Love 5: I have an immortal view

Su Bei’s figure floated away, leaving only an understatement and a bit of spirituality in the back in the pattering spring rain.

“Xun’er, let’s go in first, it’s very windy outside, don’t catch a cold…”

It wasn’t until Su Bei’s figure completely disappeared that the young man turned his gaze back, and walked to the eaves at the same time, carefully putting away the wooden box.

“Brother A Niu, otherwise… otherwise, go back and have a look…”

The girl shook her head, her pair of eyes couldn’t see anythingJian’s eyes moved in the direction Su Bei left just now.

In a daze, she seemed to see the little Taoist just now, standing on the river bank outside the village and waiting…

“Xun’er, Jingxuan is dead. He died in that sandstorm back then. Now I am only Zeng Aniu…”

The young man hugged the wooden box. In the end, at 700, he still had no intention of going back.

Jingxuan is dead. As early as twelve years ago, he had already died in the desert.

Even if he escaped the sandstorm and the tornado, his heart died at that time.

He couldn’t forget the figure of the old Taoist Qingxu going away, and he couldn’t forget his almost dead feeling in the desert.

“Brother A Niu, can you really let go? After all, he is your master and your only relative…”

The girl stretched out her hand and pulled the young man over.

She touched it, and he was still holding a wooden box tightly in his hand, which was very slippery and round.

It was as if this wooden box had been held in someone’s arms all the time before it gradually became what it is today.

“Xun’er, you are my relative now, and there is no need to say anything, I have made up my mind!”

The young man closed his eyes, put the wooden box in his hand back under the eaves just now, and let the rain fall from the sky to completely wet it, and he remained indifferent.

“Brother Aniu…”

“Stop talking, let’s go in!”

The young man’s attitude was firm, and he led the girl into the house. At this time, the rain in the sky became more and more dense, and he was very worried that the girl was caught in the rain outside and caught the cold.

The night is getting darker,

Some villagers who returned found that at the bank of the Yanbo River, there was a white figure at some point, standing there motionless, as if waiting for something.

Some people went to ask, and some just watched from a distance. Some even sent umbrellas to the trailhead, and some invited the trailhead to the village to rest.

But he rejected them all one by one.

Despite the wind and rain in the sky, not a single drop of rain fell on him, and even the aura in his body was ethereal, almost blending with the entire world.

Only then did the name of the village know that the little Taoist priest in white standing motionless by the river was probably the legendary master.

But no one dared to disturb him, and no one dared to talk behind his back.

That kind of artistic conception of being one with the heaven and the earth makes people almost unable to bear the urge to worship in their hearts!

In the distance, the young man was standing in the yard, looking at the figure on the river bank. His heart was a little complicated and he couldn’t bear it.

But he knew that the wind and rain had absolutely no effect on that little Taoist priest.

The wind and rain are not close, and the water flows without trace. His junior is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Lighting a fire and cooking as usual, the young man and the girl sat at the table and ate,

“Brother A Niu, I heard from Aunt Zhang that the head of the trail hasn’t left yet, and has been standing by the river outside our village waiting, otherwise, why don’t you invite him in?”

“No, he doesn’t need us to worry.”

The young man shook his head,

It’s just that he hopes in his heart that Su Bei can’t stand the heavy rain and leave quickly.

After all, his junior is too young, like the little tiger in the yard next door to him, probably no more than six years old.

“But……”

“Don’t worry, Xun’er, he will leave naturally if he can’t stay any longer, and the villagers also sent him an umbrella and food just now, everything will be fine…”

The young man comforted the girl. As for those things that Su Bei confiscated, he didn’t explain in detail.

“Go to bed early, let’s talk about it tomorrow morning if you have anything to do.”

After tidying up the kitchen, the young man sent the girl back to her own room, and then he sat by the window of the room, looking towards the direction of the river.

It’s just that the sky seems to be completely dark now. There is no moonlight or any lights in the village. From a distance, there is only blackness on the river bank.

After a long time, the young man fell asleep,

It’s just that he had a dream, dreaming of his master, and dreaming of the Taoist temple he escaped from…

The old Taoist priest was still very kind. He took him to meditate every day in the main hall of the Taoist temple, planted saplings, and greened the desert there.

It wasn’t until the next morning that the young man woke up from that dream.

At this time, he found that the pillow towel he slept on last night had been wet with tears at some point, and he felt very uncomfortable, with an indescribable sadness.

“It’s gone? How could it be gone?”

The young man opened the door and walked out. The rain outside was still falling, but the wooden box he put under the eaves yesterday was nowhere to be seen.

His heart was instantly flustered, and he didn’t care about the heavy rain outside, so he searched in the yard directly, but he searched the whole yard, but he still couldn’t find where the wooden box was.

But that little Taoist, just like last night, was still standing by the river, motionless, and was still flying down from the rain from the sky, and he didn’t make any unnecessary movements.

“Brother Aniu, what’s wrong?”

After the girl heard the voice, she walked out of the room.

“It’s gone, the wooden box is gone…”

Some dejected young people looked at the girl, and kept murmuring that the wooden box was gone, as if at this moment, his heart followed the wooden box.It’s like losing a child.

“Brother Aniu, I didn’t lose it, I didn’t lose it. I, I put it away last night. With such heavy rain, I’m worried that it will be damaged.”

The girl was at a loss, worried that the young man would blame her.

“Xun’er, you…”

It was only then that the young man realized that the girl’s clothes seemed to be still wet, and there was something wrong with her face.

“Why are you so stupid? Hurry up, hurry up and get into the house, I’ll get you clean clothes…”

At this moment, the young man cried,

The girl was drenched in the rain last night, and her forehead seemed to be a little hot. As for the clothes, he usually prepared them for the girl in the box.

Last night, without him preparing the clothes, she didn’t need to think about it and knew that after her clothes got wet, she could only sleep in wet clothes all night.

“Brother A Niu, I’m fine, Master’s box is here…”

The girl groped to the side cabinet and took out the wooden box inside.

The young man wiped away his tears, carefully held the wooden box, and slowly opened it.

I saw a colorful butterfly slowly flapping its wings and flying out of it…