Candle [Rebirth]

Before Gu Ling could say anything, Yu Yishan suddenly grabbed his arm.

Zhou Ziheng frowned and asked, "Yishan, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Yishan stared closely at the scene in front of him, turned his head in amazement after a while, and said, "Then... those two monks are wearing the school uniform of Queyangshan."

"Then...Jiang Fuyi's father, didn't he learn from Queyang Mountain?" Gu Ling murmured, "Senior Brother Yu, do you still remember, are there any seniors on your mountain who retired in their prime?"

"I was too stubborn when I was young, so I rarely cared about these things," Yu Yishan shook his head, but said, "Forget it, let's continue to observe for a while, maybe we can see some clues."

Youcheng is located in a remote place, and it is rare to see such a well-born and upright monk. When the "mage" believed by the people in the city saw these two people, he came up flatteringly and pretended to care for them, but secretly gossiped about them.

For example, "The mother and son are born with unknown nature, and no one who comes into contact with them will end well", or "Daily behavior is weird, and they may collude with demons."

In fact, they can't be regarded as lying. After making a deal with the demons that year, Jiang Chun did carry a faint demonic energy about him. Sometimes even Jiang Fuyi doubted whether his mother was originally a demon. people.

Although the two monks were honest and gentlemen, they couldn't help a lot of gossip. After discussing, they decided to take a look at the mother and son when they were resting.Jiang Fuyi still remembered that there was heavy fog that night, and the two thought they were asleep, so they looked outside the house, only to find out the devilish energy in Jiang Chun's body.

Their voices outside the house were very low, but Jiang Fuyi, who was not asleep, could hear them clearly.

"...If this person is really a witch, why didn't senior brother discover it all those years ago? It took us so much effort to find it, or..."

"But if it's true, wouldn't it mean that wolves are being lured into the house? Well, you go back first and report the matter. I will take the two of them on the journey tomorrow. If there is any change on the way, you can come back and let me know."

"But brother...can you survive?"

The two discussed for a long time, and only left when the sky was bright.He always thought his mother was asleep, but just as the two left, he saw his mother suddenly opened her eyes, tucked up the quilt for him, then got out of bed and sat at the table, writing in a daze for a long time.

Jiang Fuyi hurriedly pretended to be asleep, but unexpectedly fell into a dreamland when he was drowsy. In the dream, he saw a stunning woman who was almost like himself, wearing a bright red pomegranate dress, sitting in the empty room with sad eyes. On the empty, but magnificent stairs, the mother often sang "The Mid-Autumn Night in Chang'an City".

When he woke up, there was no sign of his mother.

Only one of the monks gave a slightly guilty look.

Mother died.

He stared blankly at the table in front of him. On the rice paper left on it was the last handwriting of his mother. She wrote "Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea is blue and the sky is heart-warming every night", but she didn't finish writing, and the second half of the sentence was written in ink. Dripping and dripping, as if sad to the extreme.There is a line of small characters at the end, which is the last sentence left for him.

She wrote, take me back to Chang'an City.

The remaining monk looked very gentle, he hugged the little child guiltily, and told him that his mother had committed suicide by throwing herself into the lake. When they found out today, she had already lost her breath.

He also said, come back with us, your father wants to see you very much.

Jiang Fuyi didn't even understand what "death" meant at the time, he only knew that his mother would not be back for a long, long time, and the indifference taught by his mother since he was a child did not let him shed a single tear.

He followed the remaining monk back to meet his "father" whom he hadn't seen for many years.Although Jiang Chun used the most cherished thing to save the life of the young son back then, but all these years, his heart aches and he feels guilty, and he has long been lingering in the sick bed and unable to get up.Just as Jiang Fuyi stepped into the gate of Queyang Mountain, the death knell echoed throughout the entire mountain.

After hearing the news of her death, he couldn't even wait to see his own son.

After all, he still didn't see his father.

But it doesn't matter, Jiang Fu thought, he has never heard a word of concern about this father for so many years, it's the same with him or without him.

He knelt in front of the mourning hall, thinking deeply. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a respectful address behind him: "Eldest brother."

Then a hand touched his head, and he heard the people behind him say, "Poor boy, follow me from now on."

Yu Yishan was almost stunned. He tugged on Zhou Ziheng's sleeve and said in a jumpy voice, "My God, did you see that, that's my master! That's my master!"

After saying that, I fell into confusion again: "But why don't I know who my master has taken in as a disciple. Although Jiang Fuyi is probably ten years older than me, I should have met him..."

The remaining two monks who fell into the illusion had no idea what the mysterious man with the veil wanted them to see, until the screen turned and they saw the grown-up child again.

Jiang Fu took the appearance of his father and mother very much, even though he was only wearing a simple white robe and his hair was in a messy bun, he was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.Holding the sword, he walked gracefully through the back of Queyang Mountain, and the real Yan Hua was waiting for him standing on the edge of the madness cliff.

"Really," Jiang Fuyi saluted him with a sword in his hand, without any superfluous expression on his face, "Do you have something to say to me?"

"For so many years, you have refused to call me Master?" Master Yan Hua looked at him carefully for a while, and then said, "What happened back then..."

"What happened back then is all about that year, and Fuyi doesn't want to think about what happened back then," Jiang Fuyi replied with a stubborn expression, "Now that I want to go down the mountain, it has nothing to do with that year."

