The world's number one national teacher is a fan of ten thousand men [Crossover]

Early in the morning, Xiao Rui drove a white Audi, boarded the Luo Xingzhou and rushed to Yuxu Temple.

Along the way, Luo Xingzhou didn't speak, Xiao Rui turned his head and glanced at him, saw that he was a little nervous, and said, "What's wrong?"

Luo Xingzhou shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"If you're sleepy, just close your eyes and sleep." Xiao Rui said.

Luo Xingzhou was really sleepy, he stretched out his hand and yawned, then was leaned against the back of the chair, and soon fell asleep.

In the dream, Luo Xingzhou saw a white tombstone, which was exactly the same as the white tombstone he saw in the illusion last time. He moved closer, trying to see the words engraved on the tombstone, but when he got closer, he found the white tombstone. The words are blurred.

Although many characters could not be distinguished what they were, but there were still a few characters, and he could tell what they were.

One is the word Yong, and the other is the word Love. There should be two characters between these two characters, but the tombstone has been spoiled, and there is no need to study it.

Luo Xingzhou turned sideways, reached out and rubbed his naked eyes, then opened his eyes, and found that Xiao Rui was wearing a dark blue suit. He stretched out his hand to scratch the hair on his temples, and then looked out the car window.

The sun has risen, casting a dazzling golden glow.

All I can see outside the window is the green jungle, and there are a few lovebirds chirping in the jungle.

"Is it coming soon?" Luo Xingzhou asked.

"Well, about ten minutes' drive away." Xiao Rui said in a low voice.

Luo Xingzhou took off the suit that was draped over him, Xiao Rui said, "It's cold in the mountains, so it will be warmer if you wear it."

Luo Xingzhou said, "It's not cold, I still feel quite warm."

He turned his psoas sideways, and when he was about to put the blue suit on the back seat of the car, he inadvertently saw a yellow paper bag in the car. This paper bag was very familiar to Luo Xingzhou. If he guessed correctly, it should be the one next door to his house. A yellow paper bag used by vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes.

Luo Xingzhou's black eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab the roasted sweet potato and eat it.

"Don't eat." Xiao Rui said.

Luo Xingzhou, who was already holding the paper bag in his right hand, froze for a moment, he frowned and looked at Xiao Rui, wondering if Xiao Rui sold these two roasted sweet potatoes to him?

"Sold to Tang Xingzhou?" Luo Xingzhou asked.

Xiao Rui didn't change his face, and responded with a low "um".

Luo Xingzhou smiled awkwardly, and then put the burnt sweet potato back into the paper bag.

"I told you, Xiaozhou likes roasted sweet potatoes as much as you do." Xiao Rui said.

"I said so." Luo Xingzhou said.

"On the way here, I saw a peddler selling roasted sweet potatoes, so I bought two. By the way, the peddler seems to be the one near your house, the one I went to buy with you last time." Xiao Rui said .

Luo Xingzhou nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

He was very impressed with the baked sweet potatoes in this store, he knew the details down to the tiny place on the paper bag.

"You want to take these two baked sweet potatoes..."

"Yeah." Before Luo Xingzhou finished speaking, Xiao Rui said, "It's for Xiaozhou. Every year on his death day, when I go there, I will prepare two roasted sweet potatoes for her."

Luo Xingzhou is a little envious of Tang Xingzhou, even though he died ten years ago, Luo Xingzhou still envies him in his heart.

I envy that he has been dead for ten years, there is still such a person in the world who cares about him, who still remembers what he likes to eat, what to do, every year's death day, birthday festival, and Qingming and Double Ninth Festival, there will be people who think of him.

Luo Xingzhou couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Xiao Rui, if I die too, will you remember what I like to eat, what kind of clothes I wear, and Qingming and Double Ninth Festival, will you come to see me?"

"No nonsense." Xiao Rui said, "It's fine, I won't allow you to die."

Luo Xingzhou reached out and grabbed the little finger of Xiao Rui's right hand, and said, "If, I mean if, if I die, will you remember me like Tang Xingzhou?"

Xiao Rui clenched Luo Xingzhou's left hand, rubbing the cold back of Luo Xingzhou's hand with his warm palm, and said in a low and extremely magnetic voice, "I won't let you die, even if there is a day, I will go to hell with you."

Luo Xingzhou's clear and clean eyes were steamed, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, "I don't want you to go to hell with me, you are a dragon, you can soar nine days, and I will go to hell alone."

"You won't go to hell either. You have done so many good deeds and your merits are very high. When the time comes, we will ascend together." Xiao Rui said.

"Yeah!" Luo Xingzhou raised the corners of his pretty mouth and nodded vigorously.

Ten minutes later, the white Audi stopped in front of Yuxu Temple.

Today is the anniversary of Tang Xingzhou's death, many sects specially sent people to attend his death day, many cars of different colors were parked in front of Yuxu Temple.

Luo Xingzhou and Xiao Rui got out of the car together, and the little Taoist priest guarding the entrance of the gymnasium saw Xiao Rui coming back, so he hurried up and said, "Senior Brother Xiao Rui, you're back."

Xiao Rui's low-temperature eyes did not have any warmth, and he walked straight in with his slender and powerful legs.

Luo Xingzhou walked beside him.

As soon as he walked into the gate of Yuxu Temple, Luo Xingzhou raised his eyes suddenly, and saw a man in a dark gray gown. He had a handsome appearance, deep eye sockets, and profound facial features. Without Xiao Rui, Wen Jian could be regarded as a handsome man. The most outstanding man.

Wen Jian saw Xiao Rui coming in from a distance, and his already stern face became even more ugly. He strode forward, stretched out his arms to stop Xiao Rui, and said coldly, "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you?" , Yuxu Temple does not welcome you."

Xiao Rui said, "Today is the anniversary of Xiaozhou's death. Second Master Uncle promised me that every year on Xiaozhou's birthday and his death day, I can come back to see him."

Wen Jian still had a cold face, and said angrily, "Xiao Rui, you deserve it too! Xingzhou doesn't need you to come and see."

"Whether you need it or not is not up to you." Xiao Rui said.

Wen Jian knew he couldn't stop Xiao Rui, saw him holding a brown paper bag in his hand, and said, "Every year you bring roasted sweet potatoes here, I've never seen you so shabby."

Xiao Rui didn't intend to spend too much time with Wen Jian, so he didn't answer, but walked straight towards the tomb of Tang Xingzhou in the back mountain with his legs open.