The Spring Festival, the Spring Festival in Shenwu World is the same as the previous life, it is the most important festival of the year.
The entire Qingyun Temple fell into a sea of joy.
Qingyun Temple is a Taoist temple, but at this time of year, children are the happiest. On this day, even the Fourth Senior Sister Yue Qinglan from the branch at the foot of the mountain will bring more than twenty female disciples to the mountain to celebrate the New Year.
The view is full of children running wildly and playing.
Taoist Huogong and Taoist Qingsong in the temple are the busiest people. From the first day to the fifteenth day of the new year, for half a month, they have to prepare the best meals for the nearly 100 people in Qingyun Temple.
Ye Qingxuan was carrying a wine gourd, which was a gift from his second senior brother Qing Yan, and it was refilled with the best Fen wine in Qingyang Town. Best wine ever bought.
Although Ye Qingxuan is casual, he never refuses to be casual when it comes to eating and drinking. In the previous life, it was a gluttonous problem, but in this life, it has become even more serious.
Ye Qingxuan shook his body, hummed a messy tune, and rushed to the place he had already planned, walking leisurely.
…
Today is the Spring Festival!
I don't know if there is such a festival in heaven...
I don't know if my father, mother and sister in the sky are doing well now, will anyone bully them again...
Xiao Yunfeng sat alone on the roof, looking at the sky, his whole body curled up unconsciously, and he hugged his arms tightly. It seemed that only this kind of movement could remind him of the feeling of being hugged by his family back then.
Father, mother, sister... Feng'er's heart hurts so much...
Inadvertently, tears were streaming down my face.
Clothes sounded...
Ye Qingxuan came floating in a green shirt...
"coincidence!"
Ye Qingxuan sat down by Xiao Yunfeng's side.
Without making a sound, Xiao Yunfeng turned his head and quietly wiped away the tears on his cheeks... When he turned back, he was as indifferent as ever...
"I don't know if the Spring Festival is also celebrated in the sky?" Ye Qingxuan moaned, the cool evening breeze made people very comfortable.
Xiao Yunfeng was taken aback for a moment, it was a question he had just thought about.
Ye Qingxuan turned his head and asked softly: "Yunfeng, is there something on your mind?"
"No-"
"But you always look preoccupied..."
"What does it have to do with you?"
Xiao Yunfeng got bored for no reason, stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to leave...
It's still so cool - Ye Qingxuan looked at Xiao Yunfeng's back and thought with a smile.
"The way you are now, the relatives in the sky will not be happy..."
Xiao Yunfeng stopped abruptly, turned around numbly, and looked at Ye Qingxuan in shock.
"If you look like this, you will never be able to take revenge for the rest of your life—" Ye Qingxuan smiled and said another sentence that made Xiao Yunfeng furious.
"Shut up—" Xiao Yunfeng clenched his fists tightly, feeling a dull pain in his chest. "What do you know? Do you know my family? Why do you say they will be unhappy? You know what I've been through? Why do you say that? Why do you say I can't get revenge? You're just such a bad idea The spoiled little uncle who grew up here, don't pretend to understand me very well, you don't need to meddle in my affairs!"
Xiao Yunfeng growled viciously at Ye Qingxuan like a little wolf.
The anger hidden in Yunfeng's heart erupted like a volcano.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the angry Xiao Yunfeng firmly, and said lightly: "I understand you—not because I pretend to be noble, but because I am the same as you—"
"ah?"
Xiao Yunfeng was taken aback, the little master is the same as me? What's the same
"I'm the same as you—Yunfeng, my whole family was killed, and I bear blood and blood..."
Like a bolt of lightning struck him, Xiao Yunfeng's consciousness went blank for a moment...
What? The same is true for the little-little uncle? Like me, there are no relatives in the world anymore
Looking at the smiling Ye Qingxuan in front of him, who seemed to have grown up in happiness, Xiao Yunfeng was a little lost...Since you are burdened with the same blood feud, why, why do you live so happy, so happy
"Do you want to hear me chatter about trivial matters?" Ye Qingxuan shook the wine gourd in his hand, and invited: "I have wine here, you haven't had a bar yet? How can a man not drink?"
"okay… "
Xiao Yunfeng sat back almost subconsciously. This enigmatic little uncle has always exuded a seductive smell, which can make anyone relax, and at the same time, has a very mysterious temperament, which makes people addicted to it unconsciously , although he will not be regarded as a friend immediately, it is difficult to regard him as an enemy. An air of pure, sunny warmth.
Gollum—
Cough cough - cough cough -
Xiao Yunfeng, who was drinking for the first time, naturally choked on the wine.
So spicy—strange, why does this stuff taste good to everyone
After just one sip, Xiao Yunfeng already felt his face was hot.
"Hee hee, it's like this the first time you drink—don't stop, you'll appreciate the beauty of it if you drink again—"
In doubt, Xiao Yunfeng took another sip.
"Where do I start? Forget it, let's start from the night when my whole family was silenced... That year was autumn, the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. At that time, I was less than one year old..."
"Huh?... Less than one year old?..."
"Yeah... Let me tell you a secret that no one knows. Your little uncle, I am a genius. I can remember things not long after I was born. The old man Lingxu always thought that I didn't know who the enemy was. In fact, I was I can see clearly... ”
"Huh?"
"This is a big secret, don't tell others easily—"
"Eh? About...about you knowing about the enemy?..."
"Come on - that 'I'm a genius' thing of course..."
"Okay... okay, it seems..."
