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Yin Xiu and Chu Chenzi sat and chatted in Taiyuan Hall for a long time, and Chu Chenzi also completely confirmed Yin Xiu's identity. n∈,
About half an hour later, Yin Xiu once again proposed that he wanted to pay homage to Chuchenzi's grandfather, Wang Changping.
Chuchenzi naturally agreed and immediately went to prepare some incense and other things. Then he personally led Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing to Wang Changping's cemetery.
When the three of them arrived at the cemetery on the top of the mountain, Chuchenzi quickly pointed to a tomb and said, "This is my grandfather's tomb."
Yin Xiu lowered his head and looked at the tombstone. Wang Changping's name was indeed engraved on it.
"Brother Changping, I'm back to see you..."
Yin Xiu stood in front of Wang Changping's tombstone and whispered to the tomb.
Ning Yuejing stood quietly behind Yin Xiu, and she could feel the feeling of reluctance and remembrance shown on Yin Xiu at this moment.
Xiaoman didn't bother Yin Xiu at this time. He stayed on Ning Yuejing's shoulder obediently and looked at Yin Xiu with his small black eyes.
Xiaopi just squatted at Ning Yuejing's feet, looking very obedient.
When Chuchenzi heard Yin Xiu's words, he sighed slightly, looked at his grandfather's grave with a bit of sadness, and then put down the incense, candlelight, paper and other objects in his hand.
Then he silently began to clean up some weeds and low trees growing in front of the tombstone.
Yin Xiu stood in front of the grave and looked at the tombstone, stood quietly for a moment, and then said to Chuchenzi: "Let me do it. I have been separated from Brother Changping for so many years, and now he is lying here quietly sleeping, so let me This old friend who has never come to pay homage to him in these years should clean up the weeds for him with his own hands and cultivate a handful of loess for his resting place... "
A trace of inexplicable sadness gradually rose up in Yin Xiu's heart unconsciously.
I thought that after so many years, I only had a few memories of my old friends left in my heart. Especially since I had already expected that all my old friends from back then would have passed away.
However, at this moment, when Yin Xiuzhen was standing in front of the grave of his old friend, quietly looking at the name on the tombstone that made him particularly dazzling, he could not help but feel a touch of sadness in his heart.
Yin Xiu's eyes seemed to reappear in the scene when he first met the middle-aged Wang Changping when he was young and energetic. I think of the picture of them competing in martial arts and swordplay, and the friendship between brothers without any barriers...
Like the humble gentleman back then. Brother Changping, full of elegant and free-spirited demeanor, appeared in his mind as if it were yesterday, but what he saw before him was the grave where he had rested for a long time.
The old friends back then are now separated by yin and yang. This tomb in front of me. That tombstone and the loess that buried his bones separated them into two different worlds.
Ning Yuejing, Xiaoman, and Xiaopi who were beside Yin Xiu could clearly feel the deep and indescribable sentimentality exuding from Yin Xiu.
Ning Yuejing hesitated for a moment. His green and white face wrinkled slightly, and he bit his lower lip lightly. Finally, he stepped forward slightly and stretched out his little hand to hold Yin Xiu's palm.
"Master..."
Xiaoman and Xiaopi also looked at Yin Xiu and shouted softly.
"Gahji."
"Ouch."
Xiao Man jumped directly onto Yin Xiu's shoulders, opened his little paws and hugged Yin Xiu's neck, and gently swayed his big furry tail from side to side.
Xiaopi ran to Yin Xiu's feet, looked up at Yin Xiu, and rubbed his head against Yin Xiu's calf...
Even the spirit that had been hiding in Ning Yuejing's trouser pocket couldn't help but poke his head out and blinked his big eyes. Looking at Yin Xiu, he let out a cry of "beep".
Yin Xiu looked at Xiao Jing and the three little ones, knowing that they wanted to comfort him, so he couldn't help but smile, reached out and patted the little hand Xiao Jing was holding, and said, "Don't worry, Master just saw The grave of an old friend is just a little sentimental..."
After saying that, Yin Xiu raised his hand again and rubbed Xiaoman who was holding his neck on his shoulder. He also smiled at Xiaopi Youling, who was looking up at him at his feet.
Chuchenzi next to him heard what Yin Xiu said. I couldn't help but look up at him and sighed silently. Immediately, his eyes glanced slightly curiously at Ling, whose hands were resting on the edge of Ning Yuejing's pants pocket.
The spirit had been hidden before. Suddenly seeing the spirit emerge, Chuchenzi would naturally be a little curious and surprised.
But he only glanced at it. Didn't ask any more questions.
At this time, Yin Xiu signaled Xiaojing to let go of his hand, then squatted down and took over Chuchenzi's action of weeding in front of his grandfather's tombstone.
Yin Xiu did not use magic, but used his own hands to pull out the weeds one by one.
Yin Xiu's movements were not fast. For him, weeding was not the purpose. In other words, he is not just weeding, but more of an inner relief for himself.
