"What do you want to do?" Chu Mo's expression was complicated.

"Didn't want to do anything!"

Xuan Ye said softly: "After leaving for so long, I want to go back and have a look!" ”

"You're looking for death!"

"I didn't want to live anymore!"

Chu Mo sighed lightly: "Don't forget, you left the Maoshan Sect as a sinful person. Your master is still your master, but Maoshan Sect is not your destination! ”

Xuan Ye smiled bitterly: "What threat can I, an ant-like cultivator, pose to the Maoshan Sect?" ”

Chu Mo corrected: "That's the threat that the Maoshan Sect has to you!" What does all this have to do with you? ”

"What happens happens happens when it happens!"

Xuan Ye is still stubborn: "Life is a person of Maoshan, and death is also the soul of Maoshan." Everything that the Maoshan Sect gave me, in the end, I want to give back to the Maoshan Sect......"

"You're hopeless!"

Chu Mo hated that iron could not become steel: "If you insist, I will not follow." ”

Xuan Ye nodded: "That's it!" This shop will be my final destination, can I have to work? ”

Chu Mo was stunned for a long time and did not respond.

Xuan Ye sighed lightly and turned around to leave.

When leaving, Chu Mo spoke, and his tone was a little gloomy: "Wait! ”

Xuan Ye turned around with a hint of anticipation in his eyes; A hint of inquiry.

Chu Mo groped for something from his chest and threw it over: "For a woman, is it worth it?" ”

"You won't understand!"

Xuan Ye took the thing and thanked him solemnly: "Don't thank you for your great kindness, the green mountains don't change the green water." Leave! ”

……

The relationship between Chu Mo and Xuanye is irreversible. That day, Xuan Ye was drunk and confided in Chu Mo.

"She's going to get married!"

"The daughter of the Great Elder of the Pavilion Soap Sect, Zong Yunyun?"

"Hmm!"

"With whom?"

"Shushan Shaozong!"

Xuan Ye smiled with tears: "I should bless her, right?" ”

Chu Mo shook his head: "No, a real man should take her back!" ”

Xuan Ye held back tears: "Chu Mo, you don't understand!" You'll never understand! Back then, I was willful, and it was the old man who respected him and carried everything for me. Even if I am expelled, it will only be a big punishment for me......"

"Do you think you can go back to Maoshan Sect in this life?"

Chu Mo woke up the dreamer with a word: "What is the trouble of wanting to add crimes?" You just have some emotional involvement with Zong Yunyun, but what they said about stealing the secret treasure of the Pavilion Soap Sect? ”

Xuan Ye was speechless.

"To put it bluntly, I'm still afraid that the marriage between the Maoshan Sect and the Pavilion Soap Sect will restrict the development of the Maoshan Sect!"

Chu Mo sighed: "What does the marriage between the Maoshan Sect and the Pavilion Soap Sect mean, you don't know it, right?" If the way of Zhengyi Alliance reappears in the world, which way can accept it? ”

"Over the years, the Pavilion Soap Sect has obtained the eternal life ticket of Shushan, and the development has indeed been rapid; Only Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain gradually withered; What is the reason for this, fools know, right? ”

Xuan Ye knew this precisely because he was unwilling.

Unwilling, but not because of his cowardice, but because what he did would bring great disaster to his master.

"I'd love to see her again, even from afar."

……

"I'm going to get married, and the other party is the Shaozong of Shushan."

When she said this, Zong Yunyun's face was calm.

"Oh, ahaha, it's a good thing, a good thing......" Xuan Ye smiled a little reluctantly.

"Xuan Ye, do you know what I hate about you the most?"

Zong Yunyun's face was cold: "I find it very difficult to let you admit something in person!" ”

Zong Yunyun left, without dragging her feet in the slightest.

This parting is forever.

Xuan Ye muttered in a low voice: "Yun Yun, I carry the righteousness of the sect, how can I stay with you for a long time without heart and lungs, and share a white head?" If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be a Maoshan disciple anymore, I will do my best to be with you! ”

……

Maoshan Zongnei.

A small cave house, in which a stone table and two stone benches are simply placed; There was also a futon, and an old man in a gray robe sat cross-legged.

He had a good countenance, and his clothes were spotless; The hair was meticulously combed, and a Tai Chi bun was simply pulled.

It can be seen that this is a person who loves life.

I don't know how long the old way has maintained such a posture.

"Alas!"

Lao Dao sighed slightly and opened his eyes: "Xuanye apprentice, are you back?" On this day, it still came......"

Lao Dao seemed to feel something, and went out of the mountain in advance to meet Xuan Ye outside the Maoshan Sect.

"Master, after decades of absence, how are you doing lately?"

