Qingtian Road.

Bai Yuyu stood quietly in front of those white views, and Qin Chulai and Mei Xiyu stood silently behind the barefoot plain-clothed woman, looking at those white views in the mountains with complicated expressions.

"So in fact, Uncle Shi was not old and confused at the beginning, he remembered wrongly, and remembered the eighteen Baiguan into nineteen."

Bai Yuyu said in a gentle tone, and the sound was like a small white flower swaying by the wind on the roadside in the early morning of June.

"At the beginning, there were indeed nineteen white views in the Qingtian Dao."

Qin Chulai was silent for a long time, and said with a soft sigh: "Eighteen small white temples, and one big white temple. ”

That one refers to the entire Qingtian Dao.

This Taoist with shallow sword marks between his eyebrows suddenly became a little curious, when Bai Yuyu asked that senior uncle to burn the Qingtian Dao Baiguan, did he think about lighting a fire in the entire Qingtian Dao.

After thinking about it, Qin Chulai seemed to have some understanding - he seemed to understand why the old teacher and uncle suddenly brought back to the mountain such a descendant of the previous generation of Qingtian Dao Temple Masters after burning those white temples.

Isn't this a fire?

It's just that this is gentle, peaceful, trying to burn the story of Qingtiandao in the fire of the years with the transition of the next generation.

The Taoists seemed to be a little speechless.

Qingtian Dao is indeed the largest white view in this world.

In the final analysis, these people of the uncle's generation are the continuation of the original story of Bai Fengyu.

Mei Xiyu just stood there in silence, and after a long time, he said softly: "So whether Baiguan is nineteen or eighteen is actually something that has nothing to do with those stories in the world today?" ”

Bai Yuyu smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "How can it be okay? A seed of yellow sorghum, blown to Huai'an, can bring the scene of grimace blooming that made the world extremely panicked back then. The affairs of the world are never absolutely separated. ”

This woman in a plain Taoist robe turned around and quietly looked at the Taoist temples like blue heaven and green bamboo behind the forest.

"I think Xie Cangsheng must have been to Baiguan and met some people."

When Qin Chulai finally found the records of clouds and rain in the past twenty years in such a stargazing office, he finally remembered such a Taoist back then.

Xie Cangsheng.

Such a Daoist who could be said to be from the Qingtian Dao, a Daoist who should have made a name for himself in the Qingtian Dao, suddenly left the Qingtian Dao one day twenty years ago.

Qin Chulai vaguely remembered that he had sighed about it back then.

But he thinks it might be a good thing, too.

Of course, it is a good place, and it can be regarded as a great ambition in the world of culture.

If this is the case, of course, it is not impossible.

It's just that things in the world are always in a hurry.

Even tomorrow may not be clear, so where can we see so far?

Mei Xiyu stood aside silently, looking at Bai Yuyu with a complicated expression.

This Taoist, who was Chinese New Year's Eve at the time, naturally would not know the story of twenty years ago. It's just such a piece of news, which undoubtedly makes it hard for Taoists to believe.

It turns out that the story of the world is really the wind and the blue sky?

After being silent for a long time, Mei Xiyu said softly: "How can I go back and explain to Your Majesty?" ”

Bai Yuyu was very calm and indifferent about this matter, glanced at Mei Xiyu with a slight smile, and said, "It's okay to admit it truthfully." Moreover, since some things have already revealed clues, with Huaidu's ability, it is impossible not to find these things. ”

Mei Xiyu bowed and said softly: "According to what the Lord said." ”

Bai Yuyu nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

Mei Xiyu turned around and left here.

Qin Chulai and Bai Yuyu still stood in front of those Bai Guan for a long time.

After a long time, this Taoist, who likes to run around very much, and was swept with a sword mark on his eyebrows, said with a sigh: "Could it be that Qingtian Dao is really going to burn the last Baiguan?" ”

The last white view of Qingtian Dao is Qingtian Dao itself.

The so-called burned, naturally it is not really burned, but as such a teacher and uncle wished, let Jiang Shanxue become the next master of Qingtian Dao.

