It's like a dream.

The whole stone cliff was bare, the stone strips were still there, only a few stone carved seals on the ground and the powder of the broken stones, and nothing else.

And so many still do not believe. With a solemn expression, Yaya took the lead in asking.

"Brother Zhuang, who was eaten by a black hole, when will he come back?" Yaya asked in a weak voice, a little afraid to speak, for fear, the people around were silent.

Mo Laodao walked over, picked up the stone carving seal on the ground, picked it up and looked at it in a daze for a while.

Leaving two of them for Miao Qing and handing them over, the young man was still a little unconvinced, and stretched out his heavy arm to take them.

One was personally selected by himself and asked Zhuang Yu to engrave the seal, and the other was a special gift for him.

The words are square, clear and handsome, and very appropriate.

The four words of Miao Qing's seal came into the child's eyes, and at that moment, he remembered the scars on Zhuang Yu's hands, and he blamed himself a little, and couldn't help crying silently again.

The other feldspar carving, which is also polished beautifully, is carved with simple four words in willow body.

Safe

Such a few simple words once again made Miao Qing's heart collapse, like broken glass.

Since childhood, the two have always grown up together, although Zhuang Yu is relatively small, but everything is hard to bear the front, Miao Qing also sees it in his eyes, he must always work hard to grow up, and then protect this sensible and strong teenager, so that he can feel at ease. No, it's finally starting to grow up,............

Life is nothing more than that, and some of them are always undesirable.

Ah Ye didn't have any words, turned around lightly and went to the wooden courtyard, leaving a group of people, speechless on the edge of the cliff for a long time.

At that moment, Lao Dao felt that he was suddenly extremely tired, and when he walked, his body was unnaturally rickety.

People are always old for a moment.

Lao Dao had no expression, sat under the old willow tree, closed his eyes, and squinted against the willow tree.

At the foot of the mountain, there are about 80 people, young and old, all rushing to the mountain, and Mo Laodao did not say hello, did not speak, leaning against the willow tree as if asleep.

The people went to the cliff and asked the children why.

The moment Lao Dao picked up the stone carving, he saw a few pieces of inscription in his spare eye, and put it into his sleeve, not because he didn't look at it, but he didn't dare.

Miao Qing casually said a few words to the people in the alley, then left the stone cliff, came to the old road and sat on the ground, with his back to the old willow, and squinted, but the tears fell like beans, crying silently.

Time flowed, and everyone on the edge of the stone cliff came down the mountain one after another, but the two of them sat until nightfall, and the night was as dark as day.

Without the boy, the two of them didn't cook.

"Xiao Qingzi, go back. "Old-fashioned words. "Don't sit down, we have to believe in Him, everyone has a life, and his heart is so clear, he will be blessed. ”

Miao Qing heard the words, got up slowly, drooped her head, wiped her tears and walked back, Aunt Miao was waiting in the alley early, waiting for the young man who grew up at this moment to come home.

Lao Dao silently took out the stone medal from his cuffs.

Tsubaki Xuan is luxuriant

Pine and cypress in the same spring

Eight big characters, natural and natural, a lot of effort.

Lao Dao, suddenly the corners of his mouth curled, and for a moment he only felt that the spring breeze was full of faces, and even if there were thousands of threads, they should go with the wind.

Lao Dao didn't go back to the house, and leaned on the old willow for the night.

When the sun rose high, Lao Dao never moved, just sat all the time.

I don't know what time, Miao Qing got into the back room, tinkered, just like in the past, a puff of smoke rose, and at that moment, even Lao Dao felt that Zhuang Yu was still there.

Miao Qing cooked a noodle for Ah Ye, nothing else, put it in Lao Dao's hand, without words, and went to the house where Zhuang Yu slept.

It didn't take long for Lao Dao to follow in, and he saw Miao Qing sitting on the bed, looking at the wooden figure by the pillow. Lao Dao found the papyrus on which Zhuang Yu had been writing and drawing from childhood to capital letters from the old box at the head of the bed. The top is still the remaining red paper from the couplet at the door of last year's New Year.

Lao Dao slowly opened, and a beautiful pair of words were revealed.

Repay Yangchun and know where to go

Wine should be sent to life

There are also a few small pieces of white paper mixed in, recording the brewing method of osmanthus wine.

At that moment, Lao Dao suddenly felt that he was not very good, it was he who was not very good.

The rest are some interesting things that Zhuang Yu has memorized since childhood, some write about Aunt Miao sending clothes to herself, and some of Brother Qing protecting herself and fighting with other children, many, many ......

For a former teenager, this is the time of childhood, and it is a baby.

"Ah Qing, in the future, this house will be given to you, this pair of wooden people you are so good to take it away, I am leaving. ”

"Ah Ye, you ......" Miao Qing was about to speak when he was interrupted by Lao Dao raising his hand.

"I have been groggy for so many years, I have to go out for a walk, the world is too big, and it is not done by man! People are old, everywhere is my hometown, and this is handed over to you. ”

"Ah master, I'm still waiting for you to teach me to read, I want to know what Xiao Nian has written. Miao Qing looked at the paper in the box.

"There are many literate people, as long as you study hard, you can always learn. As he spoke, he walked to the back room, and rolled up the couplet and the winemaking block and put it into his heart.

Coming out of the back room, Lao Dao was holding a yellowed wine jug and a black hiking stick in his hand, which was ordinary.

