Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 158 The gods flying in the sky

"go home?"

Such a distant and familiar concern, Chen Mou was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Do you still remember where 'home' is? I will accompany you for a walk."

He has not been homesick for a long time, and he dare not and cannot think about it, so he can only slowly dilute it with time.

During the chat, I never heard Xu'er talk about her childhood.

Being sold by your parents will never be a happy past.

"I always remember that in Guqiao Village below Yudai City, my home is by the small river, not far from the stone arch bridge. I can't remember what my mother looks like. I want to go home and see my mother. Originally, I had to wait I'm building the foundation... I'm afraid I can't wait."

Xu'er was depressed.

She suddenly woke up from her practice and couldn't help but want to go home. She knew deep down that something bad had happened.

"Let's go now, don't delay."

Chen Mou greeted Xu'er and walked out of the yard.

Xu'er's premonition hasn't gone wrong yet, something must have happened at home.

First send a message to Senior Sister Ning Weizhi, informing him of his whereabouts, and then send a message to a deacon disciple of Zijian Peak, asking him to find out where the ancient bridge village in Yudai City is.

After leaving the mountain gate, Chen Mou and Xu'er, who was flying with Yujian, headed west, and the general direction was not wrong.

Half an hour later, I received a reply from the deacon's disciples to find out the exact location of Guqiao Village.

The two hurried all the way, and at the back it was Chen Mou who was flying with Xu'er, who was distracted, and found Guqiao Village, which was four hundred miles away from Danyangfang, and it was already midnight.

Feng Chen's memory of more than ten years ago was suddenly awakened.

Xu'er's face turned pale, tears kept falling from her eyes, she covered her mouth and ran westward along the embankment of the small river.

Passing by the ancient stone bridge in my childhood memory, my footsteps became more and more staggering.

It was dark at night in the countryside, and dogs barked from the yard on the roadside.

Soon, the sound of dogs barking from east to west became louder and louder. Many people were woken up from their sleep, muttering and cursing.

The old watchman who patrolled the village came out with a broken lantern and a stick to check.

Chen Mou followed silently without touching his feet. From a distance, he "saw" with his spiritual consciousness that there was a family inside and outside. There was a filial shed set up in the dilapidated yard. In front of the shabby mourning hall, there were words "Liu Hu's Qianqiu" written on it. Seven or eight people, dressed in mourning robes, kept a silent vigil in front of the brazier. There was no Taoist priest to offer salvation.

The white lights flickered, the autumn wind was bleak, and the night was like a curtain.

Xu'er stopped in front of the earthen-walled yard with the gate open, looking at the white shed that was dazzling, and a coffin parked in the main room, she screamed: "Mother, Siya is back, Mother, open your eyes and see, Siya You're back."

Running for filial piety for three thousand miles, my heart is cut like a knife.

"Plop" knelt down in the yard, kowtowed step by step, and crawled on his knees.

The woman cried bitterly, crying out blood.

"Mother, Siya is back, mother..."

The barking of dogs in the village was suppressed and soon died down. Only one woman screamed like an ancient lament, pitiful and pitiful.

The night watchmen in the yard were so startled that they dozed off and stood up hurriedly, waiting to hear that "Si Ya is back", and then saw the woman wearing a neat blue Taoist robe, with a sword hanging around her waist and a shining jade ring, kowtowing her head The thumping sound and the sound of "Mother" brought them back to their senses.

The leading dark middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise: "It's Siya, Siya is back."

There was a sudden chaos in the yard.

Everyone can tell that Si Ya, who suddenly came home in the middle of the night, is rich and prosperous.

Someone shouted: "When my mother died, she was still chanting 'Si Ya, miserable Si Ya', which can be regarded as her recitation of Si Ya back."

Someone pushed the half-grown child and said, "Quickly call 'fourth aunt', it's your fourth aunt who has returned home."

"Go and wake Dad up, he just took a rest."

The courtyard was full of people, which diluted the white and bleak atmosphere. Some people stepped forward to help Si Ya, who was crying, and some people pulled a white cloth and tied it on Si Ya's head.

Under the gaze of the people in the courtyard, Chen Mou walked into the courtyard gate and said: "Xu'er, put away your sword and jade. No sharp weapons can be seen in the mourning hall. Tonight I will perform a ritual for the mother-in-law, and let them invite Taoist priests tomorrow."