Bai Yuyu turned his head and glanced at Qin Chulai, and said softly, "Why do you want to burn it?" ”

Qin Chulai sighed and said, "After Xie Cangsheng's matter is known to the world, Qingtian Dao is bound to return to the world's vision again. People will always think again of the wind and rain of the last century. Can Qingtian Dao really sit in the green mountains safely? ”

This is probably the reason why Qin Chulai left Huaidu in a hurry.

In such a story, he saw the momentum that made the Qingtian Dao possible to overturn again.

Bai Yuyu said calmly: "Qingtian Dao has a clear conscience, so naturally there is no need to do something like this. ”

Qin Chulai was silent for a long time, and then looked at Bai Yuyu with great sincerity and said, "What if I have a guilty conscience, Lord Guan? ”

Bai Yuyu looked at this Taoist silently for a long time, then turned around and walked in the direction of the mountain rumor.

"If you have a guilty conscience, then show sincerity and show it to the world."

Qin Chulai stood there quietly, looking back at such a Baiguan community.

In there, there used to be this Taoist master.

......

In the courtyard of the forest leading to the big lake in the back mountain.

Qin Chulai knocked on the very silent courtyard door.

The Taoist Qin Zailai, who looked the same as Qin Chulai, opened the door with a calm expression.

The two of them seemed to be looking at a mirror with some dirt - that's why there was such a sword mark between Qin Chulai's eyebrows.

Qin Chulai and Qin Zai are naturally not brothers.

Those disciples who entered the meditation later were often quite curious about the relationship between such two Taoists.

If not brothers, not relatives and friends, then what is it?

Qin Chulai quietly looked at the Taoist in front of him for a long time, and then said with a soft smile: "You and I, one of you and I will die." ”

Qin Zailai narrowed his eyes and looked at this Taoist who was talking about such a thing very easily for a long time.

How can the matter of life and death be said so lightly?

This is something that is heavy, even the Taoist saints, even the saints, sigh.

After a long time, this Taoist who always looked old-fashioned and always indifferent, said lightly: "You go to die." ”

He didn't ask what was going on.

Or, when Qin Chulai suddenly knocked on the door of his courtyard, this Taoist already understood something.

Qingtian Dao is probably about to fall into the whirlpool of the world again.

So he calmly said you are going to die.

This is probably also well-founded.

Qin Chulai could also understand, this Taoist with sword marks between his eyebrows smiled slightly and said, "It is true that I should die, after all, you still have a disciple named Mei Xiyu, but I don't." ”

People who don't have to worry about it are the best to die.

Qin Zailai nodded, then turned around and walked into the courtyard.

Qin Chulai calmly helped him close the courtyard door, and then turned around and walked all the way back along the path.

The June wind is quietly blowing such a green mountain, the grass and trees are swaying by the roadside, and the clear lake is sparkling in the distance.

Qin Chulai walked quietly all the way, stretching out his hand to brush the blades of grass beside the road, perhaps some blades of grass hooked the Taoist's robe, showing a very nostalgic meaning.

But the grass and trees are merciless.

It's just the Taoist who is nostalgic.

If the Taoist didn't stretch out his hand, how could those branches and leaves of the world be wrapped around the cuffs?

Qin Chulai walked all the way to the mountain road leading to the mountain rumor's house, sat down on the white stone steps, and quietly looked at the world.

The wind and grass in the world are moving.

The Taoist's mind did not move.

Sit there calmly.

.......

Before Mei Xiyu left, he planned to say goodbye to Qin again, so he came to this back mountain.

So he saw Qin Chulai, who was sitting quietly in the mountain wind.

"Why is Uncle Shi sitting here?"

Mei Xiyu stood behind Qin Chulai and asked respectfully.

It's just that I haven't waited for such a Taoist answer for a long time.

Mei Xiyu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked to Qin Chulai's side.

At this point, this young Taoist realized that this Taoist who was a senior uncle in Guanzhong, with sword marks between his eyebrows, had gone calmly.