When I came to the courtyard, it took me a long time to finish the half bowl of noodles. He walked to the edge of the cliff and stood for a long, long time. Miao Qing sat quietly on the side, accompanying the old man. Look carefully at the old man's temples are gray, and the appearance left by the years on his face and feet is becoming more and more obvious.

It's twilight.

I don't know how long I stood there, Lao Dao slowly turned around and left, wearing a straw hat and pestle on the mountain, Lao Dao and even in his twilight years.

Miao Qing accompanied Lao Dao and sent him to the old willow in the yard, and Lao Dao slowly left alone, gradually drifting away.

"Ah master, will you come back, I will wait for you here all the time, waiting for Xiao Yu to come home. Miao Qing roared hoarsely.

Lao Dao pestle on the spot, turned around and looked at the young man, then at the old willow in the wooden courtyard, and at the hometown that had accompanied him for most of his life.

Said in words that were almost unheard.

"Maybe, maybe I won't be able to wait until then......," he said, turning around and walking towards the bottom of the mountain. After the climate of Youlong Lane, the whole alley is not as noisy as before, quiet and peaceful, the old road walks gently, like the wind, the whole alley is watching him, until he completely disappears at the end of the alley.

Mo Lao Dao left.

For a person who has no thoughts, leaving is perhaps the best relief.

Since then, the old willow of the wooden courtyard has a new owner, Miao Qing. As always, the small courtyard is still smoky from time to time, but unfortunately it is no longer the person it was back then.

On the stone cliff in the west, there is also a young man, no matter how busy the days to come, there is always a figure sitting silently on the edge of the stone cliff in spring, autumn, winter and summer, with a seal in one hand, and the other hand writing crookedly on the ground.

Safe.

Ah Yu, you have to be safe, I'm starting to learn to read.

The boy waited on the stone cliff rain or shine until many years.

Zhuang Yu.

At this time, Zhuang Yu only felt that his body could not move, and a warm air flow was wrapping him and speeding forward.

The consciousness is very clear, but no matter how desperately he struggles, his eyes never open, the starlight around him is spreading, and the bright night sky appears in his mind, invisible, but everything is so real.

The universe is vast, with all kinds of stars flowing and rivers flowing, and the star orbits shifting.

For the first time, Zhuang Yu felt the insignificance of people, even the entire mountains, rivers and land where he lived, like pebbles thrown into the sea, which could not stir up the slightest waves.

The universe is endless, and the road is simple.

I can't help but think of what Ah Ye said to himself, and the poems recorded in the same book.

Looking up at the vastness of the universe, sigh at the vastness of the heavens and the earth. Human beings are only a drop in the ocean to the universe, and truth is often in the deepest depths of chaos and nothingness.

Chaos and nothingness Zhuang Yu felt too much at this moment, and there were still too many unknown mysteries. Thinking that I can see the universe so much, I can't help but feel a little better.

The so-called wandering eyes, extremely audio-visual entertainment, believe in Coke, but that's it.

The streamer took Zhuang Yu all the way forward, I don't know the time of the years, the waves of the galaxy in the young man's mind along the way are imprinted in his heart little by little, as if he has walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, slowly waiting for the fall.

I don't know how many years.

The wreckage of the stars suddenly appeared in front of him, and the dilapidated scene appeared in the sea of stars, and even the aftermath of the shattering of the stars could be felt from a distance, impacting the young man's mind layer by layer. A bright star suddenly stirred up a sky full of starlight, and then instantly annihilated, turning into nothingness.

I saw a huge golden body in the distance, slowly raised his head, the fingertips of the stars flowed, compared with the big law of Nuo, the stars in the sky were like dust, when the big hand was lying slightly, I don't know how many stars turned into nothingness.

Suddenly, a faint sigh seemed to be heard in the distance, and two narrow rays of light appeared out of thin air in the wreckage, getting brighter and brighter...... In the end, it turned into a seven-colored law phase that was even more huge than the previous golden body law phase, and the starry sky was eclipsed for a while.

It turned out that the seven-colored Dharma Body opened its narrow eyes, and the golden body Dharma that was hit with a wave of his hand was scattered, turning into a rain of light in the sky, sprinkling the galaxy.

An incomparably angry roar permeated the eight desolations of the universe, and the surrounding stars shattered one by one, and the void twisted.

Zhuang Yu only felt as if he had entered the age of mythology at this time, isn't this golden body a story in the book? In the depths of the universe, even more powerful forces surged, refreshing Zhuang Yu's cognition again and again, at that moment, the young man only hoped that this was a dream after all.

When I woke up from the dream, when I opened my eyes, I was still familiar with the old willows of the wooden courtyard and the old and young masters of Youlong Lane.

But at this moment, I couldn't help but curse like a wicked person in my heart: What the hell am I.

But that's the way it is.

What Zhuang Yu saw and heard was true, after a long river of time and I don't know how much to carry, the young man was in the era of the end of the ancient law, and he was located in the Qing Dynasty.

And the war of gods and demons in front of him is far away from the sky, the ancient war is endless, the remnants of the gods and spirits take care of their own opinions, cruel to the world, and the stars and demons are in trouble, and the disputes are endless.........

The whole war lasted for millions of years, the gods and demons were almost exhausted, and the new gods took over one side, each with their own plans. So much so that since the creation of the world, the highest standard, the widest range, the death of innocent people countless epic battles.

The sky is full of starry wreckage, hundreds of tribes are lined up, and there is internal and external strife, I don't know how long it will take......