"Yu Fu!" Yu Chenglong's voice choked, staring at the two words hanging on the top of this door, full of thoughts

At last, with heavy footsteps, he stepped up the stone steps in front of the house, two steps at a time, and when he reached the gate, he poked his head out and looked inside.

The scene in the compound has not changed in the slightest from a long time ago, but the courtyard is unusually quiet at the moment, presumably the laborers may have gone to lunch or rest.

Yu Chenglong walked to the kitchen, and when he pushed the door open, the light from outside quickly shone into the somewhat gloomy kitchen.

Usually the laborers of Yufu eat here, but when they saw Yu Chenglong coming in, they all showed a smile at him, but behind this smile, there seemed to be a shadow, which made people vigilant.

"Haha, son, I'm back!"

This hearty voice came from a person that Yu Chenglong had missed for thousands of nights. Yu Da's voice was still like this, hearty and casual, and beckoned to Yu Chenglong, who was standing by the door.

Yu Chenglong's heart was shocked, two lines of hot tears flowed down, he walked to Yu Dasheng's side in a few steps, and asked

"Where's my brother?"

Yu Dayan locked his eyebrows blankly and said

"What brother?"

Yu Chenglong thought that Yu Dasheng didn't hear what he just said, so he said again

"Didn't he just come back from playing in the mud?"

After hearing this, Yu Da's face instantly turned from joy to sorrow, and after a long time, he sighed

"Hey, you still miss Chengfeng so much, it's all because your father is too busy and doesn't take good care of him. ”

Yu Chenglong didn't understand what his father in front of him was talking about, when he was in Dingjiang just now, he obviously saw him and Yu Chengfeng walking towards home when he was a child.

"Did you go to the river again just now?" said Yu Da, with tears rolling in his eyes

"I remember when I was a child, you often took the wind to the river to play, and every time you came back, you were covered in mud, and your Aunt Ju complained about this many times. Yu Da smiled lightly, glanced at Yu Chenglong, and said

"Eat, eat, while it's hot, and it'll be cold later. ”

Now Yu Chenglong is as high as Yu Da's voice, the two glanced at each other, Yu Chenglong shook his head and said

"What's wrong with my brother?" Yu Chenglong had an ominous premonition, and his heart was hanging.

Seeing Yu Chenglong ask like this, Yu sighed again, then put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, grabbed Yu Chenglong's shoulders with both hands, stared at Yu Chenglong seriously, and said

"Son, have you been cultivating a little too much recently, although my father doesn't know how to cultivate immortals, he also knows that when he is enlightened, he is easy to go mad when he thinks wildly. ”

For some reason, Yu Chenglong suddenly became irritable and roared loudly

"Where's my brother?"

At the same time, an uncontrolled spiritual power erupted, and any object or person that was too close to Yu Chenglong was pushed away by this turbulence

On the hill behind Yufu, there is a clearing in the wildflowers and grasses, and there is a small arched hill in the clearing, and there is a tombstone in front of the hill, and the tombstone is engraved with the words 'Tomb of the Beloved Son Yu Chengfeng'.

Yu Chenglong and Yu stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the tombstone for a long time.

The sun is shining brightly, and there is a warm breeze blowing, but at this moment, it is blowing on these two people, and there is an inexplicable coolness.

"Chengfeng's corpse, after the doctor's diagnosis, was due to a sudden high fever"

"That night, my father was not at home, and when he had a fever, there was no one around, so," Yu couldn't continue to speak, squatted on the ground, hugged his head and cried.

Yu Chenglong stood in place like a statue, he clenched his teeth tightly, staring at the handwriting on the tombstone without saying a word, until Yu Dasheng quietly left, he didn't notice it.

Dreams: You never know when it starts, and you never dream of the end. In a dream, you can be someone else, you can be an object, you can be the past, you can be the future, but it will not be the reality in the end. Sometimes, dreams can be perceived, and sometimes they cannot. Maybe in a dream, there can be a plot, but it is always in reverse order. The more things that happen in the dream, the less you can write them down. Things you don't know, you know in your dreams, and places you haven't been to are familiar in your dreams.

Perhaps, when a person dies, he knows that life is really just a dream, and the person who wakes up from the dream may also break through the bottleneck because of this dream.

Vaguely, Yu Chenglong felt that he had had a long dream, but he couldn't remember much of the scene in the dream.

At this time, in his heart, he saw the reality in front of him, and the tablet in front of the cemetery was so conspicuous. Here, although he didn't have much memory, he thought that it was because of his cultivation that he couldn't remember what had happened here in the past.

Yu Chenglong stood in front of Yu Chengfeng's cemetery for two days and two nights, and after this grief subsided, he didn't go to say goodbye to Yu Dasheng, and flew directly in the direction of Wu Yuzong.

A light and shadow crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and when Lion's Head Mountain and Yu Chenglong first came, there was no change, still like a proud lion's head, standing among the mountains.

Yu Chenglong didn't stay long to see this scene that originally belonged to his memory, he took it all for granted.

When he came to Wufu Sect, Yu Chenglong flew directly to Danshan.

Danshan is as always, with a tall tower exuding unbearable heat, and several humble houses, built next to a cliff.

The temperature here did not decrease because of Yu Chenglong's arrival, and he was just about to push open the door of the Danfang to enter, but he heard a word from behind him.

"Back to the roots. ”

Yu Chenglong turned around and saw the person behind him, dressed in plain clothes, with pale hair, it was the head of the Wufu Sect, Xuanyi Daoren, Yu Chenglong was busy greeting

"Yes, Master. ”

Xuanyi Daoist put his hands behind his back, and came to Yu Chenglong in a few steps, and saw that his expression was gloomy, so he asked

"What, what's on your mind?"

Yu Cheng's faucet lowered slightly and shook it.

"You are only one step away from the realm of stepping on the moon, and during this period, don't make a breakthrough in a distracted situation, otherwise you may not be able to break through, and you will be counterattacked. ”

"The disciple knows. Yu Chenglong nodded.

Xuan Yi Daoist walked back and forth a few steps and asked

"How long was the last time I was in my dream?"

Yu Chenglong locked his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said

"It should have been more than ten years, and I can't remember many things clearly, so I haven't found a breakthrough. ”

Xuanyi Taoist sighed and said

"You miss your brother too much, and when you look like this, you will know what has happened to you in your dreams for more than ten years. ”

"You have such a unique cultivation method, and the speed of cultivation is naturally extraordinary. But if you want to break through the big situation, I'm afraid you have to start from reality. ”

Yu Chenglong nodded and said

"The disciple understands. ”

Xuanyi Daoist glanced at Yu Chenglong deeply, and then nodded slightly, turning into a blue light and flying into the sky.