Mei Xiyu stood there in a daze, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Probably it is really difficult for Taoists to figure out how the uncle who was sighing and sighing before Bai Guan has already left the world in the blink of an eye?

The people of Gudaomen like to drown themselves in the washbasin.

And Qin Chulai drowned himself in the wind of the world.

......

Of course, what Bai Yuyu said at the beginning was of course true.

Among those uncles in Qingtian Dao, there are still many people on the twelfth floor.

.....

Xu Chunhua was helping to strain wine in her father's tavern at the end of the town.

Since Xu Chunhua came back, the shopkeeper Xu has been chattering there very melancholy.

"I told you not to go to Huaidu, you wanted to go, but you didn't get anything, and you lost a lot of fat."

Xu Chunhua put down the filter, looked at her father with raised eyebrows and said: "What lost a body of fat, if you lose weight, you lose weight, what do you do if you say it so ugly." ”

Shopkeeper Xu sneered and said, "Because you are a boar and can't eat fine bran, what do you use without losing fat?" ”

Xu Chunhua was probably a little unconvinced, and she secretly drank some of the wine when she strained the wine, her cheeks were flushed, and she was arguing with her father.

"Why am I a boar?"

Shopkeeper Xu knew that his daughter must have been drinking secretly, so he just hummed and said, "Chen He is such a good young man......"

Xu Chunhua's eyes, which seemed to be filled with some wine, quickly flashed a trace of complicated emotions, and then dispersed faster.

The girl in the small town didn't mourn and said that it was a sad thing that people didn't want to be like herself.

just retorted confidently and said: "Then why can't I be fine chaff and he is a boar?" ”

Shopkeeper Xu waved his hand helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, you are fine chaff, you are fine chaff." ”

Xu Chunhua didn't filter the wine, hugged a wine jar from the side, scooped two spoonfuls of wine and poured it in, and then ran outside with the jar.

"Where are you going?"

Shopkeeper Xu poked his head out of the tavern.

Xu Chunhua said without looking back: "You care about me." ”

“......”

A small town girl is probably a little different from being in such a vast capital.

The town is small, and every grass and tree is familiar.

Naturally, it will be much freer.

......

When Mei Xiyu returned to the small house by the river outside the town, Xu Chunhua was holding a wine jar and drinking wine there. The girl who grew up in the tavern probably always had a good amount of alcohol.

The jar of wine was about to bottom out, but Xu Chunhua's face was just a little crimson, and she didn't talk nonsense, just sat quietly on the rocks by the stream, looking at the flat outside the house very seriously.

Mei Xiyu walked over, sat down next to Xu Chunhua, and then reached out to take the jar in Xu Chunhua's hand.

But the girl from the small town pulled into the edge of the altar and didn't let go.

"I'll take another sip."

Mei Xiyu sighed and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't let you drink it, but I also want to take a sip." ”

Xu Chunhua looked at this Taoist who had always liked Qing cultivation with some surprise.

"Did something happen in the view?"

Mei Xiyu took the wine jar from Xu Chunhua's hand, and then brought it to her lips, took a sip, but lowered her head and fell silent, until a long time, she raised her head, looked at such a green mountain, and said softly: "I have an uncle who died." ”

Xu Chunhua looked at Mei Xiyu in shock.

"Who?"

Mei Xiyu thought for a while and said, "It's the Taoist in the town who likes to call him a real person for the first time." ”

Xu Chunhua remembered at this time that a Taoist who would often go down the mountain to walk in the world.

Many Taoists in the temple don't like to walk around the world, but there are probably some exceptions in the early Qin Dynasty.

Such a Taoist seems to like to run around.

After a long time, Xu Chunhua asked a little puzzled: "The first time I came to the real person..... How could he have died? ”

Mei Xiyu sighed.

"I didn't know that when I saw him, he had already feathered on the mountain path outside the mountain ballad."

Of course, there are thousands of ways to say death.

Returned to heaven, went to the River Styx, went to Zhuangsheng Island, walked out of time, passed away, disbanded, and feathered.

But the essence is naturally the same.

That's not in the world.

