creak…

Su Bei pushed open the door of the living room, walked straight to the cabinet in the room,

It was left by the old Taoist priest. Besides some clothes, there was another small box inside.

Just like the one in the old man’s hands last time, the outside of this small box also seemed to be covered with pulp. It looked a little shiny, full of time and that indescribable smell.

Not only did Su Bei’s light flicker slightly, seeing the old Taoist’s clothes, he couldn’t help but think of that slightly lonely figure.

I stayed in this desert for almost my whole life, repeating the same thing over and over again.

This is his ideal and his obsession…

However, the contents of this wooden box are the old Taoist’s guilt and hidden pain.

At least in Su Bei’s memory, the old Taoist seldom mentioned things about Jingxuan to him, and sometimes he brought them along in just one sentence.

And most of the time, the old Taoist was alone in the room, silently holding the box and weeping.

Even about Jingxuan, a large part of it was also secretly seen or heard by Su Bei.

Slightlysqueak~

Su Bei took the wooden box and put it on the table. After opening it, there were some “toys” made of wood.

There are rattles, a wooden spinning top, and some carved toys like wooden horses and cows.

Although there are also in Northern Jiangsu, the ones placed in this wooden box are the ones left by Jingxuan back then.

The old Taoist seemed to cherish it very much, and made a wooden box to keep all these good memories.

Just like the wooden box, everything in this box has a kind of patina that looks like it has been painted with transparent paint. When placed under the light, it looks shiny.

“Master, in order to find seniors, disciples can only use them…”

Su Bei casually picked up the carved wood ornaments from the wooden box. Although the carving was not very good, it looked a bit rough.

But Su Bei knew that the old Taoist had chiseled it bit by bit with a knife, and it contained the old Taoist’s love for Jingxuan.

Even he himself has a memory that belongs to him.

It’s just that Su Bei buried it and put it in the mountain grave of the old Taoist priest.

Although the memories are beautiful, they are sad, not to mention the situation at that time, Su Bei seemed to be planning to leave here with the little monkey…

“Cause and effect are orderly, fate is impermanent, guiding spells, opening the door of all mysteries…”

With a wave of his right hand, talisman paper, brushes and cinnabar appeared on the table in front of Su Bei.

After writing a guide talisman on the spot, he picked up the talisman paper and began to chat with the wood carving in his hand just now.

The orange flames burned, quickly enveloping the wood carvings, and gradually a little blue smoke emerged.

As the flame danced, the plumes of blue smoke gradually outlined a disc shape in front of his eyes.

With the previous experience, Su Bei naturally knew that the place where his senior brother Jingxuan was located would soon appear on the disk.

So many years have passed in a flash, and Su Bei already has some guesses about Jingxuan’s life and death.

Even the old Taoist priests probably understood that after being blown away by the tornado, Jingxuan seemed to be in danger.

It’s just that the old Taoist didn’t want to believe it, and he didn’t want to give up. In other words, Jingxuan from back then still lives in his heart.

Without taking his eyes off, Su Bei stared at the disc outlined by the green smoke, and a picture gradually emerged from the middle.

However, it was completely different from what he had imagined. There was no endless desert in the picture, but a jungle full of trees.

With a slight breeze, the leaves and branches swayed slightly, and a bush almost completely covered the ground.

However, Su Bei’s gaze still caught some traces very easily. Even if it was covered by bushes, he still saw the ground of the forest without any yellow sand at all.

Su Bei’s eyes froze for a moment, he never expected that senior brother Jingxuan would be blown so far by the tornado,

If his expectations are correct, this mountain forest should not be at the edge of the desert, otherwise it is impossible for the ground to not have any gravel.

However, following the change of the disc outlined by the guide, a young man in his twenties gradually appeared in the picture.

The figure of this man was somewhat burly, carrying a bunch of bananas that had just been picked from the tree on his back, shuttled through the woods, and walked towards a certain location.

And as the figure of that Tao moved forward, the picture displayed by the guide symbol also moved quietly.

“This……”

Su Bei’s gaze was dull,

It never occurred to him that after being blown away by the tornado back then, Jingxuan really did not die. Not only did he survive, but he also lived a very good life in the world outside the desert.

Although it seems that his life is relatively poor, at least he is still living in a certain corner of the world as the old Taoist expected.

“Master, Senior Brother Jingxuan is still alive…”

Su Bei’s figure walked out of the Taoist temple and came to the old Taoist’s mountain grave, his eyes revealed a little complexity.

I don’t know why, but since he saw that Jingxuan was still alive, his mind seemed to have relaxed a little at this moment.

“Don’t worry, this disciple will go and get the brother back for 700, so that you can see him again…”

As the breeze blew, the willow tree growing in front of the old Taoist’s grave swayed slowly, resembling the scene when the old Taoist stood in the setting sun, looked at the desert, and looked forward to Jingxuan’s return.

“Senior brother Jingxuan, after twelve years, I don’t know if you still remember the concept of longevity, but you still remember Master…”

Su Bei’s eyes flickered slightly, and a wisp of green smoke fluttered from his head, gradually outlining a figure that was just like him.

Time in the Taoist temple is still at a standstill, and the little monkey and little fox are still motionless in the living room.

However, his incarnation time has come. If he wants to leave again, he can only rebuild an incarnation.

Without any words, after the avatar was condensed by his side, he walked directly into the Taoist temple, returned to the main hall and sat cross-legged.

And Su Bei himself, following the butterfly transformed from the guiding rune, walked towards Jingxuan’s direction.

It wasn’t until his figure and the butterfly disappeared that the entire Taoist temple that had been stopped gradually resumed its original time trajectory.

The little monkey and the little fox, regarding what happened just nowI don’t know the situation at all.

It’s as if they went to “Jingxuan” in the city with Zhuge Dali and the others and never came back…



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