Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 68 Whose youth will come back once gone?

"Who are you Xiaoshan? Why do you ask this?" the old man in the white vest asked suspiciously.

"It's just a tourist who met by chance." Li Yun smiled lightly, his face full of sincerity.

One of the old men opened up the chatter box, and said with a smile: "Xiao Shan, she was a flower in our village back then. Although she is a foreigner, she grew up with us. We had a great time playing hide-and-seek together in the cattle field, and that was the happiest time for us.”

"That's right, back then our eight little friends rolled in the mud together, picked straws to eat in the wheat fields, caught fish in the small river, and hunted birds in the forest. It's a pity that the eight little friends who played well back then Now there are only three left, time is merciless." The old man in the white vest sighed, lit up a dry cigarette, looked into the distance, and recalled the past, the happy moments of his childhood.

Several old men began to tell about the details of Peng Shan and Peng Shan when they were young, some from the perspective of friends, and some from the perspective of secret lovers.

Li Yun just listened quietly, together with Peng Shan herself.

Before I knew it, it was almost half an hour.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Daoist. I've been talking for so long without realizing it. The stories of our bad old men are boring." The old man in the white vest suddenly realized that he had been listening to this for half an hour, which made him wonder It's embarrassing, after all, when the old man confides to his children, he has had enough of their children's impatient attitude.

Li Yun shook his head and smiled.

"It's not boring. Sometimes it's great to listen to the stories of the previous generation and feel the passage of time."

"Haha, the little Taoist master can really talk." The old man in the white vest was very happy and in a good mood. It was a good day to meet someone who was willing to listen to the old man tell boring stories.

The old people were very happy, their mentality was the same as that of the old man in the white vest, who had kept it in his heart for too long, but now he vomited without hesitation.

The old man didn't stay too long. Regardless of their age, they are all good at work. For them, talking about youth with Li Yun wasted too much time.

When they disappeared from Li Yun's gaze, he slowly opened his mouth and said.

"Now, Layman, do you understand? Your past."

How could Peng Shan still not understand
I am not a female student of any kind.

"I thought I would be even more disappointed." Peng Shan laughed at herself. A woman would probably be very disappointed after knowing that she was no longer young, but she didn't feel anything, instead she was peaceful and joyful.

Feel the joy of reminiscing about your childhood with those childhood playmates just now.

"Whose youth will come back once it's gone?" Li Yun smiled, then turned and left, walking in a certain direction.

"Where are you going?" Peng Shan asked.

"Go to your house."

Li Yun didn't reply.

The white Taoist robe is automatic without wind, floating like a fairy.

Li Yun came to the two-story bungalow, which was the home of Lin Yuanyuan's neighbor, Yan Xiaoling.

Compared with Lin Yuanyuan's house, Yan Xiaoling's house occupies a smaller area, has lower floors, and uses less materials than those next to it.

"Is this my home? How do you know?" Peng Shan murmured, stroking the mottled wall, her face full of nostalgia, no doubt, this was her home.

"Because you remembered something, I also know something." Li Yun smiled lightly, turned around and knocked on the door of Yan's mansion.

"Who?"

Soon someone responded, and it was Yan Xiaoling who came to open the door. After seeing that it was Li Yun, he said unexpectedly, "Master Daoist, why are you here?"

Yan Xiaoling's impression of Li Yun was not so deep. That day, the scene of the white gown taking the initiative and the burning incense gave her a great impact.

In the end, she could only convince herself that the technology was too advanced. The incense sticks seemed to be the same as the current fireworks manufacturing process. As for the incense drifting to Lin Tianyou, it was also because of the technology, but it was a technology she didn't know.

Anyway, Yan Xiaoling has always firmly believed that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, and all ghosts and gods have people's hearts.

Looking at Yan Xiaoling, Li Yun replied.

"Blessings are immeasurable, the poor Taoist came here by fate, can the layman invite the poor Taoist to sit in?"

"Oh, of course, Daoist, please come in." Yan Xiaoling said.

Li Yun greeted with a slight smile, and stepped into the gate of the Yan family mansion. There were some wooden furniture and an old color TV. It was completely furnished with the neighbor's furniture. The Lin family mansion had everything one could expect.

"Master Dao, you are here, has the problem been solved?" Lin Yuanyuan said happily.

"It hasn't been resolved yet, but it should be soon. The cause is clear, and what is missing is the result." Li Yun glanced at Peng Shan, and found that Peng Shan was also wandering around in confusion, touching the furniture here.

"Master Dao, what are you looking at?" Yan Xiaoling asked in confusion. Li Yun's feeling of looking around was a bit strange, but there was nothing strange when he followed his gaze, and some were just ordinary furniture.

If other people were looking around like this, Yan Xiaoling guaranteed that she would regard the person in front of her as a thief who came to step on the spot.

"I'm looking at people." Li Yun said honestly.

"That's it." Yan Xiaoling nodded, and accepted the explanation. It is true that people can see people outside through the window here, but there are only some children and scattered villagers passing by outside.

Tea cakes, small snacks in the countryside, although they look a bit rough, they are very crispy in the mouth, and the strong fragrance makes people want to stop.

"By the way, Taoist priest, you...should have something to do when you come to our house?" Yan Xiaoling couldn't help asking.

"Poverty Dao naturally came here on business." Li Yun took a sip of tea and said, "Lady Yan, where is the old man in your family?"

Although Yan Xiaoling was a little puzzled as to why Li Yun asked this question, she was honest.

"My grandpa passed away before I was born, and only my grandma is left here, but recently got Alzheimer's disease, and even forgot my name"

At this time, Yan Xiaoling's face was gloomy, because the elders at home, except her parents who loved her the most, couldn't even remember her own name, and that feeling was really uncomfortable.

Speaking of this, Li Yun looked at the translucent Peng Shan behind him.

Peng Shan murmured: "Yes, I have dementia, and I almost forgot my own name, and my children are still arguing about supporting me with dementia. I should die, not Survive like this and cause trouble for them."

I remember everything, Peng Shan remembers everything, and after losing my memory, I can only be a burden.
Seeing Peng Shan who was full of self-blame for her illness, Li Yun said calmly.

"Is it really a burden? I don't think so."

(End of this chapter)