Jiuyang Tongshen Art

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The villagers also stood still suddenly and stopped moving forward.

Before Xiuxiu was alive, she was the patron saint of the village, and she was loved by the whole village. At this moment, everyone became quiet, with solemn faces and no smiles. This is a kind of respect for Xiuxiu.Only the wind blew past, making a deep whirring sound, which seemed to be wailing, and lowered everyone's emotions to freezing point.

Lin Shaoyun sighed softly, he could understand grandpa's mood, the feeling of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man, that kind of sad feeling like autumn wind, really uncomfortable, more importantly, he was the chief culprit of Xiuxiu's death, But Grandpa didn't mean to blame him.

He looked in the direction of his grandfather's finger, and saw a road paved with gravel, winding and straight into the distance, submerged in the mountains.

No matter how you look at it, there is no sign of a grave anywhere.

"Xiuxiu didn't have a burial. Could it be a sky burial? That's not right! Only people in the grasslands have such a custom." Lin Shaoyun frowned unconsciously, and suddenly, his gaze slowly focused, forming a focus in the distance. Ten feet away, on a boulder by the side of the road, there is a statue standing on the boulder.

Looking at it suddenly, there is a sense of familiarity.

"The figure of the statue looks like Xiuxiu!"

Since Lin Shaoyun was behind him, he couldn't see the front, but the back was so familiar.

The statue was looking towards the distance of the big mountain, as if waiting for something.

Lin Shaoyun suddenly understood something, and shouted: "Xiuxiu..." and ran over fiercely.

All the villagers felt a blur in front of their eyes, and Lin Shaoyun suddenly disappeared.

next moment!

Lin Shaoyun's white figure was already standing beside the stone sculpture.

"Xiuxiu..." Lin Shaoyun saw clearly from the front. This is Xiuxiu who is alive and well. She has a tall appearance and a proud figure. If she didn't look carefully, she would think that Xiuxiu was standing in front of her. But now she is just a stone carving.

Stretching out his hand and gently holding her face, Lin Shaoyun found that his body was trembling, and his voice became a little choked, "Xiuxiu, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Lin Shaoyun can still deeply feel the beautiful eyes on the stone statue and the infinite expectation. Once upon a time, this infatuated woman waited here for her return day and night.But he has never returned, and when he returned, Yin and Yang were already separated.

Infatuation is only for love drunk!

Falling flowers follow flowing water, who said that flowing water is merciless?

At some point, Lin Wuchang came behind Lin Shaoyun, standing still, like a tree stump. He looked at his father so sad, and he could feel that his mother must occupy a very important position in his father's heart, thinking My father is so masterful that he was able to marry a country girl in this remote mountain forest. There is no such thing as the most holy affection in it. If I tell it, no fool will believe it.

"If I can bring mother back to life, I will forgive you. Otherwise, I would rather not have you as a father." After a long time, Lin Wuchang said slowly. For some reason, he wanted to give his father a chance. Looking for a step by himself, the human heart, after all, is made of flesh, how can he be as hard-hearted as ever to his father?

Lin Shaoyun smiled bitterly: "Even if I risk my life, I will bring your mother back to life, but is your mother dead?"

Lin Wuchang's eyes widened, he was stunned for a while, and thought: "Isn't this my mother?"

In Lin Shaoyun's eyes, he thought it was a stone statue carved by everyone for his wife Xiuxiu.

How did he know that just over ten years ago, Xiuxiu came here as usual to wait for Lin Shaoyun's return, and it was another splendid evening, the setting sun dyed the clouds in the sky into golden color, which was infinitely beautiful.

Lin Wuchang saw the setting sun, it was time to call his mother back to rest, and when he came to the entrance of the village where his mother looked around every day, he called his mother a few times, but there was no response. When he got closer, he found that his mother had turned into petrification. It has become a stone sculpture, unmoved by wind and rain.

At that moment, Lin Wuchang cried into tears, shouting: I want a mother!

The sad voice echoed throughout the village.

From then on, everyone knew that Xiuxiu was petrified in order to wait for Lin Shaoyun.

Later, the huge stone where Xiuxiu stood at the entrance of the village was called the Wangfu Stone by the villagers.And Xiuxiu is enshrined as the Bodhisattva empress of Yongle Village by everyone, and she is regarded as the guardian goddess.

Every year and festival, all the villagers in the village will gather here involuntarily, burn incense and paper to Xiuxiu, and pay homage to her.

However, Lin Wuchang, who lost his mother since he was a child, began to resist her mother's burden of protecting Yongle Village, but he usually didn't like to hear his mother's name being mentioned.

Because that is the eternal pain in his heart!

When Lin Wuchang slowly told about his mother's petrification, Lin Shaoyun suddenly realized, "What? You mean this is your mother? How could it be like this?" Only now did he understand why Xiuxiu was not buried.

Glancing at the statue in front of him, Lin Shaoyun's eyes were full of disbelief, and he thought to himself: "No way! Why won't it petrify? Could it be that he has been hit by some sorcerous spell?"

Lin Shaoyun began to calm down. After sweeping his spiritual sense, he found no signs of fluctuations in the spiritual power spell. He wondered: "Could it be that the spiritual power spell attached to her has faded after a long time?"

He didn't believe that it would petrify for no reason.

Unable to understand, Lin Shaoyun immediately asked the true immortal in the Qiankun Ring with his heart language, "Great Immortal, can you see what's going on?"

"This is the fossil curse! The magic spell." Lu Dongbin clarified the mystery.

"Fossil curse? Demon spell?" Lin Shaoyun recited it silently, "Then can the immortal see who did it?"

"I can't see it, but if the murderer is in front of me, I can feel it. Because of the breath of the fossil curse, I have locked it." Lu Dongbin said.

Of course, Lin Shaoyun understood that Lu Dongbin was a fairy-level figure, and it was reasonable for him to be able to sense the aura that he could not sense.

"Hmph! The woman who dares to touch me, the nine realms of heaven and earth, I will also drag you out and tear you into pieces, never to be reborn." Lin Shaoyun's eyes brightened fiercely, revealing his murderous aura.

"Then can we bring her back to life?" Lin Shaoyun asked again.

"Of course! As long as you find all the treasures I just mentioned, then you can bring her back to life, oh! By the way, I missed one treasure just now, that is, you need a Dacheng relic." Lu Dongbin said .

"What is a Dacheng relic?" Lin Shaoyun is very unfamiliar with the relic. He only knows that it seems to be related to Buddhism, because the relic is passed down from the Buddhist school. Although he often hears about it, he really doesn't know how it came back. thing!

However, in Lin Wuchang's eyes, his father was motionless at this moment, his eyes were dull, as if he had become stupid.

[The third update is here!There are two more updates, and the tragic me said without shame that the fifth update would be completed before eight o'clock, hey!Failed, when I finish writing the last two updates, I will punish myself to stand at the door for an hour! 】