Love 5: I have an immortal view

“I see……”

Su Bei held the Sanqing Jue in his right hand, exuding that ethereal aura all over his body.

From the girl’s mouth, he learned that the young man’s name is Zeng Aniu, which is very common and interesting.

It’s the same as the alias of the protagonist in a certain TV.

As for the girl, her name is Qiao Xun’er. Her parents died in a fire ten years ago, and her eyes were irreparably damaged there because of the high temperature.

“Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, layman, I didn’t expect that we would meet again.”

Su Bei’s eyes turned, and he looked at the young man who had just returned.

“You, why did you come to my house again? I told you, I don’t know Jingxuan at all! Besides, there is no such person in this village!”

The young man looked at the girl, and there was a surge of anger in his heart!

So many years have passed, he seems to have forgotten all that! Why did the people there show up today to break his current peaceful life?

“Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Layman, don’t be angry, hasn’t Pindao already said it? When Master passed away, he still missed Senior Brother Jingxuan, and Pindao came here just to fulfill Master’s last wish.”

Su Bei said calmly,

Although he didn’t know what the young man had experienced in these years, he knew that there seemed to be hatred and resentment in his heart, so he chose to escape in this way.

However, judging from his performance on the fishing boat just now, the young man still has memories of the Qingxu old way in his heart, and it seems to be placed in a relatively important position.

That’s why after hearing that the humble old man passed away, he couldn’t help being a little shocked and sad.

But soon, the young man’s emotions were calmed down by himself, so that Su Bei could not perceive what was going on in his heart.

“Brother A Niu, my little master told me just now, why don’t you go around and see if there is a person named Jingxuan in other people’s homes.”

“That Taoist Master Qingxu is also very pitiful. His most beloved disciple is gone, but he can only wash his face with tears every day, and there is no way to find him in the vast desert…”

The kind-hearted girl couldn’t help persuading the young man for Su Bei,

She couldn’t imagine how lonely and uncomfortable an old man looked after losing his only disciple.

And it can be heard from the voice, come here nowThe person who was looking for that Jingxuan seemed to be very young, giving her the feeling that he was only five or six years old.

But from the tone of her voice, she felt that perhaps this little Taoist priest might be a little older.

It’s just that she can’t see with her eyes, so she naturally has no way of knowing.

“Xun’er, our village is so big, how could the person he mentioned come? Maybe he found the wrong place, even if you ask me to ask everyone in the village, if there is no one or not…”

The young man’s heart shrank suddenly, as if he had been severely grabbed by someone.

“Brother Aniu…”

The girl seemed a little at a loss, and wanted to reach out to touch the young man, but there was a distance of about ten feet between them.

“Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, layman, you only need to ask about these things, I think Senior Brother Jingxuan, he should remember…”

Su Bei sighed slightly in his heart. Although he had already confirmed that the young man in front of him was Jingxuan, the other party did not admit it, and he had no choice.

I could only turn over with my right hand, and took out the wooden box containing various things from the system space.

Seeing this, the young man revealed some doubts in his eyes.

But when Su Bei opened it, his body couldn’t help trembling slightly as if struck by lightning.

Even his hands were clenched unconsciously, and his heartbeat became faster and faster!

“Okay! I’ll go!”

After a long time, the young man nodded heavily, took the wooden box from Su Bei’s hand, turned around and walked out of the yard!

“Master, whether Senior Brother Jingxuan is willing to see you or not is up to him…”

Looking at the figure of the young man going away, Su Bei couldn’t help but sighed slightly.

Holding the Sanqing Jue in his right hand, he stood in the courtyard and waited silently.

As for the young man, maybe he is looking for Jingxuan, or he is loafing somewhere.

But this is not important, as long as Jingxuan can see it, he believes that Jingxuan will give him an explanation for the specific answer, and also give Qingxu an explanation.

“Master…”

Outside the fishing village, the young man hid in a forest not far away with a small wooden box in his arms.

Regardless of the light rain falling in the sky, he hugged the box tightly and kept staring at the contents inside.

One after another, familiar gadgets gradually emerged from the depths of his memory, and there was even that figure back then, revealing kindness and kindness.

···Ask for flowers········

“I’m sorry…Master, even if I don’t hate you, I can’t go back. The former Jingxuan is dead, and now I’m just A Niu, Zeng A Niu who belongs to Yan’er…”

The young man reached out and picked up a rattle, and started to shake it gently.

He was three years old that year. The old man used the animal skins and tools in exchange for the antidote pills to carve this toy for him, which was also the first toy in his life.

Although his memory of that part has long been blurred, he remembers this wave drum very clearly.

It is exactly the same as before, there is no difference at all, no, maybe it has an extra layer, an indescribable patina.

That kind of special luster that can only be formed on the surface after a long time of playing.

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“Master, please forgive the disciple, and please forgive the disciple for being unfilial…”

He once hated why the humble old man didn’t save him, and also hated why the Qingxu old man didn’t come to him.

Even because of the hatred and resentment in his heart, he buried that memory deeply in his heart, neither telling anyone nor recalling it.

It wasn’t until today that he realized that he still cared about that person in his heart.

About half an hour later,

“Little master, I’m sorry, I’ve already asked. The person you’re looking for isn’t in the village. You… go back…”

Wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, the young man slowly walked back from outside the yard with a small wooden box in his arms.

His tone was still very flat, as if the contents of this wooden box had nothing to do with him at all.

“Oh? Is there no senior brother Jingxuan here?”

Su Bei’s eyes flickered slightly, and he reached out to take the wooden box from the young man’s hand.

I didn’t see any movement from him. I saw that the wooden box was already wet by the rain, and it became dry at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“In that case, I will keep this wooden box with the layman. If there is a chance, I will ask the layman to hand it over to Senior Brother Jingxuan and tell him that Master is waiting for him…”

“Before tomorrow, the poor will be waiting for him by the river. If he is willing to go back to see the master, he can come to the river to find the poor…”

Su Bei wasn’t talking nonsense, he glanced at the young man, and put the wooden box in his hand under the eaves next to him.

His figure also left quietly from the courtyard of the attic of the wooden house… Shi.