The master and apprentice slowly walked out of Qingshan Town with large bags and small bags, and the two walked slowly along the relatively flat mountain road, and without taking two steps, Zhou Muyu suddenly stopped. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xun Lie saw that his master suddenly stopped, and immediately stopped, and asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Muyu slowly turned his head and said lightly: "Shaoyou's sister is also buried in this mountain, why don't we also go and put incense on her on behalf of Shaoyou?"

Hearing this, Xun Lie suddenly remembered this matter, and hurriedly responded: "Master's words are reasonable, let's go!"

"Hmm!" Zhou Muyu nodded lightly.

Immediately, the master and apprentice followed the road in their memories and found the grave of Yan Shaoyou's sister, the grave was unattended, and the grass was overgrown, Zhou Muyu sighed secretly, and with a stroke of his hand, several sword qi flew out of his fingertips and floated away...

"Sa!" The sword aura flashed away, and the overgrown weeds shattered in an instant, drifting into the distance with a gust of wind...

"Xiao Lie, let's incense!" Zhou Muyu withdrew his left hand, put it behind him, and commanded Xun Lie softly.

"Hmm!" Xun Lie nodded, took out two fruits, a few pastries, and placed them neatly in front of Yan Shaoyou's sister's tombstone, and then lit the incense wax with Zhenyuan, bowed respectfully, and inserted it in front of the tombstone upright.

"Sister Yan, Shaoyou has never had free time to sweep the tomb and incense for you, and I hope you don't blame him, he has never forgotten you, and he has always kept your spirit card!" Xun Lie whispered a few good words for Yan Shaoyou.

"Let's go!" Zhou Muyu waved his sleeves and released a wisp of true yuan to protect Yan Shaoyou's sister's grave, and said softly.

"Hmm!" Xun Lie nodded to Shizun, and then made a sincere gesture in front of the tombstone, picked up the burden on the ground, and followed Shizun's footsteps.

The road to Li Village is still as difficult to walk as ever, but now the two of them are no longer what they used to be, and the rugged mountain road is like a bluestone road under the feet of the two. The master and apprentice carried large bags and small bags and walked silently on the mountain road.

After nearly a hurry, the outline of Li Cun finally appeared in the eyes of the master and apprentice. Returning to his hometown, the master and apprentice had their own feelings, and Zhou Muyu had deeper doubts in his heart, if it weren't for Xun Lie by his side, he would definitely immediately set off for the nameless valley where he first landed.

And Xun Lie beside him is a mixed bag, with both the joy of returning home, and the nostalgia and guilt of the deceased...

Zhou Muyu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, looked sideways at his disciple, and said softly. "Let's go!"

"Whew..." Xun Lie took a deep breath and stepped forward to lead the way.

Zhou Muyu looked sideways at the fork in the side of the mountain road, then turned his head and followed the footsteps of his disciple...

The master and apprentice stepped into Li Village one after the other, at this time, the village was empty, Xun Lie paused, turned to look at Zhou Muyu: "Master, the villagers should be eating, why don't we go and worship grandpa first, and come back later?"

"Whatever you want!" Zhou Muyu said lightly.

Xun Lie nodded, put the gifts he bought in place, only took the incense wax paper money and tribute, and went up the mountain to worship his grandfather who was buried here. Zhou Muyu looked at Xun Lie's back, shook his head slightly, and followed.

Xun He was an outsider, so he was not buried in the cemetery of Li Village, but was buried alone on the halfway of Tianyue Mountain. Xun Lie quickly found Xun He's grave along the memory.

Compared with Yan Shaoyou's sister's grave, Xun He's grave is much cleaner, there is not a single weed on the grave mountain, and the tombstone is clear, it seems that the villagers have not forgotten this outsider, will they come to sweep his grave.

Seeing that his grandfather's grave was so clean, Xun Lie was very moved, he unhurriedly placed the offerings, carefully lit the incense wax, inserted it respectfully, and then knelt in front of the tomb upright, and slowly lit the paper money in his hand.

"Grandpa, Lie'er has come to see you!" The first sentence came out, and Xun Lie's tears burst out like a flood bursting the embankment.

"Lie'er is not filial, I only came to see you after seven years, I hope you don't be surprised..." Xun Lie recounted what had happened over the years while burning it, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

Zhou Muyu, as in the past, stood quietly behind Xun Lie, silently watching him, and letting him vent his emotions.

"Grandpa, having said so much, you should also know that Lie'er has lived well in Jidao over the years, and also, the careerists who destroyed Wenxin Pavilion back then have also died in this battle, speaking of this battle, Lie'er didn't lose your old man's face..."

At this time, in Li Village, the villagers who had had lunch gathered around the entrance of the village, and they looked at the big bags and small bags on the ground.

"What are these things?" asked one of the villagers.

"I don't know, why don't you open it up and take a look," a village woman next to the villager took over and said.

"Hey, you're really good at making up your minds! I'm not going to do it, I want to see it, I'll do it myself!" the villager rolled his eyes and glared at the village woman who answered.

"Cut, you are a big man, such a trivial matter, and you are so careful, no wonder you can't get a wife, get out of the way, the old lady will do it herself!" The village woman looked at the villager who spoke with disgust, then rolled up the sleeves of her hands, pushed the villager away, and prepared to unpack the burden on the ground by herself.

When an old woman saw that she was about to make a move, she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and said anxiously: "Don't don't, don't don't! I don't know who dropped it, so it's not good to open it like this!"

"What are you arguing about!" At this moment, a calm voice came into everyone's ears. Immediately, a sturdy middle-aged dragon walked up to everyone. At a close look, this person is Zhou Muyu's old acquaintance - Li Shan!

"Brother Li Shan, it's like this..."Seeing Li Shan's arrival, the villager hurriedly told Li Shan what had happened before.

"A bunch of ownerless baggage?" Li Shan looked at the big bags and small bags piled on the ground, touched the beard on his chin, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Could it be that he is back!" Then he immediately turned his head to look at the place where Xun He was buried, and sure enough, he found a faint wisp of green smoke.

"Brother Li Shan, what are you looking at, and who did you say is coming back?" The villagers were confused by Li Shan's words.

"This kid, don't tell me when you come back!" Li Shan complained excitedly, and then immediately set off and ran in the direction of Xunhe's grave...

"Eh, Brother Li Shan, you haven't told me who is coming back!" the villagers shouted anxiously when they saw Li Shan running away.

"Cut, you are amorous, people don't want to pay attention to you at all, okay!" said the village woman with a look of disgust.

"You...!" The villager was powerless to refute what the village woman said, and after glaring at the village woman fiercely, he left in a gloomy manner. (To be continued.) )