"Woo, thank you, my lord."

Xu'er took off the sword and jade ring around his waist and put them into his sleeves. His eyes were red from crying. Based on the vague memory, he looked at each one and identified them. He called out "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother". The other cousins ​​were already there. Don't recognize it.

He knelt down in front of the coffin in the mourning hall, feeling so sad that he lay on the ground and cried bitterly, unable to get up.Chen Mou also put away his sword and the jade on his body, took out three sticks of incense with a casual move, swung it and lit it, and bowed to the coffin.

The filial sons and grandsons who watched all this hurriedly knelt down to accompany the ceremony.

The other cousins ​​looked at the Siya in the main room, and at the young Taoist priest who took out the magic weapon out of thin air. Their expressions became cautious, and they knew in their hearts that they had seen gods, and they had been sold to the city for more than ten years. The Siya who has nothing is no longer the Siya she used to be.

Chen Mou inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner, shook the Dharma bell, and began to recite the "Sutra of Salvation of Suffering".

With his photographic memory, he has been in the sect for more than a year and is already familiar with the basic scriptures. There is no problem in performing a one-night salvation ceremony, although this is also his first time.

Later, when Xu'er's father got up, the father and daughter recognized each other. The scene was touching. He ignored it and devoted himself to reciting scriptures and doing things.

When daylight dawned, the whole village knew that the four Liu family members had gone to the funeral late at night.

Women, aunts and men crowded the dilapidated yard, all of them came to see the strange news, whispering and talking about the shocking news that Siya had become a fairy, and the more it spread, the more outrageous it became.

The three brothers of Si Ya's family carried huge ingots of silver that they had never seen before in their arms. They spoke in a much brighter voice and sent out the cousins ​​who came to help. They bought pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, fish, etc., and went ten miles away to invite them. A group of Taoist priests are doing rituals for seven days, and the Liu family is going to have a beautiful funeral.

Xu'er changed into filial piety, met the neighbors who were watching the fun in the yard, and then sent the young man who sat on the bench with his eyes closed to rest his mind to go out.

The two walked along the bank of the small river in silence, followed by a group of little hairy kids with runny noses.

Walking out of the east entrance of the village, Chen Mou stood still and said, "Xu'er, I'm sorry, I'll wait for you in Yudai City."

He was no longer used to being surrounded by people, and since he sent Ying'er and Han'er away, there was an invisible gap in his heart from the lives of mortals, and it was difficult for him to empathize with mortals' joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

Xu'er cried and said, "Master, I have no home anymore."

She was sold by her cruel father, and her mother cried so much that she crawled on the ground. She will never forget that tragic scene for the rest of her life.

Mother is at home, mother is gone, and the home in her heart is gone.

The whole person was empty and unable to express their discomfort.

She originally wanted to wait until the foundation was established to come and go freely, then go home to visit her mother, return to her hometown in fine clothes, earn a good face, and let her mother enjoy the happiness, but she didn't expect it to happen, and she regretted it and was heartbroken.

Chen Mou wiped Xu'er's tears with his hand, and said softly, "You still have me, wherever I go, that's your home."

Xu'er cried harder, rubbing her shoulder against the young master's shoulder and "whimpering" as sadly as a deer.

Chen Mou was relieved for a while before he calmed down.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Mou flew up and headed for Yudai City in the east.

A group of children shouted in surprise: "Look at the fairy, the fairy has flown away."

"Fairy, fairy."

The noise of the child's voice resounded in the morning wind, chasing after him in the distance.

Xu'er waved at a timid little guy. It was a girl from her third brother's family. She was thin, small, and dirty. She looked cute and cute. She had seen her all this morning. She was extremely affectionate, never met, had endless words to say, and couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.

She took the little girl's slender hand and walked towards the village.

"Fourth Aunt, are you also a god?"

The little girl raised her head and timidly inquired.

"That's it."

Xu'er satisfied the little girl's little vanity, seeing such a small one was like seeing herself back then.

The little girl's eyes lit up immediately.

She has a fourth aunt who is a fairy flying in the sky.

"Fourth Aunt, can you take me flying?"

"Not now, there is something at home, when you are older, I will take you to the sky to fly."

"We pull the hook."

"Lagou, Fourth Aunt doesn't lie to children."

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(End of this chapter)