Chapter Twenty-Three: The Tears of the Wind's Outcast

When I got closer, I saw that on the plaque of Shifang, there were four big black characters in italics: Shen Family Cemetery.

Tan Yang only felt that his nose was sore, and Shen Mazi's voice and smile instantly appeared in front of him, and his legs were weak for a while, and he didn't even have the strength and courage to lift his steps.

Luo Simiao sighed and comforted: "Senior uncle, why don't you take a break here for a while, and the disciple will go first to have a look." With that, he walked into the cemetery.

Tan Yang tried his best to calm down, summoned Xiao Ji out of the spirit beast bracelet, and ordered: "Xiao Ji, you and Gongsun go around to see if there is anything abnormal." ”

Xiao Ji agreed, and disappeared into the jungle like lightning.

"Mazi, I, Tan Yang, see you're here!"

Tan Yang mustered up his courage and walked towards the cemetery.

The grass in the cemetery is deserted, and it is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.

In the distance, the sea and the sky are colorful, and in the distance, the tomb is lonely.

There is no earthly hustle and bustle, even the sound of birdsong is almost inaudible, only the faint sound of the tide is endless, only the whimper of the wind passing through the forest sea.

The largest tomb in the cemetery is the resting place of the Shen family and the husband and wife.

On the right side of the tomb, the little sister of the Shen family is buried, and on the tombstone on the left side of the tomb, the name of Shen Mazi is clearly engraved - Shen Feifei!

Hearing is false, seeing is believing, Tan Yang only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted to the ground.

Luo Simiao's eyes were quick, he helped Tan Yang, and comforted: "Uncle Shi, the matter has come to this point, and the mourning will change." After all, we are immortal cultivators, life and death are just passing clouds, you better look at some!"

I don't know how long it has been. Tan Yang finally recovered from his grief and said gloomily: "Senior Nephew Luo." Something seems to be wrong, there are three tombs here. There should be four coffins buried, and Shen Mazi bought a total of eight, where are the other four?"

Luo Simiao shook his head and said: "This disciple can't guess clearly, he wants to come ......" He couldn't bear to say any more, since it was written that it was the Shen family cemetery, it was naturally impossible for Tan Yang's parents to be buried here.

Tan Yang guessed what Luo Simiao meant, sighed, and said, "Since you are here, let's pay tribute to Mazi and his family first." Then let's go look for my parents' graves, which should not be too far away. ”

After speaking, he took out the incense and candle paper money he bought, and began to pay tribute to Shen Mazi's parents first, when he just placed the sacrifice on the altar in front of the tombstone, a thought came to his mind: "With Shen Mazi's wisdom and wisdom, I must have thought that I would definitely be able to come, how could I not leave any clues?"

Thinking of this, Tan Yang jumped up. A few steps to grab the tomb of Shen Mazi, leaned over and dug up in the sacrificial pool under the altar, Shen Mazi had left contact information in this way in the ancestral tomb of the Tan family in Liuhua Village. Will he do it again before he dies?

Sure enough, in Luo Simiao's stunned eyes, it didn't take long. Tan Yang dug out a small bamboo tube from the soil of the sacrificial pool!

Tan Yang was excited, and was about to break open the bamboo tube to see what was going on. In his mind, Gongsun Wuji's warning voice suddenly sounded: "Be careful!

Tan Yang was shocked in his heart, and his mind moved. I knew that Xiao Ji had flown back at some point, and was hiding among the branches and leaves of a cypress tree next to the stone fang, and on a mountain path above the stone fang, a man in Tsing Yi who was lying on his back was coughing again and again, and he was walking towards this side with a cane.

As the people in Tsing Yi gradually approached, Tan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, the people in Tsing Yi had a slightly hunched back, a thin figure, and there was no slightest aura fluctuation on his body, it seemed that he should be a person who came here to sweep the tomb or a mausoleum keeper.

The age of the man in Tsing Yi does not seem to be very old, a black blindfold covers most of his face, it seems that he should be a one-eyed person, and the small half of his face is exposed, and a scar with skin and flesh turned out is shocking, and he can't see his true face at all.

"The two officials are invited. The man in Tsing Yi bowed down on crutches and said, "The two of you came to the Shen family cemetery to sweep the tomb, they must be the deceased of Boss Shen, right?"

The voice was hoarse and muddy, revealing a bit of weirdness.

Tan Yang said vigilantly: "This brother, your curiosity is a little too strong, right? Who are you from the Shen family?"

Before the words fell, the man in Tsing Yi trembled like a lightning strike, and the crutches in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and in his remaining single eye, a little madness instantly surfaced, staring at Tan Yang deadly, and said excitedly: "Tan ...... Is your surname Tan?"

The hoarseness in his voice was gone, filled with endless surprise and disbelief.

Tan Yang heard it almost immediately, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, he involuntarily took a step back, and pointed at Tsing Yi: "You...... You...... Are you pockmarks?

Tsing Yi's body shook, tears of bean size burst out of his eyes, and he cried silently: "Quack, I haven't seen you for a few years, you don't even know Mazi anymore?"

