After being pulled up by the master

On the other side, Xue Si happened to come out of Zhiyang Hall together with Sun Zhonglang, and seemed to be discussing something, when he heard someone calling him from a distance: "Master! Master!"

When he looked up, he happened to see Xue Wendi sliding down the hillside with a wooden box in his arms, and several juniors followed behind him, but they couldn't catch up.Xue Si pursed her lips and smiled lightly, then bowed slightly: "Patriarch Sun is laughing."

"The sun is just right, it should be like this." Sun Zhonglang neither said that they were young, nor blamed them for being inappropriate, but said that the weather is good now, so they should be so happy.

Hearing this, Xue Si looked at the new patriarch differently.

However, when Sun Zhonglang saw that Wen Ke was being dragged down the slope by Sun Yize, he still couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing! Let Elder Wen down!"

Xue Wen flute arrived one by one, resisting Patriarch Sun's menacing roar, he threw himself into Xue Si's arms, took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around the man's waist, turned around, and finally stopped.

"Running too fast, I didn't stop for a while."

Xue Wendi let go, feeling embarrassed to continue to take advantage of others, Xue Si didn't respond in particular, just stood quietly.A few people from behind also came here one after another, each panting harder than the other, but Wen Ke, who looked weak, looked calm, except for a little blush on his face, his breath was not disturbed at all.

"Elder Wen, are you okay?" Sun Zhonglang was very concerned, Wen Ke shook his head, the broken hair on his forehead flickered, he smoothed it again, and said, "It's okay, I'm just kidding with Xiaolou and the others."

"Eldest brother has been running all the way from the other side of the mountain, like a big bison in heat, no one can catch up!" Cao Ruoyu complained, exhausted enough, Shi Wei laughed, and everyone was dumbfounded: "You, you , What are you, have you ever seen a bison in heat! Silly boy!"

A group of people were laughing up and down. Xue Wendi was not blushing at first, but after being laughed at like this, he became a little nervous: "Stop laughing, am I in a hurry to come back? What are you doing?"

Wen Ke narrowed his eyes, bowed his hands in the direction of Xue Si and said: "Master Xue."

"Elder Wen." Xue Si didn't recognize Wen Ke, so he just greeted him plainly. Xue Wendi came over and whispered, "Master, his name is Wen Yuzhi, he's about my age, and he's my good friend in Linyuan." .”

"How good is it?"

"Very good, this wooden box was given to me by him."

Xue Si glanced at the things in Xue Wendi's arms, then at the thin and frail elder in front of him, and said calmly: "My small building is a bit naughty, thanks to Elder Wen for taking care of it."

"Don't dare."

Wen Ke couldn't see Xue Si's appearance clearly, but only heard the voice as clear as a spring, and he should be a very easy-going person, but when he carefully tasted the meaning of his words, he felt that there seemed to be something sour and not quite right.

But he didn't have time to think about it, Sun Zhonglang said: "I am going to pay homage to Senior Brother with Master Xue, if you are willing, you may as well go together."

There is no reason not to go.

Xue Wendi held back his smile, and obediently walked behind Xue Si.

It has been ten years since Sun Xuehua passed away.

In the past ten years, the smoke of gunpowder has gradually dissipated, and a thousand wastes are waiting for prosperity. In the past ten years, the rapids have advanced side by side, and the heroes have bowed their heads.Some people bury their bones in Huangquan, some people have white heads covered with snow, some people are reincarnated, and some people lose their souls.

Xue Wendi happened to be present when Sun Xuehua died in martyrdom.

That day, the yellow sand was long, covering the sky and the sun, and the flames were raging outside the night city, and corpses were everywhere.The demon capital is fighting stubbornly, and the righteous way has exhausted itself. The two sides are at a stalemate across the Yecheng Bone River. In the blood-colored long river, the sword light is faint, the sword tassels are falling, and the rotten breath is sprayed like boiling water, making people chill.

Xue Wendi was still able to fight, so he stood on the front line with his sword in his hands, protecting the Dharma for everyone, waiting for the last opportunity.

But Sun Xuehua walked to a huge rock pointing directly at Ling Xiao by the Bone River.

