Han Caier lay behind Lu Xihua, looking at the city under her feet in the glow, followed by roads and mountains, full of happiness, although she was in the sky, she was not afraid at all, there was no strong wind around her body, everything was the same as walking.

Although her brother came to pick her up from school and school when it rained in Jinwei, and made some delicious food to bring to herself and her classmates every day, but in her heart, Lu Xihua looks more like her father.

"Brother, are you an immortal?" Han Cai'er asked in a low voice, she had been holding this question in her heart for a long time, although it was said that in every girl's heart, her brother and father were omnipotent, but Lu Xihua's ability had obviously exceeded the level of normal people.

Lu Xihua heard Cai'er ask this question, and slowly replied, "No, I'm just a cultivator. Your brother Zhou and I are not from this world, and we came to this world separately for various reasons. Your eldest brother Zhou is estimated to have been a literati before, and after coming here, he was like a fish in water, and published some articles and opinions from later generations, and he became a world celebrity. Your brother and I are rough people, and we can only do some rough work with all our strength, so I will accompany you with peace of mind. ”

Han Cai'er was amused when she heard this, "Brother, are you from the same place as Brother Zhou?"

Lu Xihua said, "No, the same world is like the sand of the Ganges, where can I say clearly?"

Han Cai'er tightened her arms around Lu Xihua's neck, "Brother, do you say that there are really immortals in this world, why didn't they come to save everyone, so that Huaxia wouldn't have to die so many people in the first place." ”

Lu Xihua listened to Han Cai'er's words, recalled the five monks he met in the small temple at the beginning, those five people were clearly just a few powerful thoughts, to the temple to discuss important matters, the bell of the mountain temple is the signal of their convergence, he somehow heard the bell, and crashed into it, which was the next eighty years, and couldn't help but sigh, "Probably yes?" As soon as their thoughts fluctuate, hundreds or thousands of years have passed in this world, and the life and death of us nobodies are like spring flowers and autumn leaves to them, which is normal. Because we are not the same kind of life as them, there is no possibility of dialogue at all, so it is better to ask for others than for ourselves. ”

Lu Xihua thought of the voice of preaching in the Bodhi Son again, and wondered where that one was sacred, the eight kinds of supernatural powers, and who obtained the other seven?

"Brother, do you think I will see you again in my next life?" Han Cai'er's breath gradually weakened, after all, her life has come to an end, she has been holding her breath for eighty years to see Lu Xihua, and all this gradually dissipated after Lu Xihua appeared, she has got what she wants, and there are no regrets, this little girl born in the sixth year of the Republic of China, today, her life is coming to an end, and she is accompanied by the brother she loves in her heart.

"Xihua. Brother, can I call you Xihua again?" Han Cai'er muttered to herself on Lu Xihua's back, "Xihua, do you know? Cai'er really loves you, but Cai'er knows that in your heart, you have always regarded Cai'er as a sister. When you came back today and said in front of everyone that I was your wife, I was really happy, but I was also sad. Because, you don't really love Cai'er, you are here to fulfill your own promise. ”

"Xihua, Cai'er is satisfied, Cai'er's happiest moment in this life is ten years of living with Xihua. In the past ten years, Cai'er will never forget. But, Xihua, please don't go against your heart, okay? In your heart, I am only your sister, not your wife. Sometimes, Cai'er really thinks you're so selfish, so selfish. Why can't you just leave a little space in your heart for Cai'er?"

Cai'er can only bring this regret to the next life, I just hope that in the endless reincarnation, one day we can meet Xihua again, at that time, our encounter should be very exciting, brother ......" The hundred-year-old Han Cai'er finally closed her eyes on Lu Xihua's back and finished her life.

Lu Xihua stood in the air, tears were left in the corners of his eyes, the avenue is ruthless, the way of heaven is heartless, but people have feelings and hearts. Han Caier is her favorite sister, and she has experienced family affection in him, and her death today is an inevitable part of the red dust of the avenue.

At this moment, Lu Xihua couldn't help shouting, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and for a while, the radius of a hundred miles was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder rolling, lightning shuttled through it, but there was not even a trace of rain, in this angry shout, Lu Xihua appeared five zhang true body.

At the foot of Lu Xihua is the Shuxi Plateau, five or six Tibetans are shepherding sheep on the green grassland, a large flock of sheep is like a white cloud flowing on the grassland, moving slowly, it is midday, the sun is fierce, suddenly, the heaven and earth are roaring, suddenly the grassland is dark, the wind and thunder, lightning is great.

The sheep quickly gathered together under the call of the sheep herders, and more than a dozen sheep herders also gathered together, and quickly took out their equipment from their horses to set up tents, for fear of heavy rain, and there were still more than 30 kilometers away from the nearest settlement, and it was too late to run.

"Dele, whatever you say about this day, it will change, and there is no sign of it. Danba picked up a hammer and hammered nails on the ground to secure the tent.

"How do I know? When I came out this morning, my grandmother said that the weather was sunny today. Dele carried the rope and prepared to tie up the luggage so that it would not get wet in the rain.

The little man Yixi ran around, taking care of the sheep, in case any sheep ran outside the flock, and looked at it for a while, but there was no one, and he was wondering, this thunder and lightning roared, how could there not be a drop of rain, so he looked at it, and saw that in the sky, a golden figure, shaped like an Arhat Venerable, raised his arms and shouted to the sky, and the thunder in the air turned into a little petal and fell on the Venerable's Dharma belt, which was absorbed by him one by one.

Yixi was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, and threw himself on the ground with a clatter, praying wholeheartedly.

"Yixi, what's wrong with you kid?" Several people saw that Yixi was strange, and immediately surrounded him.

"Venerable Anger! Venerable Anger!" Yixi muttered.

The Tibetans are very religious, and when they heard that there was something wrong with Yesi's mouth, they looked up at the sky, only to see a golden god standing in the air, roaring at the sky, surrounded by thunder and light, and suddenly lost his opinion, and learned that Yexi also lay on the ground and prayed to the Venerable One to calm his anger. In their eyes, this deity was the Celestial Venerable painted on the walls of the temple, but they didn't know why His Holiness was angry, so he could only lie on the ground and tremble.

Lu Xihua shouted to the sky for a while, venting the sadness in his heart, as soon as his voice ended, suddenly the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun fell again, and Lu Xihua stood in the middle like a god.

Lu Xihua set up the glow and went to the Tianshan Yaochi, he wanted to get an ice coffin for Han Cai'er to save his sister's body.