"Is it difficult? I'm a genius, do I show it clearly?... Oh, it's rare that I still feel that I am very low-key..."
"I… "
Xiao Yunfeng was really speechless to this narcissistic little uncle, so he began to listen in silence.
In the middle of the night, the entire Qingyun Temple began to slowly fall silent.
Although there are still people watching the year, most of the children are tired from playing...
The entire Qingyun Temple fell asleep...
Ye Qingxuan flicked the gourd in his hand, and found that there was not much wine left.
After all, it was for the purpose of enlightenment, Ye Qingxuan drank very little, most of the Fenjiu poured into Xiao Yunfeng's stomach.
Xiao Yunfeng's face was flushed at this time, his eyes were blurred, and he suddenly curled his head between his knees. The shoulders twitched and shrugged.
Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly, but he was not surprised, and said in a warm voice: "Yunfeng, the little uncle is here, if you have something on your mind, just say it."
"Little uncle, isn't Yunfeng very useless?"
Ye Qingxuan felt compassionate, and sighed: "Young uncle, how can you be as strong as you? In fact, I have been evading the responsibility of revenge, but you can face it calmly and stand in my heart. Little uncle admires you very much!"
Ye Qingxuan approached Xiao Yunfeng, hugged Yunfeng's shoulder, and patted him hard. Said: "In fact, you are a great man, how can you say that you are useless?"
This night was something that Ye Qingxuan had prepared for a long time. It seemed that they met by chance, but in fact they had been planning for a long time.
In the jug of wine that he just drank, there were some mind-soothing medicines mixed in, which would make it easier for people to relax their defenses and open their hearts. This was Ye Qingxuan's way of dealing with Xiao Yunfeng's serious defenses. The reason is nothing more than Xiao Yunfeng's knot in his heart.
"I was so scared... so scared... I didn't dare to act, I didn't dare to save my sister, I didn't dare to save my parents... I was like a coward, hiding there, watching my family members being killed... I was so useless! I Hate myself so much..."
"Nonsense! Do you know? Your family didn't let you out, your family let you hide, otherwise why wouldn't they shout your name and ask you to save them..."
"Yes, is it? Is that so, little uncle?" Xiao Yunfeng stared directly at Ye Qingxuan with his eyes widened.
Ye Qingxuan nodded firmly.
"Your family members know where you are hiding... They know that even if you go out, you will die... Your family members, even if they were facing death, did not call your name, and your sister, even if they saw you, did not plead with you To save her... Why? Don't you know what it is for? They let you live, live well, let you remember those scenes, remember the faces of those enemies... They expect you to live until you are able to avenge them On that day... They want you to avenge them, not to let you live in pain and torture yourself... Your family will be very heartbroken because their good son and brother didn't practice martial arts hard, and they don't want to think about it. How can I avenge them, but focus on hurting myself and evading responsibility... "
"I... I, I didn't!"
Xiao Yunfeng began to cry...
"You have—they love you more than their own life, and you're just here to blame yourself..."
"But I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The more Xiao Yunfeng cried, the harder he cried.
"Cry... cry hard... cry out all your sorrow..."
Xiao Yunfeng cried bitterly as if no one was around, all the grievances, all the regrets, were aroused in the tears, the voices and smiles of his parents and sister appeared one by one in front of Xiao Yunfeng, Xiao Yunfeng cried, just like when he was a child, he willfully directed at his relatives crying...
Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to interrupt, and listened quietly.
"After this night, you don't have any right to cry. What you have is that the living bear the responsibility of the dead, and live well for them..."
The night wind blew across the courtyard, rolled up the remaining sandalwood, and touched the tip of his nose lightly. Ye Qingxuan raised his head and sighed, thinking of his relatives who could not be seen again in another world, his nose couldn't help but feel sore.
Dad, Mom... I'm in another world, it's fine...
Qingyun Temple, the night is quiet and serene. It's hard to imagine the liveliness and joy during the day...
It's more like a dream now.
A real dream.
Ye Qingxuan looked up to the sky and sighed, but his heart was blank.
There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart. After all the relatives of Xiao Yunfeng died, his heart was already dead. It is difficult to let Xiao Yunfeng let go of his depression and forget his hatred. He is very stubborn, not like a child. Facing the blood feud in the family, it is difficult to replace this blood feud with a better ideal. Ye Qingxuan has no choice but to make the most of the situation so that he can face his hatred correctly and vent the resentment in his heart to his enemy instead of himself .
Such an excellent child has such a sad childhood, which is embarrassing.
Xiao Yunfeng cried for a long time, and gradually lost his strength.
Ye Qingxuan put his hand on Xiao Yunfeng's back, and put his palm on the position behind his heart, pouring in a steady stream of abundant and pure genuine energy.
Xiao Yunfeng's face relaxed, he closed his eyes, showing a comfortable and peaceful expression.
Ye Qingxuan felt relieved, and said, "It's ok—"
A soft sigh came from not far away, and Taoist Qingyan stood up in a flash.
"Little brother, thank you—"
"They are all my disciples, why should you be so polite—"
"This is a poor child..." Taoist Qingyan sighed.
Ye Qingxuan kept silent, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said lightly: "Here... I will leave it to the senior brother, I am tired..."
Daoist Qingyan sighed, and said in a magnetic voice, "Sleep well, everything will be different tomorrow."
Night, long and quiet...
Mood, a little sad, but more happy...
After tonight is the New Year!
After tonight, it is also Yunfeng's new life...
Yunfeng, my little uncle believes that you will definitely fulfill your long-cherished wish...
live well...
for the dead—