Xuan Ye smiled: "The disciple misses you!" ”

Lao Dao's face was complicated: "My apprentice, the master can't live with you, and let the apprentice suffer too much!" ”

Xuan Ye shook his head: "Master, you said that this is a disciple's calamity, and the disciple can't avoid it!" ”

Lao Dao's face welled up with great sorrow, and his voice trembled a little: "Disciple, have you really decided?" Do you know what the consequences of this will be? ”

Xuan Ye chuckled: "It's nothing more than being an enemy of the world's Daomen, and I don't care." In the hearts of the disciples, you will always be my master, and I will always be your disciples. With all these years of affection, it is very satisfying for the apprentice! Master, the apprentice has never met a woman who can be treated so lovingly by me over the years, you have become a disciple, okay? ”

After saying that, Xuan Ye knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. until blood overflows from the forehead.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but cry.

"Either way, no matter what! It's all fate! ”

Lao Dao wiped away his tears: "Over the years, whatever the apprentice wants, the teacher will try his best to satisfy; This time the pursuit of his own happiness will not be an exception; What you wanted, it brought to the teacher...... Remember, as long as you live, there is hope; Where there is life, there is hope! ”

Xuan Ye knelt down again: "Disciple remember the teachings of the master!" ”

"Go, go!" In an instant, it seems that he has aged more than ten years again.

"Master, the disciple has not been here today."

The old man was silent.

"Master, the disciple hasn't been here today!"

Lao Dao turned his back for a long time, and finally nodded.

Xuan Ye was alone and went to Shushan.

……

Chu Mo at the foot of the mountain, the past few days can be described as sitting on pins and needles, and the pain is unbearable. It's just that, but it's miserable.

"Perhaps for Xuan Ye, even after reincarnation for eternity, without the company of a loved one, it is in vain to live a lonely and empty life. The moths at the last moment put out the fire, and the soul flew away, but it was enough to be called brilliant. ”

Xuan Ye's shop is simple, even shabby. On the counter were the only remaining four dissimilarities that Xuan Ye thought were perfect, but no one had ever seen them.

"How lonely is he that he doesn't want to live?"

Chu Mo didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand.

Suddenly, one day, an old monk from a small mountain village came to travel all over the world. The old monk came to visit as if he had already had a goal.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is polite!"

The old monk was dressed in a white monk's robe, and he was born with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, as if he was a real master. He chanted a Buddha name: "Little donor, can you ask for some food?" ”

Chu Mo admired the real master tightly, and hurriedly said: "Master, please come in quickly, if you don't dislike it, the junior will do it for you personally!" ”

"Amitabha!"

The old monk chanted the Buddha again: "In this way, then thank you to the little benefactor!" ”

"Master, you sit casually first, and the juniors will cook for you!" Chu Mo greeted the old monk and entered the kitchen alone.

Chu Mo's cooking skills are not bad, his senior brothers and the old bastard master, which one did not fall under Chu Mo's pomegranate skirt because of his cooking skills?

At the time of a cup of tea, Chu Mo held a bowl of somen noodles and presented it to the old monk.

"Master, please use it!"

"Thank you, little donor."

Chu Mo said, walked to the carving counter, and fiddled with those small objects.

Since Xuan Ye left, Chu Mo had nothing to do. When I'm idle, I'll carve some small things by myself. After a few days, the strength of the knife in his hand can barely be regarded as handy.

The small objects carved out are not known to be many times stronger than the four dissimilarities from Xuan Ye's hand. So, Chu Mo decided to start with the zodiac.

As the knife shakes, the solid wood in the hand keeps falling debris and gradually takes shape...... Not long after, a small mouse was born, which could barely be called alive.

"The carving skills of the little donor are really clever!"

I don't know when, the old monk suddenly walked behind Chu Mo silently and spoke abruptly.

"Where, where, the master has promoted the juniors!"

Chu Mo looked "modest" and sighed: "The younger generation has been obsessed with it all day long these days, but he can only barely carve it to the extent that he looks like a god. Carving a door, broad and profound. I don't know if the younger generation can reach the realm of a real carving master in this life. ”

"According to the poor monk, the little benefactor will definitely become the most outstanding carving master in the future!" The old monk's words of praise were not stingy.

Chu Mo smiled: "Then borrow the master's auspicious words!" ”

As if thinking of something, Chu Mo asked, "Haven't asked the master for the Dharma name yet?" ”

The old monk said: "The poor monk is coming to the clouds!" ”

Chu Mo nodded, and Wen Crepe saluted: "Master Yunlai is polite!" ”

"The little donor is polite...... the old monk was a little speechless and stopped.

Chu Mo observed the words: "What does the master have to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it directly!" ”

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief: "How about the poor monk begging the little benefactor to give the poor monk a wood carving?" ”

Chu Mo smiled: "No problem! ”

"Amitabha!"

