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The rain dispersed, the dark night finally passed, and the first glimmer of light appeared in the sky, quietly sprinkling into the world.

On the big bamboo peak of Qingyun Mountain, it is still quiet. Although the disciples are diligent, they will not get up so early. Outside the Silent Hall, among the cornices and tiles, there was still the residual dew left over from last night, which turned into water droplets and slid down intermittently. The bamboo forest in the distance is still as verdant as before, and from a distance, there is still a diffuse mountain mist in the bamboo forest at this time, like a thin veil, gently fluttering.

The door of the Shoujing Hall is still wide open, as usual, and behind the threshold, the yellow curtain on the blue bricks is rolled up beside the pillar, and the long lamp in front of the statue of the Sanqing God is enshrined, burning quietly in the morning light.

The morning breeze with a slight chill blew from afar, swept over the buildings and pavilions, swirled lightly in the Shoujing Hall, and blew farther away. In the wind, there were a few crisp and pleasant birdsongs, the only sound in the early morning.

This is a very peaceful picture, a Taoist fairyland, I don't know how many mornings are spent like this, without the slightest earthly atmosphere. But on such a morning, it was different from the past, and there was an abnormal discord.

A soaking wet figure knelt at the door of the Silent Hall, its head buried deep in the crook of its arm, against the ground. The ground around him where he knelt was already drenched with droplets of water dripping from his body, and from his body and clothes, there were still droplets of water oozing and slipping.

And six feet away in front of this person, on the blue brick steps at the entrance of the Shoujing Hall, Tian Buyi's body lay quietly at the door of the Shoujing Hall. Although there was no life, Tian Buyi looked very peaceful, and there was no pain on his face, as if death was not a very important thing to him.

Tian Buyi's hands were folded between his chest and abdomen, and the clothes on his body were carefully arranged and worn neatly. In addition, there were traces of wetting on his clothes, but the moisture was much better than that of the man kneeling at the bottom of the steps, but there were traces of mud staining everywhere on his clothes, and although it was evident that they had been washed and sorted out, they could not be washed in a hurry, so these marks were still everywhere.

However, I guess he wouldn't care about that.

The morning breeze was still blowing, gently blowing over the top of the big bamboo peak of Qingyun Mountain, blowing through the eaves and green tiles of the Shoujing Hall, and blowing in front of the Shoujing Hall. As if feeling the chill in the wind, the ghost's body trembled slightly, and his body still looked weak, but he still knelt motionless, facing the door of the Silent Hall, and buried his head deeply.

Everything he knew was here, the pavilions, the statues of the stone steps, even the dirt on the place where he knelt, and the faint smell emanating from the dirt, were all fragments in his memory that he could not forget for a moment. I don't know how many times, he has dreamed of returning to the old days, returning to this mountain land, and now, he has returned, but his heart is dead.

Behind the ghostly kneeling figure, he walked through a long open space, and as far as the eye could see, was the paradise where Zhang Xiaofan used to be—the kitchen. Ten years have passed, and the kitchen door made of two wooden planks still seems to have not changed, but there are a few more scars and a few wooden blocks, which seems to be more vicissitudes.

The kitchen door was hidden, but it was soon pushed open by a fluffy hand, accompanied by a few subtle "squeaks", the monkey Xiao Gray came to the door, jumped in gently, and even the furnishings in the kitchen did not seem to have changed, the tables and chairs for eating, the stove pots and pans for cooking and stir-frying, were still in the same place. Ash's eyes rolled, and he expertly jumped onto the table in the middle of the house, then looked to the right.

Sure enough, on the right side of the kitchen table, against the wall, there was a large pile of dry thatch piled together, and a yellow figure on it was sleeping soundly, and there were a few "swish" sounds from time to time in his mouth and nose, it was the rhubarb that had played with Xiao Gray from childhood to adulthood.

Ash squatted on the table with his tail curled, but he didn't immediately jump forward and hug his long-parted friend. It just scratched its head, turned its head and glanced out the kitchen door, then at the sleeping rhubarb, as if hesitant.

At this time, Rhubarb, who had been sleeping soundly with his ears drooping, his eyes were still so closed, but his ears suddenly stood up, as if he heard something, and then his head moved and his eyes opened.

What caught his eye was a familiar figure lying on the table not far away, Rhubarb was taken aback, but immediately came to the spirit, sleepy, jumped up happily, shouted twice at the little gray "Wangwang", jumped over in three or two steps, landed on the ground with his hind feet, and lay on the edge of the table with his two front feet, his eyes were full of excitement, and his tail was wagging non-stop.

Little Ash grinned, and seemed to be infected by Rhubarb's emotions, holding Rhubarb's dog head in his arms, stroking the butter's shiny fur. Rhubarb couldn't help but put his head on Ash, and then stretched out his tongue to lick Ash's face, Ash "squeaked" and laughed, turned over and jumped off the table, Rhubarb also turned around, and after playing for a while, Ash seemed to remember something, frowned, stretched out his hand and patted Rhubarb's head, and then pointed out to the kitchen.

