you and I are fateful." ”

"Old man. Chen Fan looked at the gray-haired old man, "Do you know my mother?"

"People are old, there are a lot of things and people that they forget, and there are very few people who remember, this stupid girl, I remember, that year, she lit all the oil lamps in Wushan for me, so ah...... I made an exception and carved a tattoo for her. ”

The old man trembled and walked on the rags, her waist was more bent, her body was lower, her teeth had fallen out, the skin on her face was yellow wax and blue orange, time was on her, precipitating the wind and sand of the years, Chen Fan and Luo Yisha couldn't help but step forward at the same time, holding the old man's skinny hand left and right.

"Twenty years have passed, and the new look has changed the old one...... It's a pity that it's another life debt ......"

The old man's voice was old, hoarse, and slow.

Chen Fan didn't understand.

But Loisa's eyes widened, her expression was complicated, and her words became stammering, "Old man...... You...... Are you the last witch priest? ...... Your old man is still alive?"

"Alive? yes...... Still alive. The old man's cloudy eyes looked Luo Isa up and down, "Are the granddaughters of that kid in the Blue Mountains already so old? Still wearing saintess clothes, child, you have already walked out of Wushan, why bother to be a saint, you two, go down the mountain now." ”

"Down the mountain?" Loisa was slightly stunned, then shook her head, "Old priest, I have already decided, and I will not change." ”

"But you won't be blessed. ”

The old priest sighed again, leaned over, walked to the green pine, and looked at the rows of faintly lit oil lamps.

Chen Fan realized that the identity of the old man was unusual, and asked secretly, "Who is the old man?"

"She is the goddess of Wushan...... "Luo Yisha's face is complicated, "It's just that she is the last term, but I didn't expect that she is still alive and has become an inconspicuous lantern person." ”