In the mourning hall.

Master and I kept looking at the row of statues.

In fact, I can listen to what Master said just now, although I still can't figure out that Master has to let Zhang Rong and Xiang Yifeng die for some reason.

But I know that at this age, Shigong has experienced strong winds and waves, and the skills he has learned are close to supernatural powers, and he must have reasonable reasons to make such an arrangement.

Compared with Zhang Rong and Xiang Yifeng, I have only been in Qingyangguan for less than a year, but even for me, my master asked me a lot before leaving, telling me how to walk in the future to be safe.

Even I treated it like this, how could my master bear to let his two children die so miserably.

I accept what Master said, but I just can't accept that the seven people I see every day suddenly become that row of cold statues.

"The Mo family once had a giant son, born in the middle of the Warring States period, named Meng Sheng."

Master suddenly said to himself: "In order to stop the war, Meng Sheng led 182 ink scholars to defend the Chu State against the invading enemy, at that time, the situation was urgent, Meng Sheng knew that he was defeated and could not help the Chu State defend the city, so he decided to die with his body. ”

"His disciple advised him, thinking that the matter had come to this point, and dying could not change the outcome, and this move would cause the Mo family to suffer heavy losses, and it was more likely that the 'Mo family would die in the world', but Meng Sheng said that he promised to help the Chu State defend the city, but if he can't defend it now, he must die, otherwise no one will trust the Mo family in the future. And he thinks that he will pass on the position of the giant to another ink master, Tian Xiangzi, and he is not afraid of the ink master. ”

"So before he died, Meng Sheng asked two ink masters to find Tian Xiangzi with the token of the giant son, so that he could succeed the giant son and become the leader of the Mo family, and the current giant Meng Sheng took 180 ink masters to die generously."

Speaking of this, the master sighed with emotion: "And those two ink masters who went to find Tian Xiangzi, after completing the task of passing on the throne, resolutely returned to the battlefield and willingly died in the war. ”

"Our era, Guotai Min'an, is already the best era."

"But there is always a place where the sun can't shine, we believe in the Mohist concept, do the things of rangers, and take this as a belief, and we must do the spirit passed down from our ancestors, we must believe in our words, we must be fruitful in our deeds, we will die lightly, and die for righteousness."

Master burst into tears, looked at the portrait of his master, and choked up: "But your master, he can't let everyone die for righteousness, and he is reluctant to execute even a traitor." ”

"When I left Qingyang Temple with Sun Zhaoming on my back, I believe you also saw it, and you asked yourself, what did you think at the time."

"These things we do, sooner or later there will be this kind of ending, the Mohist concept has been verified by history, and it has long since died out in the long river of history, and your master's concept is not as good as the Mohist family back then, only take this step and save some people as much as possible."

As he spoke, the master stood up and looked at me again: "And this step is also preparing for the fall of the Tang family, only by letting the Tang family gain the upper hand and making the Tang family stronger and stronger, can the Tang family go to the peak of prosperity and decline." ”

"If God wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy, and in the near future, within three months, there will be a major turning point for the Tang family, and this turning point is the time to destroy the Tang family."

"Those who do great things will either succeed or fail, so we must learn to accept temporary losses and learn to forbear, otherwise it will be a big defeat."

With that, Master walked up to me, patted me on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand.

I heard a sentence that the Tang family would be destroyed in less than three months.

……

The funeral was held over six days.

I thought that when my grandfather passed away, Song Xiaotian's family should come, because Song Xiaotian's grandfather and my grandfather are brothers who worship their sons.

But they didn't come for six days, and I thought they wouldn't come.

Until the seventh day, today is the first seven days of Shigong, and Song Xiaotian's family finally came.

There are Song Lao, Uncle Song, and Song Xiaotian in this family.

Pan Xiaorou has already given birth to a child and is now recuperating at home, while Song Xiaotian's mother wants to take care of Pan Xiaorou, so she didn't come.

In addition to Song Xiaotian's family, there was also a Taoist leader, who I had heard of before, but this was the first time I had seen him.

His name is Lan Wu, his name is very special, he is the abbot of Qingyunguan, and later he went out to travel, and Qingyunguan was handed over to his junior brother, that is, Anning's master, Qianxin Daochang.

Uncle Song and Song Xiaotian looked very sad, and came to the mourning hall to put three sticks of incense on their master.

Song Lao and the Lan Dao chief walked directly to the statue, stroked the urn of the master, and called Xiang Long.

They didn't show a lot of grief, but their expressions were more complicated than everyone else.

Song Lao laughed and said to us: "People, anyway, there is such a day, this old boy has lived for so long, he is in a hurry." ”

"In life, in addition to family, no matter how good a friend is, even if he is still alive, it is actually difficult to see each other again."

"Now, or in the future, it's nothing more than a time to say goodbye, you can only be in a dream, everyone gets together in a different place, and there is nothing to be sad about."

After speaking, Song Lao looked at the portrait of his master and smiled: "Old man, in the future, you will bless your apprentices and grandchildren, you Fei Ge will come all the way to see you off on your last journey to the yang world, my great-grandchildren are now born, you can also bless my great-grandson by the way." ”

The old man's view of life and death has long been extraordinary, and he may not show it if he is sad.

That night, after dinner in the dining hall.

Originally, Shi Xiu and I were going to come to guard the spirit, but Elder Song and the Lan Dao Elder drove us out of the mourning hall.

"You've been on guard for six days, so you still have to pay attention to rest."

Song Laoyun said lightly: "We two old men, we have been brothers with your master for decades, and now that he is gone, why do you have to accompany him on the last journey, let us guard the last night." ”

We were indeed on guard these nights, although we had slept some, but so many people died suddenly, and we didn't sleep well, everyone woke up after sleeping for two or three hours.

"Old Song, then you can call us if you have anything."

After saying that, Shi Xiu and I all went back to their rooms and prepared to sleep first.

Although there was a wake-up tonight, I still didn't sleep well, and even when I did, I felt empty, and I woke up after less than three hours of sleep.

After waking up, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning, and I wanted to talk to Song Xiaotian, but after coming outside the room, I found that Song Xiaotian's room had turned off the lights, and he should have slept so late.

When he sleeps, I can't disturb him anymore.

As I walked, I walked to the deacon's quarters again.

I was going to go in again, wanting to go in and miss my master, but when I got closer, I realized that the light in the deacon's room was still on.

I thought to myself, who is still working so late?

Is it my master?

With a hint of suspicion, I walked into the deacon's room, and at a glance I saw a familiar figure standing inside.

He was holding a brush and writing on paper.

I looked at him incredulously and shouted, "Master......"