Fang Yuan, who was on the train, thought about it, but he still didn't understand, and his mother's health was not bad, so he left suddenly, he didn't expect it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sure enough, the matter of life and death is still not under the control of ordinary people, and Fang Yuan is also looking forward to stepping into the path of cultivating immortals in the future, and from then on, my life will be up to me, and I will go against the sky.

At that time, when I graduated from college, my dream was to buy a big house in the city center, and in the future, I would take my mother over and enjoy the joy of family, my mother had paid for herself for more than 20 years but there was no return, which had moved Fang Yuan, and moved everyone who was a child, but now it seems that all this is just a bubble, and now this bubble has been broken.

"Young man, you look at you poorly, your expression is solemn, your behavior is unintentional, and your great compassion does not show sadness, but there is a loved one in the family who has died. ”

The voice came, and Fang Yuan's mind was somewhat shaken, and his mind, which was originally chaotic, was much clearer after the shouting of this voice.

Fang Yuan followed the voice and looked at the old Dao sitting opposite, who seemed out of place with the people around him, because the old Dao who was dressed up, with his hair tied in a bun and a light yellow robe, attracted everyone's curious eyes, ordinary people were always full of curiosity about cultivators, but it was just curiosity.

"Mom, the person across from me is dressed so strangely. A little girl was very cute, pointing to the old road opposite Fang Yuan, the child's mother quickly took the child's hand down, smiled apologetically at the old way, and told the child to point to the person is very impolite.

Due to the existence of his master, Fang Yuan had a high opinion of this cultivator, and now this Dao chief pointed out that someone in the family had died, and he also had some ability.

"Dao Chief, how do you know?" Fang Yuan asked at Old Dao.

"Noodles are born from the heart. Lao Dao smiled and said that Fang Yuan's state of mind was all written on his face, and he could see it at a glance.

Without waiting for Fang Yuan to reply, Lao Dao continued: "Cause determines effect, previous life determines future life, antecedent cause determines effect, and the causes of blessing and misfortune are all self-fulfilling. You are sad about the death of a loved one, but if you have planted the cause in this life, you can enjoy the fruits in the next life, and it is not necessarily a bad thing to get out of this suffering life as soon as possible. ”

"Is there really cause and effect, Dao Chief?" Fang Yuan had seen Master's ability, but he still didn't quite believe what Cheng Xianyi said.

All I can say is that if you believe, you don't believe it, and you may have heard it many times. ”

Lao Dao smiled and finished speaking, closed his eyes and stopped talking, Fang Yuan fell into deep thought, and when he went to see the old Dao again, Lao Dao didn't know when, he had already gotten off the train.

After Fang Yuan also got off the train, he got on the car back to the county seat, the train did not go directly to the village, and he still needed to make a car, and he also needed to take it twice, once to the county seat and once to the village.

After a day and a night of traveling, Fang Yuan finally set foot in a village he hadn't set foot in for nearly a year.

Get off at the east side of the village, and Fang Yuan's house is in the westernmost part, fortunately, the village is not big, and it takes no more than five minutes to walk from east to west.

Looking at the village, the village has not changed much, because there is nothing special about the small village, it is not close to the mountain, nor by the sea, it is destined to not attract the eyes of investors, to say special, but in the place where Fang Yuan got off, that is, there is a small river in the east of the village, which is a place where the children in the village often go when they were young, swimming, fishing, and having endless fun, but now it seems to be a lot more muddy than a year ago.

The small river in the village flows from south to north, and looking south along the small river, it seems that there is one more factory, which is the only change this year, but the investors of this factory are too bad to choose a place, and choose such a featureless place to open a factory.

"Mom, who is that?" said a handsome four or five-year-old girl, pointing to the people in the east of the village.

The mother was curious, there were not many people in the village, so she put down the washed clothes in her hand, reached out to help her hair that covered her eyes, raised her eyes and looked in the direction that the child said, and when she saw Fang Yuan, her face changed slightly: "I'm back so soon." After speaking, he quickly picked up the child, quickly returned to the courtyard, and closed the iron door with a "bang", and the dust above the iron door splashed down, and he didn't care about the laundry tub that was still outside the door.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, this scene was similar to when he was a child, since he left home in high school, this scene has gradually decreased, but in school it is only a little better than in the village.

Walked to his home in the west of the village, passing by the only street in the village for neighbors to chat, in the laughter of everyone, someone inadvertently saw Fang Yuan, everyone reminded that the small village, which was originally a little lively, was closed in an instant, and there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

"Fang Yuan is back. ”

"yes, it's supposed to come back after his mother died. ”

"Take care of your children, but don't touch that little scourge. ”

"Don't worry, my second dog has already locked me in the house. ”

Across the wall, every household reminded each other, just repeating a topic, Fang Yuan came back, the door was closed, the child was watching, and the dog was on a leash.

After Fang Yuan walked through the middle of the village, there was no figure on the street, and gradually, even the barking of the dog disappeared, as if the people in the village had disappeared out of thin air.

Fang Yuan came to the door of the house, looking at the familiar courtyard door, full of emotion, the door was not locked, it seemed that someone was at home, but Fang Yuan knew that there was no one alive in this house except himself, pushing open the unpainted wooden courtyard door, the door on the left side was a little tilted, and it was impossible to close, Fang Yuan skillfully lifted it casually and closed the courtyard door.

When I walked into the room, I put down the bag I was carrying, and saw the locket on the table in the middle of the hall.

At this time, there was a sound of pushing the door, and someone came into Fang Yuan's house.

Fang Yuan went out and saw someone coming, and shouted, "Second grandmother." ”

The old man nodded in agreement, and as Fang Yuan walked into the room, he pointed to the small box on the table and said to Fang Yuan: "Without your permission, we will cremate your mother, because the number of days may be a bit too much, and it stinks, I don't think you want to see your mother like that." ”

The old man seemed to be a little apologetic and looked at Fang Yuan.

"It's okay, second grandma, I can understand. Fang Yuan said that he was not angry.

"The autopsy said it was a heart attack, and I know your mom didn't have a good heart after giving birth to you. ”

Fang Yuan signaled to know.

The old man nodded and asked Fang Yuan, "Yuan Nizi, what are you doing now?"

"I became a Taoist priest. Fang Yuan didn't hide it, but it was indeed a little difficult for ordinary people to accept, and he became a Taoist priest at a young age.

"Get a job, it's always bad to escape from reality, and I'm sorry for your mother. The old man thought that Fang Yuan was in the village, so he chose to become a monk.

Fang Yuan didn't explain, because it would be a long talk.

"Hmm. Fang Yuan just snorted, "Second Grandma, have you been sweating a lot under your armpits lately, and your body is a little stinky." ”

The old man was a little surprised, and recently he was a little strange, the weather was not hot, why he often sweated under his armpits, and he also smelled some stinky body, not because he didn't take a bath.