Rebel Demon King

Chapter 667 That spring, except for the flowers blooming is not true (3)

(Thanks to the "Start Le" boss for rewarding another [-] starting coins)

Cheng Mo was holding the slightly messy bunch of daisies and standing on the side of the narrow concrete road with an umbrella. His eyes fell on the mountains. Between the rows of green pines and cypresses were rows of black tombstones. They were quiet Standing still, looking at the Xiangjiang River winding north in the rain.

One of the tombstones belonged to his father Cheng Yongze.

At this time, Teacher Shen and her father Shen Ping were standing not far away, with a black umbrella covering Teacher Shen's head, and Shen Ping, who was holding the umbrella, was already soaked.The communication between the two didn't seem smooth, as if they didn't have much to say to each other.Cheng Mo can't eavesdrop on what the two father and daughter are talking about. He knows that reconciliation won't happen overnight, but Cheng Mo thinks it's a good start.

After a while, Cheng Mo heard the sound of high-heeled shoes, Cheng Mo turned his head, and saw Mrs. Shen stepping on white high-heeled shoes and rushing into the rain curtain, walking towards her quickly, the raindrops hit her flawlessly Shen Ping looked at her back with embarrassment in the rain.

Cheng Mo stepped forward and welcomed Mr. Shen under the umbrella. Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen took his arm without any hesitation, pressed against his body tightly, and led him to Luo Jiayi's cemetery.

Cheng Mo noticed Shen Ping's astonished expression, and just when the three of them were about to pass each other, he opened his mouth and waved his hands, as if he wanted to say something and then grabbed Teacher Shen, but in the end he looked at Teacher Shen's face, slumped He put down his hand and turned his head away.

After passing by Shen Ping, Cheng Mo said helplessly, "Is this okay?"

Shen Daoyi snorted coldly and said, "What's wrong? This is called self-eating!"

Cheng Mo could only shake his head.

Shen Dao raised his hand, and pinched Cheng Mo's arm fiercely, "What are you shaking your head for? You plot against me, I haven't settled with you yet!"

Cheng Mo didn't expect Shen Daoyi's sudden ruthlessness, and he couldn't help but blurted out "Oops", turned his head and saw that the arm at the sleeve of the short sleeve was already a little red, and Cheng Mo didn't make any excuses, "I'm doing this for your own good. " and the like.

He is not qualified, he thinks, maybe this is more for Shen Youyi's benefit.

Cheng Mo just glanced at his arm and didn't speak. The two of them walked for a short distance in the noisy rain. Said in a tone: "Little Momo! You won't be angry, will you?"

Cheng Mo shook his head and said lightly, "Am I so easy to get angry?"

"Then why don't you talk?" Shen Dao asked.

"It's still brewing." Cheng Mo said.

"Student Cheng Xiaomo, please don't tell me any more big truths. I understand all of these, but I just can't get over the hurdle in my heart."

Cheng Mo felt something, he turned his head and glanced at Shen Daoyi, her expression seemed indifferent, but there was an unspeakable sadness and loneliness in her eyes, like flowers destroyed by spring rain.

At this time, Shen Daoyi's footsteps slowed down, and she looked straight at Luo Jiayi's tombstone not far away. On both sides of the tombstone were planted pines and cypresses that had not yet grown up, and the base of the tombstone was covered with a layer of yellow chrysanthemum flowers , obviously this is left over from Shen Ping's worship just now.

Shen Daoyi let go of Cheng Mo's hand, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, Jiayi shouldn't have left this world so early, and my father and I are both responsible."

Cheng Mo didn't continue to persuade her, and walked to Luo Jiayi's tombstone with Shen Daoyi. On the top of the black marble tombstone was a color photo of Luo Jiayi. On the photo was a pretty girl with draped hair and a smiling face. The little bird looks like a person.There is no epitaph engraved on the tombstone, only the date of birth and death, and two simple sentences "the tomb of my beloved daughter Luo Jiayi" and "parents weep and stand".
Shen Daoyi stared at Luo Jiayi's photo, and murmured softly: "Jiayi loves taking selfies very much. She likes to watch "Dream of Red Mansions" the most, but hates "Dream of Red Mansions" the most. When talking about Lin Daiyu, she sometimes tears. Ancient poems, I used to hang out with Tianya Cihua forum, my pen name was 'Feiquan Shuyu', I also had a pen name at that time, my pen name was too shameful, so I won't tell you, at that time she loved writing ancient poems very much, and she loved writing I printed a small booklet, although it looks a little groaning now, but the words are still very beautiful, and it can scare some people who don’t understand. In fact, she is a very talented little girl. She even posted an article on the Internet when she was in high school. It’s an ancient Chinese novel, but it’s a pity that I couldn’t finish it.”

Shen Daoyi's voice was gradually drowned out by the sound of rain.

Cheng Mo turned his head, and saw Shen Daoyi quickly avoiding his visiting gaze and looking to the other side.But soon Shen Daoyi turned around, but she was not talking, as if she was staring at the photo of Luo Jiayi on the tombstone, but if you look closely, you can find that her eyes are a little bit floating, and there seems to be no focus in her pupils.

