Genius Fortune-teller

The Taoist temple has been built for nearly a hundred years. Although the wind and the sun, the rain and the snow, the roof grew a lot of weeds, it looked a little shabby, but the foundation was firm, and the walls were still very strong.

Before coming to Maoshan, people had expected that the environment here would not be very good, so they brought plenty of materials before going up the mountain. After hastily cleaning up the debris in the house, Liu Jingtian and a group of labors turned over the roof and began to repair the damaged areas, while Liu Huiyun and her daughters went into the kitchen to cook for everyone.

When there are more people, it will be lively. The Taoist temple, which used to be lonely and incomparable, is now gaining some popularity. It is no longer as desolate as Lin Bai and Li Tianyuan were when they were alone on the mountain. But looking at the overgrown courtyard, Lin Bai was not happy at all. Because now all this, Li Tianyuan has not seen, in Lin Bai's heart, there is only nowhere to send sorrow.

"Elder martial brother, let's go to master's tomb to have a look?" Every plant and tree, with the shadow of that year, makes Lin Bai feel depressed. He was afraid that he would stay here again, and he would not be able to shed tears, and he would shovel a family member who came to Maoshan to celebrate the new year. He was so nervous that he would take up a spade to Zhang three and Lu Yan Zhao.

Lu Yanzhao has been waiting for this sentence since he went up the mountain. Although he is only a registered disciple of Li Tianyuan, his teacher's kindness is like a mountain. He is a teacher one day and a father all his life. I didn't know Li Tianyuan's whereabouts a few years ago. Now it's so easy to come to Maoshan. As a disciple, if he doesn't go to his mentor's grave to add some soil, how can he stand the torture of his conscience.

Without much words, Lu Yanzhao and Zhang Sanfeng took the sacrificial articles prepared before they went up the mountain, followed Lin Bai silently, and rushed to the location of the tomb. The expressions on the faces of the three brothers are the same, which makes people hurt.

From the Taoist temple to the secluded place where Li Tianyuan's tomb is located, although the road is rugged, the short distance has been planted in Lin Bai's heart like a seed. Even if he closes his eyes, he can find out where the location is.

After walking for a long time, the mountain suddenly opened up. A small mound suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The head of the tomb was covered with withered yellow grass. It was shivering in the cold wind. Between the light and shadow, it was like a thin Taoist in a blue shirt waving to the three brothers, calling their names and letting them close

"Master..." Seeing this mound, Lu Yanzhao couldn't bear the grief in his heart any longer. The old men of several decades were like children. Tears were like broken beads, dropping down on the dry ground. After falling to his knees with a puff, he slowly moved his knees and murmured: "no, I'm late, apprentice. I didn't see you last time!"

Seeing Lu Yanzhao's appearance, Zhang Sanfeng also knelt down on his knees and moved forward slowly to the front of the tomb with his knees. His head was heavily knocked on the hard ground, and old tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Elder martial brother, Shifu is the most open-minded person in his life. He is an old man under the ground. He certainly doesn't want to see us like this." With tears in his eyes, Lin Bai reached out to pick up the two elder martial brothers. Then he took out the sacrificial incense from his luggage and put it in front of and behind the tomb. He handed it to Chen Bai'an and said, "you are elder martial brother. Come and make incense for master!"

Zhang Sanfeng, speechless, wiped away the tears from his face, reached for the candle, lit it slowly, inserted it in front of the grave, led them, and said in one voice: "the unworthy disciples Zhang Sanfeng, Lu yanzhao, and Lin Bai have not returned to the mountain for several years, and they can't comfort the spirit of the master in heaven. It's really unfilial. Now they come back to worship their father. I hope you can see them."

Incense burning, curling smoke rising slowly, hovering over the tombs for a long time, unwilling to leave. After a long time, this wisp of fog slowly rose to the sky, just like a letter, the dark clouds of the affected sky slowly gathered, and then suddenly came down with snow. Snow flakes, like endless pieces of paper, diffuse between heaven and earth.

"Master, he knows that three of our brothers have come to see him." Although they knew that this was just a normal change of weather between heaven and earth, Lu Yanzhao and Zhang Sanfeng were still very excited. They put some paper money in yellow frames and burned them in front of the grave.

It's strange to say that even though the mountain breeze is blowing, the smoke from the yellow paper money frame is like a javelin, straight to the heaven and earth. The snow flakes, mixed with the burning debris of paper money and yellow mounting, hovered between the heaven and the earth, and then slowly fell down, but there was no trace of contamination on the three people. It was as if Li Tianyuan had a spirit in heaven and didn't want these things to pollute the disciples' clothes.