Xue Wendi looked up, the sun shone through the layers of yellow sand, it was dark and misty, and the moon-white blue sword robe seemed to be covered with a filth that was difficult to wash off.

"Master Sun!"

Xue Wendi's heart skipped a beat and he shouted loudly, but to no avail.

The opponent made a sword gesture, the long whale sang like thunder, and the sword energy rushed across the waves, majestic and turbulent.When the sword was shining brightly, Xue Wendi suddenly felt that the other party seemed to glance at him.

Those eyes were hidden in the dim sunlight, hidden in the endless sword energy, Xue Wendi couldn't see clearly.

Maybe it is as sharp and serious as usual, maybe it is the compassion on the dying day, maybe it is the last hope for the younger generation.

Xue Wendi didn't think it through at the time, he even thought it might just be his illusion.

Then a bright lamp was hung high, the night city was locked, and the sealing formation was like a golden lotus flower, silently suppressing all the tragedies.

Xue Wendi stood silently under Ye City for a long time before saying to Zhong Youqi standing behind him, "Let's go."

"where to?"

"It's fine to go anywhere." Xue Wendi smiled, "I can accompany you home first."

He remembered that Zhong Youqi had told him that there were still parents in the family, so he didn't know if they were healthy or not.

"Okay." The man smiled, clean and spotless, "I have other things to do, I have to go to work first, see you outside Pinghu City."

"Ah."

Xue Wendi went to an appointment full of joy.

"hiss--"

He suddenly had a headache, like a needle prick, couldn't help but helped his forehead, Xue Si paused, pulled him forward, and asked with his ear: "What's wrong?"

"Headache." Xue Wendi replied honestly, Xue Si's cool palm covered his brows, the tiny vortex before seemed to grow slightly bigger, and the subtle and chaotic spiritual thoughts that traveled all over his body gave him a headache.

Everyone stopped, and Fu Ji and the others also surrounded him: "Brother, are you feeling well?"

"I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while."

Xue Wendi frowned slightly, and leaned forward, resting most of his weight on Xue Si's hands.

"Master, let me rely on you."

He spoke very pitifully, Xue Si paused, and asked: "How about I carry you?"

Xue Wendi was taken aback, "It's not so good for everyone, is it?"

However, Wen Ke is happy to see the success: "The tomb of the senior brother is in the Mayfly Quxie. It is far away from here, so don't resist."

Xue Wendi was actually not very resistant, but his face was burning.

Seeing this, Cao Ruoyu thought that he was seriously ill, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Eldest brother, if you are afraid of tiring Master, I can also carry you on my back."

"puff."

Wen Ke thought, it's over, why is Xiaolou, a junior, so naive?

Xue Wendi sighed, and lost all her charming thoughts: "I can walk by myself."

Several people kept talking nonsense for a long time, but Sun Zhonglang was not in a hurry, he just waited for them to finish talking about this "big event" before continuing to lead the way.Only this time, Xue Si and Xue Wendi walked side by side, and Cao Ruoyu helped hold the wooden box.

Wen Ke poked the little idiot's back, and the other party turned his head, thinking that he was blocking the way, so he moved aside: "Elder Wen, you go ahead."

"I won't go ahead." Wen Ke smiled and chatted with him, "By the way, what's your name?"

To be honest, his eyes really don't match his name.

"My name is Cao Ruoyu, and the small print has no balance."

"Have you got your sword?"

"not yet."

Mentioning this, Cao Ruoyu was a little frustrated, "I haven't cultivated the sword energy yet, and the master said that I won't give me the sword for the time being."

After hearing this, Wen Ke leaned close to him, squinted his eyes and looked at his face, Cao Ruoyu was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong, Elder Wen?"

"I'm showing you the face." Wen Ke pondered for a moment, "You may have to find your sword by yourself."

"Ah?" Cao Ruoyu was puzzled, "But the swords of the brothers are all given by the master, why do I have to find them myself? What if I can't find the right one?"

"You will find the right one, you are a blessed person."

