Fairy way

Xianyu and Mo Yuqing had a very happy life after their marriage. Xianyu did not love Mo Yuqing deliberately, but loved the woman in front of him from the bottom of his heart. Mo Yuqing was naturally extremely happy, waiting for 800 years, 800 years His infatuation finally paid off, and anyone else would be overjoyed, the days go by day by day, the two are like glue, going in and out as a pair, making others envious, Mo Yuqing said to Xianyu that he didn't want to be together anymore Taking elixir and wanting to grow old together like an ordinary couple, Xianyu didn't stop him, he knew Mo Yuqing's thoughts, Mo Yuqing didn't want to occupy him forever, all he wanted was to be like an ordinary couple Those decades of time, decades of love, such and such cannot last long, but they are enough to be remembered in the heart, even after reincarnation, they will not be forgotten. Gradually, Xian Yu developed love for Mo Yuqing, this love The meaning is the same as that of the three daughters of Dongfang Qingwu, exactly the same.

From the day Mo Yuqing said that he would no longer take pills, he was aging day by day, just like ordinary people, the marks left by the years on his face became more and more obvious, but he didn't care about it at all. I don't care about the ruthlessness of the years, just because I know that the man next to me has feelings for her family, even if the law of heaven is ruthless, as long as there is one person in the world who loves her, that is enough, and this woman is content, time is like fine sand in the hands , whether you make a fist or not, it will flow away from your hand after all. In a blink of an eye, 70 years have passed, and the world has changed several generations. On this day, in the old house of the Mo family, in the bedroom of Xianyu and Mo Yuqing, a An old man with snow hair is sitting by the bed, and an old woman is lying on the bed. The old woman is the same as the old man. They all have snow hair. The old woman has a smile on her face. It was muddy, but when she looked at the old man, she was still full of affection, and she only heard the old woman say softly, "Brother Long, my little sister is really happy in this life. My little sister is accompanied by Brother Long, and the happiness she enjoys in this life is more than usual. There must be countless more people, ahem... I don't want to be able to meet Brother Long in the next life, I just want to fall in love with Brother Long in this life, there shouldn't be a relationship between you and me on the Sansheng Stone, my sister... Knowing that all of this is done intentionally by Brother Long, Brother Long doesn't want my little sister to wait forever." The old woman seemed to have used all her strength when she said this, her face was a little red, which was a sickly flush .

These two old men are none other than Xianyu and Mo Yuqing. After listening to his wife's words, Xianyu stretched out his hand and stroked his cheek and said softly: "Little sister, do you really think that you are a brother because you feel sorry for you? Are you married? Hehe, you know Brother Long's temperament, I will never fall in love with a woman easily, and I will never marry a woman easily." Speaking of this, he tightened the quilt on his beloved wife, and then continued Said: "The reason why my brother asked you that day was because I didn't know when I had love for you in my heart. Although this love was not very strong at the time, it was enough for my brother to marry you. , for my brother in this life, the love for you is true."

Hearing Xianyu's words, Mo Yuqing's body couldn't help shaking, two lines of clear tears flowed from his somewhat cloudy eyes, and dripped down his cheeks. For 70 years, he originally thought that Xianyu was only because of pity for her. Marrying her, even so, he was already very satisfied, and never dared to hope that Xianyu would really fall in love with her, but today, hearing what Xianyu said, he couldn't help crying with joy in his heart.

Just listen to him: "Today I can hear Brother Long say that he really loves my little sister, and my little sister will feel more at ease and satisfied when she goes, cough cough cough..."

Seeing this, Xian Yu couldn't help frowning, only to hear him sigh and said: "Little sister, if you continue to take the pill, you can prolong your life for another 150 years, but why do you insist on not taking it?" Although he has practiced For more than a thousand years, he still can't do it while watching his beloved die. He has an attachment in his heart. He is a person of flesh and blood, without this attachment, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will be nothing but a walking corpse. Xian Yu believes that with his attachment to love, he will be able to ask, and only with love in his heart can he truly ask, ask the way.

Hearing Xianyu's words, Mo Yu smiled slightly and shook his head, "My little sister said 70 years ago that my little sister only wants Brother Long to live forever, and I don't covet life after life. , now that I have lived nearly a thousand years longer, it is God's pity, those who should go back will always go back, after the younger sister returns, Brother Long must think about the younger sister in his heart! Hehe."

Xianyu sighed secretly when he heard this, but smiled on his face and said: "That's natural, a husband will always remember his wife." Mo Yuqin heard Xianyu's words, and the smile on his face was even stronger At that point, the expression on his face also stopped forever, and this smile became permanent.

Xianyu sat in the same place blankly for a long time, then leaned over, kissed Mo Yuqingcheng's forehead and muttered to himself: "The word love is sad for all immortals, little girl, go with peace of mind, In the next reincarnation, if the two of us can still meet again, I would like to be husband and wife with you again." After saying that, he got up and covered Mo Yuqing's face with the quilt, and at this moment the door of the house was gently pushed opened,

"Hey! I'm leaving after all, little sister, go with peace of mind, you and my brother and sister may reincarnate in the next life." The person who came was Mo Yang, who walked slowly behind Xianyu, Putting his hand on Xian Yu's shoulder, he choked up and said, "Brother, these 70 years, I thank you for my brother." Now Mo Yang is also full of silver hair, looks quite old, younger than Xian Yu There are three points of old age, and in the past 70 years of his return to the mortal world, his cultivation has still reached the later stage of Dafa. Of course, there is the contribution of Xianyu's help, and more is his understanding of the 70 years of his return to the mortal world. Xianyu is ordinary, and he understands the way of being a human being after returning to the ordinary.