Master Yan Hua stood with his hands behind his back, and the wind on the cliff made his robes rattle: "In fact, I have wronged you these years. You obviously have excellent talent and good looks, but you are hindered by my instructions. , not daring to stand out..."

"It has nothing to do with all of this," Jiang Fuyi interrupted him bluntly, and continued, "It's my own problem."

"Are you determined to leave like this? Do you know how long you can stay in the cultivation world without a teacher, no family background, no one to rely on, and how many people will recognize you?" Master Yan Hua seemed a little angry, he turned his head Come and shout, "Don't be so naive, Fuyi, you are exactly like your father!"

Jiang Fuyi sneered, and said, "Really, when my father was in Queyang Mountain, he was hidden by you just like me, and he didn't dare to see anyone?"

"You are too young to be able to protect yourself. If you become a thorn in the eyes of others and make a fuss about your father's past, do you know if the hundred schools of immortality can tolerate you?" Yan Hua said, "That group of people, that group of people..."

"So don't worry, I will have nothing to do with Queyang Mountain after I go down the mountain." Jiang Fuyi saluted him again, with a very indifferent expression, "My father is unknown, and my mother was born in Goulan. People care?"

"you……"

"You don't have to say it again, I've made up my mind," Jiang Fuyi glanced at the maniac cliff, his eyes suddenly softened a little, "I will never forget the kindness you have cultivated over the years, but from now on, It is inconvenient to go up the mountain to visit again, but I hope the real person will take care of himself."

He knelt down, kowtowed a few times, then stood up straight, turned his head and left, and Master Yan Hua called him in the wind: "Fooyi!"

Jiang Fuyi turned around, his expression still indifferent: "Is there anything else, real?"

"Look at this madman's cliff," Yan Hua's eyes were sentimental, and his voice was ethereal, "The secret of Queyang Mountain is only known by your father. It is full of miasma, and you will not be under my door from now on, but don’t forget that to do righteous things and walk the right path, you must be an upright person. Even if everyone is innocent, he is guilty of a crime, even if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it In short, we must also step out of a flat road in the uneven world."

——"This is also your father's last wish."

Jiang Fuyi didn't look back, and gave a very light "hmm", and then continued to walk down the mountain briskly.

Didn't even look back.

Yu Yishan suddenly realized "Ah", and said: "I remember, I met him when I was about ten years old. Shan;he.彡;Xi was very playful and liked to explore the forbidden area of ​​Queyang Mountain. I've seen him sitting on a tree playing the flute near Madness Cliff."

He scratched his head embarrassingly: "But I saw it once, this brother is so beautiful, I thought I saw a god, and I went back to brag about it for a long time."

Queyang Mountain, Crazy Cliff, secrets... Gu Ling had countless mysteries in his heart, and he couldn't figure it out, so he could only watch Jiang Fuyi descend the mountain from a remote path, climb on a tree in the back mountain, I engraved a sentence written by Master Yan Hua with his hand on the day when he entered the teacher's school——

The son must be four, don't mean, don't have to, don't be solid, don't be me.

He stared at the tree in a daze for a long time, and a trace of undetectable tears flashed in his usually deserted eyes.

Then it was replaced by overflowing hatred and anger.

Gu Ling seems to understand what he hates—his childhood was full of suffering. Although Queyang Mountain gave him a lot, he never forgot how his mother died, nor did he forget how his parents did for each other. After leaving this world, he didn't even have a little bit of nostalgia for him.Although things in the world are wrong, but you always have to find someone to hate for yourself, so that you don't hate yourself.

Gu Ling seems to have heard about what happened next many times in the legends. Jiang Fuyi joined the sect, but because of his too beautiful appearance and unbearable background, no sect dared to accept him even though his talent was far superior to all others. he.He traveled around for a long time, and the last one was in Yongjia, where he established the Sijue Sect, which later became famous all over the world.

The price of being famous all over the world is that when he was alone at first, he spent a long time exorcising evil spirits for the ordinary people around him every day without receiving any compensation, which attracted those who did not want to be limited by their family background. Young people, slowly develop the Four Absolute Sects.

He followed the instructions of Master Yan Hua back then, and did more good deeds, but he wanted to be upright and have no regrets in his heart, so even if his temper was extremely cold and he didn't want to say a few words to others, he would be respectfully called "" by everyone in the cultivation world. "Grandmaster", crowned with the title of "Four Absolute Sons".

Although it was difficult for Jiang Fuyi to grow up, he has overcome his inner demons almost desperately for many years, and has grown into an upright gentleman, at least on the surface.The Sijue Sect is also gaining a strong reputation day by day, and has become a recognized place in the cultivation world to adjudicate, judge, and uphold justice.

Everything should have gone on like this, he should have become a shining figure in the annals of the comprehension world, practiced for a hundred years, attained Taoism and Feixian, and spent his whole life implementing the phrase "No intention, no need, no solidity, no self".

But Tiandao never gave up the opportunity to play tricks on the world.

The turning point happened in the early spring of a certain year, when the pink and purple hibiscus opened all the way in front of the Sijue Gate, and the spring was flowing. On that day, he accepted the first and last apprentice in his life.

The author has something to say: One update!Can I finish writing today, I'm a little panicked

Note:

The mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the long river gradually falls and the sun sinks.

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, the blue sky and the blue sky and the heart of every night.

——Li Shangyin "Chang'e"