Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 122 Extra: Xiao Yuer wakes up (can be skipped!)

It cleared up after the rain, the sun dispersed the dark clouds, and the air was filled with water vapor.

The flowers and plants in the suburbs are bathed in sunshine, full of vitality and thriving!
The little boy in coarse linen clothes held a few wild flowers in his hand, jumped up and down to three small graves, and placed the pink flowers in his hands under the tombstones one by one.

The tomb of the heroic benefactor Yan Nantian!
The tomb of my beloved wife Jiangmen Tieshi!

The eldest brother Yi Buhuo and his sister-in-law Yimen Su Shiying are buried together in the tomb!
"Grandpa Yan, mother, uncle, aunt, today... Nianyu picked a lot of flowers outside today and gave them all to you!"

Six-year-old Jiang Nianyu still didn't understand the sadness behind the names on these tombstones. He just looked at the tombstones in front of him with his big black and white eyes that had been exposed to wind and rain, and the handwriting had been blurred.

I sincerely hope that my mother and uncles and aunts who received the flowers will be as happy as I am.

Directly opposite the tombstone is a simple thatched house.

In the room, Hua Wuque, whose hair had turned white, squatted in front of the barrel, with unconcealable sadness in his eyes.

There was a slight heat in the barrel. Xiaoyuer's hair was snow-white, his face was old, but his eyes were still bright, and he sat motionless.

Even though six years had passed since that incident, Hua Wuque still couldn't get out when he saw the little fish in the bucket.

If it weren't for keeping myself alive...

Xiao Yu'er will not react at all for six years because of Poison King Holy Water!

After going through hardships together, and sacrificing so many lives, but in the end only he was left alive, Hua Wuque finally understood what it means to live worse than death...

The dead are gone, but the living are burdened with all the pain and tormenting their hearts day and night.

If it weren't for Nian Yu, he would have gone crazy and followed his wife!
Hua Wuque stroked Xiao Yu'er's hand and said dullly:

"Brother, I have been thinking over and over again over the years. Is it right to have a needle inserted into your Tianshou point six years ago?"

"Although you are not dead..."

"Until now, you are still the same as the little fairy before she died, there is no difference!"

"I don't know if you can hear what my brother said. I'm holding your hand. I wonder if you can feel it?"

"I don't know if you can see me. Should I let you continue like this, six years after another, or should I let you go on your way happily?"

"Tell me, tell me!"

Hua Wuque's tone was low and he almost burst into tears. Looking at Xiao Yu'er who had no reaction at all, he sighed slightly in his heart.

"Nianyu, come in quickly, it's cold outside!"

"understood!"

Jiang Nianyu, who was looking at the tombstone in a daze outside, heard his father's voice and quickly turned around and ran back.

Hua Wuque bent down to look at him, smiled and asked, "Nianyu, have you practiced any martial arts today?"

Jiang Nianyu replied hesitantly: "Yes, yes!"

Maybe his father was so majestic that he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

Hua Wuque pretended not to know and said with a normal face: "Don't lie, uncle will be angry if you lie!"

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Yu'er, who had a normal expression, but still showed no reaction at all, just like every day in the past.

"Uncle, don't be angry, I really practiced well."

Hua Wuque patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go out and play."

Xiao Nianyu fled away as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Okay!" Hua Wuque looked at Xiao Yu'er's face, took a deep breath and said, "It's time to visit the doctor!"

"Look who came to see you today..."

Hua Wuque picked up a row of clay dolls from the cabinet beside him, held them up in front of Xiao Yu'er and pointed them out one by one:

"He is the eldest father Li Dazui, she is the second mother Tu Jiaojiao, the third father Yin Jiuyou, the fourth father Du Sha, and the fifth father Haha'er is here too."

"They all wish you a speedy recovery!"

Hua Wuque changed the row of dolls and said softly: "Ghost doctor Chang Baicao, our Uncle Yan, your sister and my wife - Xinlan!"

"She said, brother, wake up quickly!"

Although Xiao Yu'er opened his eyes, there was no movement at all.

Hua Wuque pulled out another clay doll and waved it in front of his eyes, "Who is this?"

"Your apprentice is extremely evil!"

"Master, master! I have been teased by you all my life. Don't come to the underworld to tease me again. My apprentice will be angry!"

Hua Wuque imitated Xie Tongtian's voice in a rough voice, imitating his tone vividly.

After putting down the evil clay doll, he picked up another one and said, "You will definitely not forget this person..."

"Because it was all thanks to her Poison King Holy Water that we were able to defeat Jiang Yuyan!"

"That time you hid in the closet for three days and three nights just because of her..."

"Su Ying!"

"Do you still remember how long Lao Yi cried when he learned about Su Ying's death?"

Hua Wuque had tears in his eyes, but forced a smile on his lips. Although he wanted to face Xiao Yu'er with an optimistic attitude, he still felt sad involuntarily when he thought of everything that happened that year.

He took a deep breath, his voice was trembling and high-spirited, and the clay doll in his hand was replaced by a grinning boy.

"Speaking of Lao Yi..."

"Brother, do you still remember? That Yi Buhuo who aspired to be the No. 1 doctor in the world!"

"Xiao Yu'er, what time has it been since then and you still can't get up?"

"Are you weak? Don't worry! Daliwan is enough..."

Hua Wuque tried his best to imitate Yi Buhuo's tone of voice, feeling frivolous and casual, not caring about anything.

"The big brother who has been standing in front of us to protect us from wind and rain always has a smile on his face and seems not to care about anything..."

