Xiaoyao looked at Xiuyuan's eyes, cloudy eyes, no longer as clear as before, ://.56shuku/

"Master, master" Xiaoyao felt sad when he saw him, and couldn't help but think of what happened thirty years ago.

At that time, Xiu Yuan came back with unswerving.

Every step he took was extremely heavy, the blood on his body was dripping, the blood was sprinkled on the road along the arm that hung down a little bit, Xiaoyao could never forget that scene, he snuggled up to Xiu Yuan's body like that, motionless, his body was full of blood, the white clothes were already dyed red, Xiu Yuan was too, the white clothes were already blood red, his face seemed to have been washed away from the pale of lead Hua, and there was no blood like the unswerving , Xiaoyao watched them walk slowly, and the forgotten traces beside him took a step forward, looking straight at them, until Xiu Yuan walked to them, and then he saw that Unswerving had been dead for a long time, and his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper.

Forgotten eyes dimmed at that moment, she didn't cry, not a single tear, just silently looked at her mother.

"She's gone?"

Xiu Yuan's eyes were hollow, and he nodded slowly, "I sent her away." ”

Looking at Xiu Yuan in confusion, "What did you say?"

"I sent her away," Xiu Yuan repeated again, "I killed her." ”

Forgot to cover her mouth, leaving only a pair of eyes looking at Xiu Yuan, she couldn't speak, just looked at him like this.

"Master, what's going on?" Xiaoyao didn't understand, he didn't understand, "How could you kill You?"

The mother-in-law and Keba also rushed over, and the moment they saw the blood dripping, the mother-in-law shouted like crazy, "Oh my God"

The Spirit Dao Venerable was behind them, he didn't get closer, he was still in the arms of Xiuyuan, he knew that all this could not be changed again, "How could this be?"

Xiu Yuan didn't give Unswerving to anyone, just hugged it like this, and gently rubbed his head around Unswerving's neck, "Unswerving, we're going home." ”

It was as if she was asleep, but only the pale face and lips showed that she had no chance of waking up.

"Give her to me. Forget the trace spat out the words, "Give her back to me." ”

Xiu Yuan looked at Forget, then lowered his head to look at Forget, he took a long breath, and handed over Forgetfulness to Forgetfulness as if he had made some decision.

When Forgetmark took over his mother's not heavy body, he couldn't help but take a step back, "You'll never leave me again this time, right?"

She hugged her mother and turned around, and when she turned around, she looked at Xiu Yuan, "She doesn't owe you anything, I don't owe you anything, I don't want to see you again." After saying that, he left, Xiaoyao wanted to catch up, and glanced at the master who seemed to be dying, Xiaoyao stopped his steps, and everyone left one after another, only Xiu Yuan and Xiaoyao stood there stupidly looking at the direction they left.

"Why do you have to kill her?" asked Xiu Yuan faintly.

"There's nothing I can do. Xiu Yuan's voice was hoarse, he narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that the master's soul was no longer there.

"Master" Xiaoyao has to say something, Xiu Yuan has turned around, he is moving his steps, his legs are no longer his own, every step is a heavy footprint, Xiaoyao followed him, step by step, he looked at Xiu Yuan's back, he was really tired, really tired, his back was no longer upright, Xiaoyao understood, unswerving is the soul for him, without unswerving, Xiu Yuan is like a walking corpse.

Recalling this, Xiaoyao's tears welled up again, he looked at Xiuyuan's old face, "Master, Master" just kept repeating calling him.

Xiuyuan's vicissitudes of life faced Xiaoyao, "I was the one who told you to leave back then, do you blame me?"

Xiaoyao pursed his lips and frowned in pain, he shook his head, "I don't blame you, I never blamed you." ”

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It's just that he can't understand why Xiuyuan has to let him go.

That day, it rained heavily.

Xiaoyao stood outside the door, looking at the closed door in the rain, the little monks passing by looked at Xiaoyao, and a few senior brothers came over holding an umbrella and handed it to Xiaoyao, "Xiaoyao, don't be like this" Xiaoyao remained motionless, just looked at the door of Xiuyuan, "Master, I won't leave, I won't leave you!" There was no response inside.

Xiaoyao continued to shout, except for the sound of rain around him, he had already shouted with all his might, "Master, open the door, I won't leave!" After a while, the door opened, and Xiu Yuan stood inside.

In the past few days, Xiu Yuan has lost a lot of weight, his entire cheeks have sunken, he can't sleep, and his eye sockets are also black and deeply sunken.

Xiaoyao stood in the rain and looked at him, looking directly at Xiu Yuan, "I said that I will never leave you!" Xiu Yuan stretched out his hand and threw out Xiaoyao's baggage, the thing was scattered all over the ground, Xiaoyao was stunned, his clothes and other things, including a pair of calligraphy and paintings that Xiu Yuan had given him before, were all wet by this relentless heavy rain.

"Master, you" was startled, he looked at Xiu Yuan, his eyes were incomprehensible and resentful, "You really don't want me anymore!" "You go, don't come back." After saying this, Xiu Yuan glanced at Xiaoyao coldly and then closed the door.

"No" Xiaoyao knelt on the ground all of a sudden, he packed up the pile of things, didn't care about the clothes, just picked up the calligraphy and painting that Xiu Yuan gave him and hugged it in his arms, Xiaoyao's grievances and incomprehension turned into tears, and he cried.

In this way, he picked up these things in a daze, and staggered out of the place where he had lived for a long time.

With a wry smile, he unfolded the scroll, which was completely blurred, he smiled bitterly, and then stretched out his hand and threw the scroll backwards into the temple, and he left without looking back.

Memories are like a "tide" of water surrounding Xiaoyao, you say that you don't hate or resent, how is it possible?

MEmu just doesn't understand why.

"Master, why did you drive me away. ”

Xiu Yuan paused, "Follow me, you won't have a good life." ”

Xiaoyao frowned, he inquired in many ways, and knew that although he had been accumulating virtue and doing good deeds in the past few decades, his "temperament" had changed greatly, sometimes he was crazy and sometimes silent, and everyone called him a mad monk and Taoji.

When I saw him this time, in addition to that look, Xiaoyao was also surprised, the master had indeed suffered a lot, his clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, his face was full of vicissitudes, and he was even thinner.

"Why is this happening?" looked at him.

Xiu Yuan helped Xiaoyao, "Help me sit down." Xiaoyao helped him sit down, and there was an indescribable pain in Xiuyuan's eyes, "This is the path I have chosen, and I am destined to suffer all my life, so I asked you to leave because I don't want you to suffer with me anymore." ”

"Master" Xiaoyao choked up again.