The old monk also smiled: "In the future, the poor monk will pray for the little benefactor in Donglai Mountain." ”

"The master doesn't have to mind."

Chu Mo looked at the old monk deeply, and seemed to smile: "If the master wants, all the wood carvings in this room will be taken by the master." Why be so polite? ”

The old monk was stunned: "What did the little donor say?" ”

Chu Mo smiled: "The master shouldn't be an ordinary person, right?" Ordinary people categorically can't give this feeling to the younger generation...... After spending a long time with you, it seems that it will be rendered by your breath. The feeling you give to the younger generation is like a road, and it is difficult to understand; It also makes the younger generation like a spring breeze and benefits a lot. ”

The old monk pondered for a long time before he spoke: "Amitabha! Little donor, you are really extraordinary! ”

Chu Mo understood that this was also the fact that the old monk indirectly admitted that he was not an ordinary person.

Now it's a big salute.

The old monk pretended to be surprised: "Why does the little benefactor have to make such a big gift?" ”

Chu Mo Zhengse said: "There are many temptations, don't blame the master!" ”

The old monk smiled heartily: "It shouldn't be." ”

"Master, the juniors have something to ask for!"

Chu Mo's attitude was sincere: "The junior begs you to help." ”

The old monk sighed slightly: "What you ask for, the poor monk understands." But the poor monk can't intervene! ”

Chu Mo was puzzled: "Why?" ”

"The battle between Buddhism and Taoism is also luck. Although Buddhism and Taoism belong to the same education of the world, their principles and philosophies are very different. ”

The old monk sighed: "The bliss of Buddhism is in the West, and it is difficult to gain a foothold in the world. If the poor monk intervenes in the affairs of the Daomen, in an instant, the holy land of Buddhism will fall like a mountain...... Although the little benefactor has a meal for the poor monk, he weighs the pros and cons, but he does not want to make the poor monk embarrassed. ”

Chu Mo was unacceptable, but he was helpless.

After all, the old monk couldn't bear it: "Although the poor monk can't take action in person, it can still be done with indirect fluctuations and a trace of cause and effect." ”

Chu Mo was overjoyed: "Master, please speak!" ”

"Maybe there is someone who can save him!"

The old monk said: "The world knows very little about the things that exist. The poor monk can only faintly observe the tip of the iceberg......"

Chu Mo cautiously asked, "Who is that existence?" ”

The old monk said softly: "No one knows the name of that existence. The poor monk could only vaguely guess that he was born from the Maoshan Sect. There is a lot to do with your playmate's master...... If you can ask him to go out of the mountain, this matter can be done! ”

Chu Mo asked tentatively, "What kind of cultivation does that exist?" Could it be the legendary immortal? ”

"Immortals?"

The old monk smiled bitterly: "Maybe there are really immortals in this world!" Who knows, no one has seen it! But the peak cultivation of that existence, although it is not comparable to a true immortal, it is not much worse. ”

Chu Mo asked again: "Master, what kind of cultivation are you?" ”

The old monk smiled: "When you ask about cultivation, it is equivalent to asking about property in the world, which is taboo." ”

Chu Mo smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, master......"

The old monk bowed his hand: "For the poor monk, there is nothing to blame. As for the cultivation of the poor monk, it is still very easy to transform the existence of the level of a powerful ghost......"

In Chu Mo's opinion, there is no difference between degree-hardening and killing. His old bastard master can also easily slay the ghosts.

Subsequently, the old monk said: "Bother the little friend, carve a one-foot-long wood carving in the appearance of a poor monk, okay?" ”

Although Chu Mo doesn't know how to carve the doorway, he also knows that it is easy not to carve people. But since the old monk asked, he had no choice but to comply.

As night approached, Chu Mo finished carving. The dust was blown away from it, revealing the true face of the sculpture.

I don't dare to say that it's the same, but there are also eight points of godlikeness.

The old monk thanked him with satisfaction, and then got up to say goodbye.

"Master, it's getting late, let's leave tomorrow, can you?"

"Amitabha, don't bother the little donor, there will be a period later."

"Master, I'll send you!"

"The little donor stays."

Stepping on the moonlight, the old monk muttered to himself: "The atmosphere has fallen, and the wood carving carved by this hand absorbs the power of faith, how long will it take to turn into an immortal?" ”

……

When the old monk left, Chu Mo asked one last question.

What is love and love in this world?

He felt unworthy for Xuan Ye!

The old monk's response was quite Zen: Buddha's words: It can break through the red dust; Daoyu: The avenue is ruthless. Compared with Western bliss, compared to the ruthless Heavenly Dao, feelings are even more indulged in the world. But the world is not sober?

Not necessarily!

People who are outside the matter are the most unqualified to judge!

……

On the long road of life, who is good at taking a few steps?

Perhaps for Xuan Ye, this mistake is all the way.