Looking at this scene, whether Lin Bai, Zhang Sanfeng or Lu yanzhao, who are used to the strong wind and waves, and have been walking on the edge of the cliff for countless times, they all seem to see the old man who is very kind to them again. In front of the grave, they are crying, sobbing and whistling. How sad is the situation.

It was not until the wind and snow roared, and there was a white mass between heaven and earth, that the worship ended. But even so, Lin Bai is unwilling to leave no matter how Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Yanzhao persuade each other.

You need to know that among the three, Zhang Sanfeng is an apprentice. But according to the unwritten rules of the Qimen River and lake, this kind of apprentice can never get the true biography of his school. However, Li Tianyuan has no such family opinion at all. He still tries his best to teach him skills. How can he repay his kindness! Now, when he criticizes the loess, he separates heaven and man. How can he not be heartbroken.Lu yanzhao, who survived the disaster that filled the land of China in those years, also relied on Li Tianyuan. Li Tianyuan is not so much his mentor as his Savior.

As for Lin Bai, he has the deepest affection for Li Tianyuan among the three. He was raised by Li Tianyuan since he was a child, and he has been practicing martial arts with him since he was a child. To him, Li Tianyuan is also a teacher and father. Even his feelings are deeper than those of some ordinary fathers and sons. There is no more sorrow in the world than that of a son who wants to be raised but not treated by his parents.

Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Yanzhao also understood why Lin Bai was so sad. After a long silence, they stopped persuading each other. Then they helped each other and left Lin Bai alone, giving him the chance to get along with Li Tianyuan alone.

After Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Yanzhao left, Lin Bai got up slowly, went to the grave and sat down. It's just like in the past. When it's cold in the winter, he and Li Tianyuan sit around the stove and listen to him talk about the past.

"Master, little bastard has come to see you. You won't blame me for not coming back for so many years, will you?" After shaking his head with a wry smile, Lin Bai reached out and took out two bottles of Maotai from his luggage. One bottle was dumped in front of the grave, and the other bottle poured down a few mouthfuls. He muttered to himself, "this is Maotai I stole from my old man. I know you love it. It's because you've taken me with you these years that you've pinched it. Now your apprentice is promising. You can drink as much as you want Throw one bottle at a time

"Shifu, I'm afraid you don't know that my elder martial brother and I are both promising people now. They have reached the realm of transforming the gods that my grandmaster said. I'm afraid you can't think of that. It's a pity that elder martial brother Yanzhao is still on the ridge of exploring the sky, and he hasn't been able to take that step. I'll try to help him take this last step when I have a chance, so that our heaven school can transform the three gods! "

"Master, there's something else I forgot to tell you. Your apprentice, I'm really proud of you now. I've found nine daughters-in-law, which is more imposing than Trinket! Besides, my daughters-in-law also gave birth to two fat grandchildren with you, and a few cubs stay in their stomachs. After a while, they should come to this world. "

"Master, why don't you talk? Do you blame me for not coming back to see you these years? Apprentice, I came back with so much wine and my wife and children, but why are you not here? "

After talking about the things that he had experienced in these years, Lin Bai could not help the tears in his eyes when he thought about the time he spent with Li Tianyuan. Just a few moments later, his cheeks were wet.

Ren Shi Lin Bai is a hero in front of outsiders, and how Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his color. But in front of Li Tianyuan, he is always the boy who pesters Li Tianyuan to talk about the glorious years; he is always the little boy.

Wine into the throat, unspeakable cold piercing. The cold wind was raging, and the snow flakes were flying. In an instant, the snow and mud were all over Lin Bai's head and body, and the snow flakes fell very gently. It's like Li Tianyuan's loving hand, gently touching the child who is full of yearning and guilt and has been crying.

It was only when everything between heaven and earth was completely engulfed by snow, and the whole mountain became completely white, and they could no longer distinguish the depth from the height, that hejia'er and Xia Xiaoqing found it with their children, and then they brought Lin Bai back to the Taoist temple.

Although Lin Bai smelled of wine all over his body, several women didn't complain. They knew that this was the result of Lin Bai's efforts to restrain his emotions. If it wasn't for his people who followed him to the mountains, I'm afraid that Lin Bai would surely accompany Li Tianyuan's tomb tonight. All his body would be covered with snow until dawn.

When we returned to the Taoist temple, the repair work was over. The weeds on the top of the Taoist temple were all removed; the old tiles were all replaced; the debris on the ground was also cleaned up, and the bluestone floor was shining in the snow; the smell of food and laughter were heard from the house, which was full of people's voices.

In his bleary eyes, Lin Bai felt that this Taoist temple was very strange, as if all the traces left here in the past had disappeared in the snow. Dispirited, his eyes tears can not help but overflow, that period of time, after all, sink in the snow, never go back.

Old hometown, deep vegetation, predestined fate, rooting is us!

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