Chapter 119: The Loneliness of This Spring Is Like Rain
After entering the temple, Master Guangwen invited Lu Ye and Chen Douyu to Yunya Xiaozhu to talk about tea and talk.
During the banquet, Chen Douyu politely mentioned that he had a relationship with Lu Yinxue in Huaiyu Mountain, and this visit to Yundou Temple also hoped to take a look at his tomb by the way.
Master Guangwen did not mean to stop him, and arranged for Master Guangyuan to accompany him.
After chatting a few words, Master Guangwen suddenly said: "This time Elder Wei and his wife came to our temple, in fact, it is also related to Lu Yuxue and Lu Shi's benefactor. Xueyan Sect is lonely overseas, although he and his wife are a little anxious, but after all, they are also in the same vein of the righteous path, Lu Gongzi and Chen Zhenren must not worry about today's affairs, everything is based on the overall situation. β
Lu Yewei bowed his head and said, "We will go down the mountain today." β
Master Guangyuan was surprised: "Why are the two of you in a hurry to leave? β
Master Guangwen smiled and said: "Exactly, Lu Gongzi has a deep wisdom and extraordinary creation, and he has a relationship with our temple. β
Chen Douyu said: "I can't hide it, the little ancestor and I still have important things to do, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time." The kindness of the masters is understood by the younger generations. β
Yundou Temple is a place of right and wrong, and if Lu Ye stays for a moment, there will be more danger of his identity being exposed. Thinking of the complicated meaning revealed when Wei Zhen and Xu Ruxuan exchanged glances with each other, Chen Douyu's heart was filled with strange thoughts, and he was even more faintly uneasy, wishing that he would leave as soon as possible.
Master Guangwen was disappointed and said, "It's not easy to keep such an old man. If the two of them are free in the future, the old man will be treated with each other. β
Lu Ye bowed slightly and said, "I will definitely come again." β
Next time I go to Yundou Temple, I will no longer wear this mask of hypocrisy, I will cross the bridge with a sword, sword the enemy, and take away my father's remains!
Everyone spoke for a while, and Lu Ye sat on pins and needles and got up to say goodbye.
At that moment, Master Guangyuan led him and Chen Douyu to Tallinn in the back mountain to visit Lu Yuxue, who was sleeping here.
As soon as Fang Shuping heard that he was going to Tallinn, he also shouted that he wanted to go with him, and he really didn't dare to leave Lu Ye and Chen Douyu for half a step, who knows if these monks secretly hooked up with Xueyan Sect, and it was important to save their lives.
Lu Ye's heart was surging, and he followed Master Guangyuan to Tallinn.
For more than three years, more than a thousand days and nights, father and son finally reunited, but they were separated by yin and yang and never saw each other!
Chen Douyu walked beside Lu Ye, a pair of beautiful eyes turned to look at him, and when he saw his gloomy face and gloomy expression, he immediately transmitted his voice into the secret and said: "Remember what you promised me!"
Lu Ye nodded, and also used the voice transmission to enter the secret and said: "I won't forget, thank you!"
Slapping Wei Baodi and the three of them, coldly to Wei Zhen, Xu Ruxuan and his wife, Chen Douyu didn't have to do these things, but she never hesitated, Lu Ye remembered her feelings.
"It's divided. Chen Douyu said lightly: "If I don't make a move, I'm really worried that you won't be able to help but kill that little stupid girl." β
Lu Ye was stunned and said, "Me?"
"Isn't she the granddaughter of your father's enemy?"
Lu Ye was stunned, and said with annoyance: "If you had reminded me earlier, why would you have to give her two slaps with your own hands, and carve a flower on her face, how about it?"
A smile flashed in Chen Douyu's eyes, and he said, "Okay, I will definitely remind you early next time, for fear that you will be reluctant to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." β
Lu Ye turned his head to look at her, and Chen Douyu snorted, "What are you laughing at?"
"Reluctant?!"
"Hmph, you have to be careful, Wei Zhen and his wife are notoriously narrow-minded in the desolate world, and they will definitely give up this time when they feel that they have lost face in public. β
Lu Ye smiled again and didn't speak.
Chen Douyu couldn't help but be slightly angry, and just wanted to ignore him, he suddenly said, "You won't be beating their idea, right?"
Lu Ye was silent for a moment, and confessed: "I have calculated it, I'm afraid that only sixty percent of the certainty will be able to keep one of them." β
"Are you crazy? The cultivation of the two of them has come to an end in this life, at most thirty or fifty years, or as soon as one or twenty years, you can easily surpass it, so why risk it now. Besides, it was your father who let them go back then, why do you bother not to forget them?"
"But my father is dead, and he is lying here, in this Tallinn that didn't belong to him!
Chen Douyu looked at him silently and said softly, "Wait a little longer!"
Lu Ye was stunned, and Chen Douyu said: "I'...... is waiting for a fairy fate, and then there is eighty percent certainty that he will break through the immortal realm on the spot. At that point, together, we can leave both of them behind. β
Lu Ye was stunned, and his heart was like a small lotus pond in midsummer, with a circle of ripples and warm ripples, flashing with golden sunlight.
After a while, Lu Ye calmed down, shook his head and said, "You are a disciple of the Hanging Heaven Temple, it is not suitable." β
"It's very suitable, I'm a disciple of Hanging Heaven Temple, and you are the little ancestor of Hanging Heaven Temple. β
At this time, they crossed a mountain beam and arrived outside Tallinn, and if the two had a tacit understanding, they stopped talking in secret with the sound transmission.
Tallinn covers an area of thousands of acres, surrounded by no fences, the hillside is planted with cherry blossoms, and a stream from the top of the mountain leads to a stream flowing through the forest, adding a bit of interest.