Rhubarb looked at Ash and didn't quite understand what Ash meant. Ash squeaked a few more times, jumped onto Rhubarb's back, and Rhubarb ran out of the kitchen on all fours, and looked around, and soon saw a kneeling figure in the Silent Hall.

And that figure is clearly familiar to it.

Rhubarb couldn't help but get excited, shouted at the figure a few times, and strode over, wagging his tail all the way. Soon, it ran through the clearing and approached the ghost, but when it was in China, Rhubarb's footsteps suddenly suffocated, but it stopped.

Its gaze passed over the ghostly figure kneeling towards the gate of the Shoujing Hall, and saw the body of Tian Buyi, who was lying peacefully on the stone steps outside the Shoujing Hall.

Ash slipped off Rhubarb's back silently, ran to Ghost Li's side, touched his head, looked around, and then squatted on the ground, leaning against Ghost Li's body.

Rhubarb walked over slowly, walked up the stone steps, and came to Tian Buyi's side. It first stared at Tian Buyi's face for a long time, then gently sniffed Tian Buyi's body, and then sniffed the rest of Tian Buyi's body. When its tail was doing this, it kept shaking gently at Tian Buyi, and finally, Rhubarb turned his head, still looking a little confused, walked to Tian Buyi's head, gently rubbed Tian Buyi's face with his head, and let out a low "whine" sound in his mouth.

Tian Buyi didn't have any reaction.

Rhubarb stayed for a long time, but he didn't bark and howl as expected. It rubbed Tian Buyi's face weakly for the last time and still didn't react, as if giving up, the yellow dog silently lay down in front of Tian Buyi, its eyes were still staring at Tian Buyi, as if hoping that Tian Buyi would wake up suddenly, it put its head on its front feet, drooped its ears, and snuggled up to its owner's lifeless and cold body.

The early morning wind, with the cold of last night, quietly blows. At the foot of the stone steps, Ghost's body trembled slightly, but he soon fell into a static state again, kneeling motionless.

It's a chilly morning, and time is still passing quietly.

"Ahh

With a soft exhalation, Su Ru woke up from her dream in a cold sweat.

The clouds and temples were slightly messy, and the flowers were haggard, and she slowly stood up from the table, where she slept quietly last night.

The closed window was loosened a little, and a light from the early morning came in through the gap, shining into the room, Su Ru looked at the light in a daze for a long time, and when her mood slowly calmed down, she smiled a little bitterly, turned her eyes, and pulled a small round mirror on the table.

In the mirror, her beautiful face appeared, even though she looked a little haggard because of missing and staying up late, but the demeanor emanating from her face was still tempting.

The face is not old, what about the heart?

She looked at her appearance in the mirror for a long time, sighed, pressed the small round mirror on the table, then got up and walked to the window, stretched out her hand, and opened the window completely with a "squeak".

The light of the morning suddenly poured into the room, driving away all the gloom and making people feel shocked. Su Ru showed a faint smile on her face, looked out the window, and slowly stretched.

The feeling of the morning breeze blowing on the face, with some faint chill.

She opened the door and walked out.

Seeing that it was still early, presumably those disciples didn't get up, so let them sleep a little longer, and later I had to tell them to go down the mountain to find it, and it was estimated that some of them were tired.

Thinking so in her heart, Su Ru walked towards the front hall of the Shoujing Hall.

The curved cloister stretches slowly underfoot, and beyond the cloister, the bamboo swaying in the morning breeze makes a rustling sound. Somehow, Su Ru discovered a lot of things that she had neglected on such a morning on weekdays.

The paint on the railing of the cloister is mottled and peeled off over time, and it has fallen off in many places. I remember the last time I refreshed the Shoujing Hall, it was when I was not easy to get married with Tian, and unconsciously, this corridor had also accompanied me for countless years, and I didn't realize that I had lifted the farmland through here. When Tian Buyi comes back, he must find a time to repaint it.

There is also the thickest branch of the bamboo forest outside the railing, and you can vaguely see the two small swords engraved on the bamboo, which are engraved on the green bamboo under the joy of their newlyweds, hoping to combine the two swords and cultivate the immortal road. I remember that at that time, Tian Buyi also carved ugly jokes, he pretended to be angry, and he was half anxious to death, and coaxed him for a long time before sparing him.

The scene of that year is still vivid in my mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of Su Ru's mouth, and she was in a better mood. She took a deep breath of the slightly sweet morning air and walked on. Later, she thought that rhubarb is a dog that is not easy to raise since childhood, he has been gone for so many days, and I don't know if the apprentices have taken good care of it, if he accidentally gets hungry and thin, it is not easy to come back and he should complain about people.