Cheng Mo deliberately interrupted Shen Daoyi's memory, handed the umbrella to Shen Daoyi, bent down and gently placed the daisy in his arms on the layer of yellow chrysanthemum flowers, then bowed three times, and said softly: "Although in this You in this world have been observed to leave, but I believe that you still exist in another time and space, and you will eventually gain happiness."

Hearing Cheng Mo's eulogy, Shen Daoyi looked at Cheng Mo inexplicably, "Can you say something that I understand?"

"As a person who believes in science, I think what I said is pretty good!" Cheng Mo said sincerely, seeing that Shen Daoyi still looked very incomprehensible, Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you must If you want me to be serious, I will."

After a pause, Cheng Mo looked at Luo Jiayi's photo and said in a pious and solemn voice: "The master who created the universe, the God who gave life and breath, the savior who saved human souls, thank you for letting her sleep in the arms of the Lord, Enjoyed eternal rest, God has received her soul. Let us get wisdom from God, see the end of people, and see that the day of death is better than the day of life. The heart of wisdom is suffering In the house of mourning, the heart of the fool is in the house of joy. It is better to go to the house of mourning than to the house of feasting, for death is the end of all, and the living will take it to heart.”

Said Wanmo made a sign of the cross on his chest and closed his eyes, "Man comes from dust and returns to dust. May your soul rest in peace in heaven. Pray and pray in the name of God! Amen!"

Shen Dao stroked his forehead, and asked a little funny: "Are you a Christian?"

Cheng Mo shook his head, "No, that's why I can still recite the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vow Sutra" to save her."

Shen Dao stared into Cheng Mo's eyes for a while, seeing that Cheng Mo's face was expressionless and not joking, he handed the umbrella back to Cheng Mo, and rolled his eyes at Cheng Mo, "Okay! You won! After finishing speaking, Shen Daoyi squatted down, and broke off the bunch of white daisy flowers from the green stems one by one, and piled them together with the yellow chrysanthemums on the base of the tombstone.

Cheng Mo said in a low voice: "Religion can soothe people's hearts."

"Then why don't you believe it?" Shen Dao said without raising his head.

"I believe in science. There is no difference between science and religion. What the two are fighting for is the right to explain the world. Maybe in the end they will reach the same goal by different routes." Cheng Mo said.

Shen Daoyi inserted daisies into the stone censer in front of the tombstone using flower art techniques, and then picked some yellow chrysanthemums to decorate it. She squatted under the umbrella and meticulously manipulated the flowers, creating a beautiful Only then did she stand up from the tombstone in satisfaction. She stretched her hands out of the umbrella, and while washing her hands stained with some green juice with rainwater, she turned to look at Cheng Mo and said, "So? What are you going to do?" Soothe me with religion or with science?"

Cheng Mo didn't answer Shen Daoyi's question, he stared into Shen Daoyi's eyes intently, and stood under the black umbrella with her for a moment, then said softly: "Do you want to accompany me to see my father?"

Shen Daoyi smiled, took out a tissue from his bag and wiped his hands, before replying: "Okay!"

Cheng Mo turned around, Shen Daoyi turned around, this time Shen Daoyi didn't hold Cheng Mo's arm, the two of them shoulder to shoulder, walked towards the stone steps not far away in the slanting wind and drizzle, and then Cheng Mo led Shen Dao climbed up the steps and climbed towards the highest point of a mountain. The higher he went, the bigger the cemetery and the more luxurious the tombstones. Until there were only three circles of tombstones around the mountain, Cheng Mo said: "Arrived."

The pine and cypress saplings on the top of the mountain are older than the trees below, and they have grown to a certain scale. The area of ​​the cemetery at the top is several times that of the cemetery below. The tombstones are also white and black marble, which is very grand.

Cheng Mo led Shen Dao along the path on the left, and stopped in front of the tombstone with the words "Cheng Yongze". There was no photo on the tombstone, but there was an epitaph written on it - "everyone who has never danced Every day is a disappointment to life."

Shen Daoyi couldn't help but read softly: "'Every day without dancing is a disappointment to life', this is Nietzsche's words."

Cheng Mo did not extend the topic of Shen Daoyi, but pointed to an empty marble grid next to Cheng Yongze's tombstone, and said indifferently: "The tomb next to it is mine, and my cemetery is bought before my father's." .Because I would have died before my dad."

　Jiang Pengji, who recommended oil-fried shiitake mushrooms in "The Empress's Live Streaming Strategy", got a so-called Gongdou Live Streaming System.

　　System: "Your goal is to become the emperor's woman! (Concubine)"

　　Jiang Pengji: "Good system, no problem!"

　　After many years, Jiang Pengji finally achieved her goal, she became the emperor's woman (empress).

　　Jiang Pengji: "Please praise me!"

　　System: "(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ Laozi asked you to fight in the palace, whoever stepped on a horse told you to fight the world!"

　　#The future will be on the road of ancient princes fighting for hegemony#
　　#The male protagonist saw silence, and the system saw tears#
　　


(End of this chapter)