I hope this can make up for some of the regrets of not being able to see my old friends again in this life.
While pulling out the weeds in front of the grave with both hands, Yin Xiu gradually felt that his state of mind was constantly changing slightly while he was silent.
It's as if some of the missing things were gradually being filled in. Although there is no sublimation of his state of mind, it does make him feel that he has taken a small step towards a certain goal...
Seeing that Yin Xiu wanted to complete this with his own hands, Ning Yuejing was unconsciously affected by Yin Xiu's emotions and felt a little sentimental. She bit her lower lip and watched him silently remove the weeds and low trees. The trees were uprooted, but no one came up to help.
As for Chuchenzi, because of Yin Xiu's words before, he didn't intervene anymore and let Yin Xiu clear the overgrown vegetation on the grave by himself.
It took Yin Xiu more than half an hour to completely clear away some vegetation. During the entire process, he did not use any spells, nor did he use even a trace of his true energy.
After clearing away the overgrown vegetation, Yin Xiu repaired the slightly loose soil on the tomb with his hands. After being busy for about an hour, Yin Xiu stopped.
After completing this matter, Yin Xiu stood in front of the tomb, looking at the clean and tidy tomb that he had repaired, and couldn't help but exhale slightly.
It was as if I had finally accomplished something that I had been thinking about for a long time, and I felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation. It was as if part of the burden on my shoulders had been lifted, and it suddenly became much easier.
At this time, Chuchenzi, who had been standing by the side, suddenly said: "If my grandfather is alive in heaven and can see you clearing away these weeds for him and repairing his tomb, I think my grandfather will be very happy. , I will also be very happy to have a close friend like you... "
Hearing Chuchenzi's words, Yin Xiu turned to look at him and said softly: "With Brother Changping's free and easy attitude, if a spirit could see him, I think he would drink wine, dance with swords, splash ink, and write calligraphy and paintings. "
"Um!"
Izuku nodded vigorously.
At that moment, Yin Xiu squatted down in front of Wang Changping's tombstone again, took the incense and other things that Chuchenzi had brought from the side, lit a pile of paper and placed it in front of the tombstone, and then lit the incense...
"Brother Changping, in this life I will never be able to drink and discuss swords with you again. I won't be able to see your heroic brush strokes again. I won't be able to ask you to paint another portrait for me. It's really a regret in my life."
"More than eighty years have passed, and now you and I, brothers, are separated by yin and yang. However, I still hope to tell my brother here that there was nothing wrong with my adventure back then. Not only has I successfully broken through the shackles of ultimate cultivation, , and now it has reached a level that we could not imagine back then... "
"If my brother is alive in heaven, I also hope that after hearing this, he will be happy for me and drink three hundred cups to celebrate!"
Yin Xiu stood in front of Wang Changping's grave, looked at the tombstone very solemnly, and said.
Then, Yin Xiu pulled Ning Yuejing to his side and said to her: "Xiao Jing, come here, you can also give your uncle a few sticks of incense."
"Okay, Master!"
Ning Yuejing responded obediently, picked up a few sticks of incense from the side, and threw a lot of paper into the still burning paper fire in front of the tombstone.
After lighting the incense, he bowed respectfully to the tombstone a few times before placing the incense in his hand in front of the tombstone.
Chuchenzi also burned some paper money for his grandfather, put some incense sticks on it and worshiped him.
Afterwards, he spoke to Yin Xiu again, took some incense, paper money and the like, and walked to the other side to worship his father.
Yin Xiu stayed in front of Wang Changping's grave for a long time, burning the paper and talking in a low voice, as if talking to an old friend.
Most of what he said was about past events with Wang Changping when he was young.
Rather than saying these words to Wang Changping, it is better to say that he said these words to himself.
Ning Yuejing, Xiaoman and the other little guys had been waiting quietly beside Yin Xiu. It was not until about one o'clock in the afternoon that Yin Xiu left with Ning Yuejing and Chuchenzi and returned to Taiqing. View.
After returning to Taiqing Temple, Chuchenzi immediately had some lunch prepared for Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing.
After lunch, Chuchenzi sat with Yin Xiu and drank some tea. After taking a short rest, he said: "Uncle, there are many paintings and calligraphy left behind by my grandfather. Do you want to take a look? "
In terms of seniority, Yin Xiu indeed deserves the title of 'uncle' from Chuchenzi.
Many of the paintings and calligraphy left by Wang Changping were related to Yin Xiu, so he asked Yin Xiu to take a look at those paintings and calligraphy.
"That's fine!"
Yin Xiu also really wanted to see some of the figure paintings that Wang Changping painted for him, especially the letters he sent to Wang Changping. It can be regarded as seeing things and thinking about people.
Yin Xiu didn't have a storage ring back then, and it was impossible for him to bring letters and other things sent to him by Wang Changping or others when he went to the world of cultivation, so he naturally didn't save them. (To be continued.)
ps: Today is the winter solstice. . . However, the author just ate the lunch box. . . .
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