"No, I'm easy to be deceived. The last time I was in Pinghu City—" Cao Ruoyu suddenly lowered his voice, "The last time I was in Pinghu City, I was also deceived by an old man who smoked a pipe. Gossip compass, but the senior brother said that the most powerful astrologist and divination in Linyuan is Elder Gu Qing, and he said that the old man is a liar."

"Our Linyuan's best in this aspect is indeed Senior Sister Gu, but Senior Brother also knows a little bit." Wen Ke smiled, as if recalling the past, his eyes were sad, "I know a little bit, it was taught by Senior Sister Gu."

"Then your sect is also very harmonious, just like me." Cao Ruoyu didn't notice his emotional change, and smiled heartlessly, "After my senior brother returned to the mountain, he taught us all swordsmanship."

"That's good too, you have to cherish it."

Wen Ke suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, he lowered his head slightly, not looking at Cao Ruoyu's innocent smiling face.But the other party seemed to have opened up the chatter box and began to chatter: "Speaking of which, that old man is actually very powerful. He even saved me. Even the master was very polite when he saw him, calling him old man or something. Later he took a car The donkey cart left, and I don’t know who’s name or who it is.”

Wen Ke paused, and asked him in a low voice: "In a donkey cart? Still smoking a pipe?"

"Yeah." Cao Ruoyu nodded, "He has a bad temper, and he swears at people every now and then. He's a little bastard, a little bastard, a little idiot. The third senior brother had quarreled with him, but he didn't win."

"Is there a white lantern hanging on the donkey cart with the black Double Happiness lettering on it?"

Wen Ke asked, Cao Ruoyu thought about it carefully: "It seems to be so."

He reacted now: "What's wrong?"

Wen Ke shook his head: "It's okay."

A pipe, a donkey cart, a black double happiness character, the master of ghosts.

Wen Ke looked at Xue Wendi's back, and couldn't help but sweat for his friend, Xiaolou, Xiaolou, the future is bumpy, how can I help you?

He kept silent, and Cao Ruoyu didn't ask further questions.

Mayfly Quxie is located in the back mountain of Linyuan. It is a mountain stream, gurgling through vines and weeds, rocks and tree roots.After Sun Xuehua took over as the patriarch, he often meditated here, and built a grass pavilion with his own hands, inscribed "Mayfly Quting Pavilion", hence the name of the place.And when Sun Xuehua died, Gu Qing chose the Clothes Tomb here, under the thatched pavilion.

After entering the back mountain, the sun is completely blocked, and the water vapor is dense, but it is damp and cold.Sun Zhonglang walked in the front, followed by Xue Si, stepping on the bluestone slab, with his hands backward, he gently held Xue Wendi.

"The road is not easy to walk."

As Xue Si said, he clenched his hand a little more.

The grass pavilion is simple and crude, and the inscription on the plaque has long been polished by the years, and the style of the past cannot be seen.But the Clothes Tomb is brand new, so someone will take care of it all the time.

Xue Si looked at the wordless tombstone, a little lost in thought, and asked, "Why no words?"

"Senior brother's last wish." Sun Zhonglang didn't explain too much, "Senior brother also said that if someone wants to worship him, just sit quietly for a while, no need to burn incense, no need to pray, no need to cry, to comfort ghosts and gods."

Xue Si remained silent.

Xue Wendi bowed towards the tomb, and murmured softly: "The junior came to see you."

Although Sun Xuehua is unsmiling, he is not a rigid old antique. On the contrary, he will never forbid them, a group of juniors, to drink and gather in private, as long as they don't miss the business.

On the day he passed away, Xue Wendi was in a trance for a long time.

Perhaps as the head of the clan and the leader of the righteous way, Sun Xuehua planned to die in martyrdom very early on.

But, did he really look at himself that day?

Xue Wendi thought, this may be an unsolved case, and there will never be an answer.

Xue Si took out a copper coin tied with a red string from his sleeve, and silently placed it on the tombstone.

"Master?"

Xue Wendi was surprised, Xue Si didn't speak, but just stood there for a long time.

"I wish you well, little fish."

"You are safe too."

Xue Si sighed softly: "It's time to go."

There must be someone to continue this unfinished business.