Su Ru smiled and shook her head, deciding to go to the kitchen to take a look at the rhubarb while it was still early. She thought about it all the way, and before she knew it, she had walked to the front hall of the Silent Hall.

"Dang!"

The first bell in the early morning came from afar, which was the signal of Qingyunmen's morning and the sound of waking up for the new day. The sound of the bell was low and heavy, echoing in the mountains for a long time.

Su Ru's heart seemed to beat violently with this voice.

In front of the Silent Hall, there was a figure kneeling or lying, and Rhubarb, who had always loved to sleep lazy, somehow got up so early today, and obediently lay on the stone steps at the entrance of the Silent Hall, looking listless.

As if hearing something, Rhubarb's ears moved, and his head turned to look into the Silent Hall. In the shadows of the morning light, at some point, a woman stood staring blankly at all this.

Su Ru's heart was beating faster and faster for some reason, even as if it was about to explode, making her feel like she couldn't breathe. The figure lying quietly on the stone steps of the Silent Hall was familiar like a shadow carved into the depths of her soul that could not be erased no matter what.

But at this moment, she prayed in her heart a thousand times that she was wrong, that she was wrong......

Her face was as white as paper, her feet were filled with lead, and she walked slowly step by step, her lips trembling slightly. Rhubarb, who was lying next to Tian Buyi, looked at Su Ru's slowly approaching figure, his tail shook lightly at her, but he buried his head on the ground again, and silently watched the hungry master lying in front of him with a pair of eyes.

Closer, finally close to a place where there is no escape. Tian Buyi's familiar face came into Su Ru's eyes, and he seemed to be asleep, sleeping quietly.

Su Ru only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and she stumbled under her feet, and she actually fell to the ground. Fortunately, she was profound, and she barely stabilized her body, Rao is so, her eyes were black for a while, her feet were weak, she walked to Tian Buyi's body, and sat down.

The trembling hand slowly stroked Tian Buyi's body and clothes, and when it passed through Tian Buyi's chest, Su Ru's hand paused and trembled even more, and then, two lines of clear tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, one by one, falling on Tian Buyi's face.

Beside her, Rhubarb let out a whining sound, leaned his head over, and rubbed gently against her legs.

She slowly raised her head, looking at the figure kneeling under the stone steps, and the gray-haired monkey beside the figure, and after a while, she lowered her head and choked up, and said, "Are you ...... Xiao Fan?"

Ghostly's body shook a little, and instead of looking up, on the contrary, his head was buried even lower, even clinging to the rough ground. The dirt grinded against his skin, and at first he seemed unconscious, and after a while, he was heard shivering.

"Yes...... Disciple...... Division...... Mother. ”

Su Ru smiled sadly and said, "You don't have to be like this, get up and speak." ”

Ghost Li knelt on the ground, did not raise his head, as if he had lost all his courage, did not dare to look at Su Ru again, and said in a low voice: "The disciple deserves to die the most, no...... Failed to protect Master ...... thoughtfully" His voice was choppy, like every word he spoke, it was a punishment for him.

Su Ru slowly lifted Tian Buyi's upper body and hugged it in her arms. Her body trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because she felt the coldness on Tian Buyi's body, or if she wanted to use her own warmth to warm this cold body.

"Get up. Her voice sounded empty and desolate, in the ghostly memory, it was never useful to remember Su Ru's weak and helpless tone, and this discovery could only make him more painful, and he couldn't help but move his face slowly in the sand, so that the pain on his face could disperse his heart that was about to explode.

"If you don't get up, how can you tell me what happened?" Su Ru said lightly, but her eyes only looked at the body that was already unconscious in her arms, as if at this moment, there was no room for anything else in her eyes.

Rhubarb took two steps forward, rubbing his head lightly against Tian Buyi's body, and the wail was low.

Ghostly's body paused for a moment, slowly straightened up, raised his head, and looked at Su Ru. That dignified and beautiful woman, even at this moment of heart death, does not seem to have lost her grace. In the morning breeze, her slightly undulating hair floated on her sideburns, accompanied by her putting her fair cheeks against Tian Buyi's face.

"You're back, you're finally home......"

This was the last sentence that Ghost Li heard Su Ru say.

Then, his chest suddenly surged with qi and blood, and the blood and qi rolled up like a turbulent wave, followed by a black in front of him, like a string that had been strained in his mind, and it broke in an instant.

He "plopped" and fell to the ground like a plank, fainting.

In the moment before he was about to lose consciousness in a daze, his eyes were black and mush, and he felt as if his whole body had been burned by fire, but inside his body, it was as cold as ice. In the distance, there were a few shouts, which were filled with horror and pain, and after a moment they turned into a cry.

Chaotic footsteps rang out everywhere, but they all came in one direction.

"Master, Master, ......"

This silent cry was the last and only thought that flashed through Ghost Li's mind, and then he was unconscious again.