Except for the brothers in Hulu Valley, no one knew their nickname!

Tan Yang was surprised and delighted, and without thinking much about it, he ripped off his mask as soon as he wanted, and said incoherently with excitement: "Mazi, Mazi, I didn't think you were still alive, I knew how could Shen Mazi die so easily......?" How did you become like this?"

Shen Mazi only saw Tan Yang's true face clearly at this time, his eyes were dark, his legs were weak, and he fainted to the ground with a pop.

Luo Simiao rushed forward with an arrow step, took out a few silver needles from the Qiankun bag, stabbed into several of his big points like lightning, and said while pushing the palace blood for him: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, he is just excited. ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Shen Mazi to wake up faintly, staring at Luo Simiao hesitantly and saying, "This is ......"

"Oh, this is Imperial Physician Luo, my nephew, my own person. Tan Yang said.

Shen Mazi struggled to get up, knelt down on his knees in front of Tan Yang with a pop, and cried bitterly: "Tan Yang, you are finally here!

Tan Yang was taken aback, and an extremely ominous premonition arose, it seemed that his parents had indeed encountered an accident! He hurriedly helped Shen Mazi up, and said, "Get up, get up quickly, and say something slowly." ”

Shen Mazi glanced around, and couldn't care about the crutches, so he quickly ran to his parents' graves, put away the incense, candles, paper money, and other offerings, and then said, "Go, you come with me." ”

The three of them went all the way up along the mountain path, and after walking a short distance, they saw that under the two huge acacia trees in the windward forest, there stood a large one, two small and three tombs.

The tombstone of the smaller tomb on the left is engraved with "The Tomb of the Righteous Servant Chunmei", while the tombstone of the tomb on the right is engraved with the inscription "The Tomb of the Righteous Servant Qiucao." ”

On the tombstone of the largest tomb in the middle, there is an inscription that Tan Yang most unwilling to see, the tomb of Tan Gong Qiushan and his wife Tan Liu!

Although he had been mentally prepared, Tan Yang was still stunned as if he had been hammered, he slowly knelt down on his knees in front of the tomb, kowtowing and muttering: "Dad, mother, the unfilial son Yang'er came to see you......"

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of hot blood gushed out, and he fainted......

I don't know how long it took, Tan Yang woke up from the darkness, and Shen Mazi's surprised voice came from his ears: "Wake up, Imperial Doctor Luo is coming, Tan Yang has woken up!"

Tan Yang realized that he was somehow already in a grass house, it was already night, the green lights in the house were like beans, the night rain was lingering outside the house, and a faint muffled thunder was coming from the distant sky.

The faint thunder sounded like a giant hammer slammed into Tan Yang's heart, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the surging blood seemed to be mixed with countless minced flesh foam, surging to his throat again.

"Uncle Shi, don't get hurt. Luo Simiao said gloomily, "If your parents have spirits in the sky, they will not want to see you like this now, and I hope that Uncle Shi will mourn and change on his own day, and cherish himself!"

Shen Mazi picked up a bowl of noodles and handed it to Tan Yang and said, "Eat something, this is the thatched hut where I live, it is very safe, and when you finish eating, I will tell you the truth carefully." ”

Tan Yang waved his hand, struggled to get up from the bed, and said, "No, I don't want to hear anything now, I just want to say a few words to my father and mother, and none of you are allowed to come along." ”

As he spoke, he staggered out of the house.

"Tan Yang, I'll take you there. Shen Mazi hurriedly said, "It's raining outside, bring an umbrella!"

Luo Simiao stopped Shen Mazi and shook his head slightly.

The night sky is cloudy, miserable and bitter.

The dense rain was like smoke and mist, without a single sound, fluttering everywhere under the weeping breeze, gently sprinkled on Tan Yang's face and clothes, wetting his heart.

In the distance, the mountains are hazy, shrouded in a light veil of rain and night, and in the distance, the branches and leaves of flowers and plants are condensed with teardrops of water.

Tan Yang knelt in front of his parents' graves, not crying or screaming, and the whole person was like a cold stone statue.

The wind blows harder and harder, and the rain gets heavier and heavier.

The rain is the outcast of the wind and the tears of the clouds......

A whole night passed, and in the grass house hundreds of zhang away, Shen Mazi and Luo Simiao also had no sleep.

Finally, when the dark night was about to break, in the dark clouds in the sky, a blood-colored lightning bolt pierced the sky, followed by an earth-shattering thunderclap!

With this deafening thunderclap, a heart-rending cry came from afar: "Dad, mother, where are you? I'm Yang'er, don't you want Yang'er?"

The night rain was dashing, the thunder was rolling, and the hoarse and mournful cries were painful......

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, the flowers bloom for a thousand years, and the flowers fall for a thousand years. When the peanut leaves have withered, when the leaves have withered, the flowers have withered, and they will never see each other in life......

Shen Mazi burst into tears, couldn't hold back any longer, stood up and rushed out of the house.

Luo Simiao smiled, Tan Yang's crying made him breathe a sigh of relief, he knew that this young uncle had been reborn in Nirvana......

(To be continued......)