"The only time he got angry was because of Su Ying's death, but he didn't blame us. You locked yourself in the closet for three days and three nights, and he persuaded you outside for three days and three nights!"

Hua Wuque unconsciously recalled the boy when he first met him.

He and Tie Xinlan were helpless because Xiao Yuer was possessed by the Mad Dragon Palm, but they happened to meet Yi Buhuo and Su Ying who were traveling here.

After the almost dying Xiao Yuer was cured by Yi Buhuo, several people got to know each other.

Although his martial arts skills are mediocre, he is passionate and determined to be the supreme master of medicine!

Every time he is in danger, he can always come up with all kinds of strange elixirs. With Xiao Yuer's wit, he has resolved many crises and saved many people!
But since Su Ying's death, she has become taciturn and has never been as high-spirited as before...

If Xiao Yu'er hadn't drank the Poison King Holy Water first, I'm afraid he would have gone to fight Jiang Yuyan in advance.

On the day of the decisive battle, Yi Buhuo, who had left alone, suddenly appeared when the two of them were at a disadvantage. When Jiang Yuyan learned that she had been poisoned and wanted to fight back desperately, he held her and detonated the explosives on her body and died together!
Before he died, there was still a familiar smile on his face that Hua Wuque would never forget in his life...

After coming back to his senses from the depths of his memory, Hua Wuque shook the clay doll in his hand and said with a forced smile: "Although you are my biological brother, I think Lao Yi is my real brother."

"He has always taken care of us, cleared up the misunderstanding between us, fought tooth and nail to protect Xinlan in the palace, and was seriously injured but still managed to tell us Jiang Yuyan's conspiracy."

"He didn't even look at Su Ying for the last time when she died, so he didn't blame us."

"Why can't you learn from him? How can you just leave me alone?"

"I'm really tired alone..."

Hua Wuque was so sad that she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. Her voice was hoarse and her body was shaking. She lay down in front of Xiao Yu'er and cried bitterly.

Maybe he was tired from crying, or maybe he was letting out all the long-suppressed emotions in his heart.

After a long time, Hua Wuque patted Xiao Yu'er's hand and said softly: "It's almost time. I won't disturb your rest. I'll ask them to come see you tomorrow!"

After finishing the conversational therapy she learned from Yi Buhuo, Hua Wuque started cooking and started her ordinary day.

The same life has passed for six years, but Xiao Yu'er has still not moved in these six years.

Hua Wuque was very confused. Is it really necessary for him to do this?

"That's my brother, my only relative!"

"How can I give up on him?"

The sun sets silently, and darkness gradually covers the earth.

Jiang Nianyu had already fallen asleep. Hua Wuque helped him tuck the quilt and lay down on the bed to sleep peacefully.

In his dream, he traveled around the world with his Tie Xinlan, looking at the scenery he had never seen before and tasting the food he had never tasted.

Passing by a restaurant, as soon as I entered, I saw a large group of people sitting around eating and drinking, laughing endlessly.

When I took a closer look, I ran into friends who were having a team building dinner!

Yi Buhuo, Su Ying, Little Fairy, Yan Nantian, Tie Ruyun, Evil Tongtian, Xiaoxiao, Jiang Yufeng, the eldest father Li Dazui, the second mother Tu Jiaojiao, the third father Yin Jiuyou, the fourth father Du Sha, Wu Dad haha...

Everyone, whether they know each other or not, gathers together and exchanges glasses of wine. It’s so lively!

"Wu Que is here, sit down quickly, we are waiting for you and your wife!"

With sharp eyes, Yi Buhuo saw his arrival and quickly waved, patting the specially left spot beside him.

Hua Wuque smiled broadly and pulled Tie Xinlan over quickly.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, there were people all around who drank too much and were lying on the table, muttering something like "keep drinking and don't stop"...

Hua Wuque's face was also full of alcohol. Looking at Yi Buhuo who seemed to be fine, he asked curiously: "I see you drank a lot, why are you not drunk at all?"

"Because I'm waiting for someone!"

"Wait for who?"

"Little fish!"

"Yes!" Hua Wuque looked around. Everyone was there, but Xiao Yu'er was missing.

Even the little fairy is here, but the little fish who has been clinging to her is not there. It's really strange...

"Where has he been? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly, patted his shoulder and said, "He is your brother, and you are his younger brother. Shouldn't I ask you about this?"

Hua Wuque nodded drowsily, "Then I'll go find him. He cannot be missing on such an important occasion..."

"He's waiting for you outside, don't keep him waiting for too long!"

Yi Buhuo's voice echoed in his ears, Hua Wuque became drunk and fell asleep on the table.

When he opened his eyes again, in front of him was no longer a bustling restaurant, but the thatched cottage where he had lived for six years, and Xinlan, who had always been by his side, was gone.

There are no familiar friends in front of me...

The sunlight outside the window shone on his face, and his consciousness returned to reality.

"It's all a dream..."

Reality is always too helpless, all good things are in dreams!
Hua Wuque was about to get up and cook for Nianyu, but when he raised his head, he was stunned.

"elder brother?"

His voice trembled unconsciously, and tears overflowed from his eyes at some point.

The white-haired Xiao Yu'er was sitting quietly by the bed, looking at him quietly with a smile that seemed to be from another world.

"elder brother!"

Hua Wuque opened the quilt and threw herself into that embrace...

　This is another ending that was promised before. It involves a lot of original plot and was quite troublesome to write, but it was finally worked out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)