Xian Yu heard Mo Yang's words and said with a slight smile: "You don't have to be like this, senior brother. I have really used my affection for my younger sister in the past 70 years, so there is no need for senior brother to thank me." After saying that, he turned around and walked to the bed Then he continued: "Bury my little sister well, write on the tombstone, the tomb of Long Xiaozhi's wife, Long Mo Yuqing." Xianyu did this to let Mo Yuqing be his beloved wife forever, Mo Yang heard this The old man was crying, and he was really crying. At this moment, he is still a mortal, with no fluctuation of spiritual power in his whole body, and he is still a mortal.

Mo Yuqing's funeral was a sensation in the whole city of Kangcheng. The city officials came to worship and helped the coffin for ten miles to express the condolences of the people of Kangcheng to Mo Yuqing. The door of the Japanese store was closed tightly, and white silk was hung on it, which was full of mourning. Xianyu made a decision when he worshiped his beloved wife. Mo Yang was even more moved, he originally wanted to end the mortal affairs, seeing Xianyu like this and going back to the mortal world for another ten years, he regarded it as accompanying his little sister.

In the late autumn of the third year when Xian Yu kept the spirit for Mo Yuqin, on this day, he was playing the piano in the thatched hut, looking at the tombstone not far from the window. Complete, it can be seen that Xianyu is very concerned about Mo Yuqing's tomb, suddenly, his eyes flashed, he looked up at the eastern sky, and saw a red cloud rolling in the east, as if it was boiling. There was a golden light, and Sanskrit sounds could be heard faintly, the red cloud paused slightly in the air, and then flew towards the thatched hut where Xian Yu was. Outside, with his hands behind his back, he looked at the red cloud billowing in the sky. As the red cloud approached, a hoarse voice came out from it: "Hey, aren't you the junior I met 70 years ago? Why did you become like this, hahaha ...Little baby, it is fate that you and I meet again today, I am being chased and killed, if you can help me, I will definitely give you great benefits." While speaking, his figure flashed, When he appeared, he was already standing in front of Xianyu. He was wearing a red robe, and he looked about thirty years old. His appearance was very handsome, and there was a sense of evil. As it approached, the Sanskrit sound stopped, revealing a young monk who looked seventeen or eighteen years old. The young monk looked Xian Yu carefully, and finally his eyes fell on the middle-aged man in the red robe.

He only heard the Buddha's cry from his mouth and said: "Amitabha, benefactor, you have killed three people, do you want to leave here?"

Hearing this, the man in red pouted his lips and said: "You little bald donkey, I have already told you clearly that I did not kill those three people. I saw that those three people were killed by a group of wild wolves. They were besieged, and then they rescued them, but those wild wolves killed them in the end." The red-robed man's face was full of disdain, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

Hearing this, the little monk frowned slightly and said: "The benefactor should not argue, the benefactor has killed thousands of people in the past few decades, it is common for the benefactor to kill people, and those three people must have died at the hands of the benefactor. Since Cilai met me today, there is absolutely no reason to let the benefactor go, if the benefactor is willing to put down the butcher knife and take refuge in my Buddha, Cilai will definitely save the life of the benefactor." Although the young monk looked young, he spoke with all his gestures. Now that he has demeanor, he doesn't look like a young man in his seventeenth or eighteenth year.

Xian Yu stared at the little monk who claimed to be Cilai in front of him, his face did not change at all. Although this monk looked young, his cultivation base had reached the realm of hearing Buddha, which was equivalent to the initial stage of the misty realm of a cultivator, and he was considered a strong man. At this moment, Xianyu was extremely puzzled, he couldn't figure out why the evil ancestor who was wearing a red robe and had a relationship with him was chased and killed by a little monk.

Xie Zu opened his mouth again and said to Xianyu: "Little friend, my skills are incompatible with this little bald donkey's. No matter how high my skills are, it is useless. If you can help me destroy this little bald donkey , this seat will definitely give you a great benefit, hurry up."

Hearing this, Xianyu said indifferently: "Senior, this junior is currently guarding the spirit of his surviving wife, and it is inconvenient to use force. If you two want to make a move, please go to another place. The late wife has slept with the three daughters here safely. This junior does not want to Someone disturbed its peace." Xianyu walked towards the thatched cottage after saying that, Xiezu was taken aback when he saw this, but then his face became gloomy, and he turned to look at the stone tablet behind him, he smiled, his hands were red The light soared, and a red light ball was thrown out at once, and the light ball went straight to the tombstone.

At the moment when the red light ball was about to touch the tombstone, there was a red glow on the tombstone, and it forcibly assimilated the light ball. The intact tombstone, the red light on the tombstone quickly condensed, and after a while, a figure of a person appeared in front of the tombstone. This person stared at Xiezu with a gloomy expression. With the intent to kill, this person is none other than Xian Yu, who blocked the tombstone with his body just before Xie Zu made a move, and the ball of light was about to hit the tombstone. I can't destroy it either.