After the death of the senior monks of Yundou Temple, the cremated relics will be enshrined in the stone tower. Over the years, a large-scale cemetery has gradually formed.
There is no certain rule for the stone pagoda to be high or low, mainly based on the merit evaluation of the deceased monk during his lifetime. There is an inscription engraved on the base of the stone tower, record the life of the tower owner, the spire and the eaves are hung with bird bells, the wind blows all over the mountains and fields, tinkling like a mountain spring, flowing pleasantly to the ear.
On weekdays, there is no one in Tallinn, and occasionally a few miscellaneous monks pass by, and they look leisurely.
Master Guangyuan led Lu Ye, Chen Douyu and Fang Shuping to a low stone tower in the northwest corner of Tallinn and said, "This is the burial place of Lu Yinxue and Lu Shi's bones. β
"So short?" Fang Shuping glanced at the stone pagoda in front of him that had just reached his little belly, and then looked at the stone towers next to him that were several zhang or even ten zhang high, isn't this a small tomb?
Lu Ye barely suppressed the tumbling mood and stared at his father's grave.
On the base of the stone tower, there are only three words "Lu Yinxue", and there is no record of birth and death or life.
Under the stone tower is the place where he rests.
It's been three years, more than a thousand days and nights of thoughts and concerns, and today I finally waited for a reunion.
Only, one inside the tower, one outside the tower, one asleep, one standing.
Tears almost burst out of his eyes, and Lu Ye clenched his fists and didn't dare to show the slightest abnormality.
Chen Douyu bowed respectfully a few times, and at this time, he could understand the sorrow in his heart without looking at Lu Ye. The most painful and sad thing in the world is to face the grave of your relatives, but to force yourself to be a stranger, not to be sad, not to shed a single tear!
She couldn't help but think of her mother, and remembered the poor and precarious years in the past.
She pretended to be curious, pestering Master Guangyuan to keep asking questions, helping Lu Ye attract his attention.
Lu Ye's ears echoed his father's parting advice: "Don't worry, the five mountains, the four seas, the nine states, the eight wildernesses, the poor and the poor, the yellow springs, the thousands of immortals and demons, the endless time, no one can stop our father and son from meeting husband and wife again!"
"Daddy, are you lonely in there......" he muttered in his heart, "the child has grown up, made many new friends, and traveled to many places that I have never been before, and although I have experienced some dangers, I have learned to take care of myself." But...... I still can't help but think of you, of my mother, of the days we used to be togetherβ"
His heart is like a knife, and his heart is like a burning.
"The child is incompetent, there is no way to take revenge, and there is no way to take you home. Dad, life flies so fast, it's been more than three years in a blink of an eye. Wait, I'll be back soon, and I'll find my mother-in-lawβI heard she's gone back to heaven. It's okay, I'll go up to her and I'll come with her to see you. β
He spoke silently, and the world was spinning in front of him, and in a trance, he saw his father come out of the stone tower and smile at him.
"Daddy!" he couldn't help but take two steps up, stumbling and nearly falling.
Fang Shuping hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab Lu Ye beside him, and said in surprise: "Godfather!"
Lu Ye Huoran woke up in shock, and stood still only to find that he had unconsciously stepped on the steps in front of the stone tower. I don't know who is in front of the steps, but there are incense and candle offerings neatly arranged, and there is a fresh cherry blossom, as if it has just come to pay tribute.
He secretly broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that he almost lost his temper just now, but fortunately Fang Shuping woke him up.
Chen Douyu was also taken aback, and pretended to be surprised: "Master, has anyone here come to worship?"
Master Guangyuan said: "Master Hongyuan and Master and Nephew Hongsheng will take turns to come to clean the spiritual pagoda to worship Lord Lu every day. β
"Master Hongyuan?" Chen Douyu was really a little surprised this time.
"Yes, they are disciples of Senior Brother Guangfa. Back then, Senior Brother Guangfa fought the Black Tide Mist Demon at sea and was in danger, and it was Lu Shizhu who came to the rescue. Now that Senior Brother Guangfa was punished to face the wall, he ordered the two disciples to take turns taking care of this spiritual pagoda on his behalf. β
Lu Ye suddenly realized that among the monks of Yundou Temple, the only one who could make him feel good was Master Guangfa. It is said that for the sake of his father's business, he fell out with the abbot of Guangwen on the spot, so that after returning to the mountain, he was punished to face the wall, and he has not been freed.
Master Guangyuan sighed: "Master Lu Shi's generation is a masterpiece, it's a pity, it's a pity!"
Lu Ye couldn't suppress his grief and indignation when he heard this, and said in a sonorous voice: "Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost." So far, I think of Lu Gong and refuse to cross Haidong!"
Master Guangyuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but cast a deep gaze at Lu Ye. The merits and demerits of Lu Yuxue have long been decided, and the poem chanted by this young man is not only bold, but also the last sentence of the hidden needle implies resentment and ridicule Yundou Temple, what does it mean?
Fang Shuping didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, and cheered loudly: "Good poetry, good poetry, all in one go, godfather, your literary talent is so remarkable, when to teach the children, so that I can see the wisdom of the people!"
Lu Ye didn't hear it, turned around and walked outside Tallinn.
He didn't dare to stay, even for a little longer, for fear that he would not be able to restrain the fire burning in his chest.
He didn't dare to look back, even if he looked at it more, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the tears of breaking the embankment and never be able to walk again.
But the steps were so heavy, and every step was like a stab in the chest.
Looking up, you can not let the tears flow, and the footsteps do not stop, but you can see that the sky is high and the clouds are light and the sun is dazzling, and it is another spring.
I wonder if the sleeping man can still feel the warmth of the sun, the fragrance of the flowers, and the loneliness of this spring under the stone tower behind him?
(End of chapter)