Xu Chunhua looked at Mei Xiyu silently, as if the story was always the same, when they sat quietly by this stream, there would always be some stories in Qingtian Dao.

Mei Xiyu took a sip of wine and continued: "But Guanli seems to be very bland, I went to tell the master, the master just calmly oh, I went to tell the master, and the master just sat by the lake and heard of it. ”

Xu Chunhua didn't say anything, after all, what Mei Xiyu didn't know, she naturally couldn't know.

The Taoist probably thought about it, but he didn't figure out some things, after all, he lacked some key information, so it was naturally difficult to figure out some things.

Mei Xiyu returned the wine jar to Xu Chunhua, then looked at Xu Chunhua and said, "What are you looking at?" ”

Xu Chunhua hugged the small wine jar, tilted her head and thought about it, and said, "I'm planning a flower garden and a vegetable bed." ”

The girl, who had drunk some wine and was probably excited, no longer looked like she was always quiet in Huaidu, stood up, picked up a branch on the side, and rowed there very seriously.

"When the time comes, the trellis will be placed here, and some flowers will be planted on the shelf, and then some flowers will be planted in the ground, and then fenced up."

"There is a vegetable plot here, and you can grow some seasonal dishes like cabbage and radish."

Xu Chunhua held the branch and scratched the marks on the ground, then turned around and looked at Mei Xiyu with a smile and said.

"When you come back, dig a pond by the stream, bring in the water from the stream, and we can raise some fish, and watch them spit bubbles with their black backs in the summer, and use them to stew soup in the winter."

"Then set aside a piece of land behind the house, plant some fruit trees such as plums and plums, and when the time comes, we will bring wine from my father to make fruit wine, and we can drink it ourselves, or we can sell it for money....."

Xu Chunhua was planning very seriously, Mei Xiyu listened quietly there, and said with a slight smile: "Of course you can." ”

The small town girl looked back at the Taoist who was sitting there smiling slightly, but she felt a little guilty again, threw away the branch in her hand, walked back, squatted beside Mei Xiyu, and said softly: "I didn't ask for your opinion, so I acquiesced that you gave up those things in Qingtian Dao, isn't it good?" ”

Of course, Xu Chunhua knew that the Taoists in front of her belonged to the top of the talent in the entire cultivation world.

Not everyone is Zhang Xiaoyu.

In a hundred years of story, Qingtian Dao reappeared in a willow March.

Mei Xiyu smiled softly and said, "These are not very conflicting things. And as you know, I'm not a big fan of the hilarious stories. ”

Taoists like Baimei Creek rain, quiet and elegant.

Xu Chunhua sighed and said softly: "But you still have to go back to Huaidu, and then you will definitely be swept up and exhausted like those things that Nandao and Lord Shizhong did at the beginning." ”

Mei Xiyu thought for a while, and then said seriously: "To think about how to grow a bunch of cabbage well, it will also be exhausting." Things in the world are actually the same, it just depends on whether you like it or not. ”

Of course, Mei Xiyu didn't like it. It's just that as a disciple of Qingtian Dao, in such a human story, he naturally needs to take some responsibility.

Xu Chunhua just insisted and said: "This is different, the vegetable field is not well planted, it is deserted, but there will be no seasonal side dishes to eat, and those stories will kill people." ”

The story of such a noon demon mansion really impressed this small town girl.

When she was in the town in the past, she never thought that there would really be such a scene in the world, and countless lives disappeared in a hurry.

Mei Xiyu didn't say anything more.

After all, what Xu Chunhua said is indeed the truth.

Xu Chunhua put down the wine jar and sat down by the stream stone again, a stream of water gurgling, and from time to time blades of grass fell in it, whirling and drifting away.

Maybe that's what life is like that.

After a long time, Xu Chunhua smiled softly, looked up at the sky outside the forest, and said slowly: "I suddenly remembered what Chen He said at the beginning. ”

Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows and looked at the girl from this small town.

"What?"

"Fate will bring everything to its rightful place."

Xu Chunhua said seriously, and then turned her head to look at Mei Xiyu.

"There you go."

"I'll just wait for you."