Vol 3 Chapter 17:
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This is a tragedy.
More than eight hundred years ago, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts in the Yue family.
one day,
Two children planted a small locust tree seedling together in front of the yard.
The little boy said to the little girl, when the locust tree grows and blooms, then he will marry her into the door.
The parents of the two families laughed loudly, and followed the conversation with Qin and Jin’s favors.
More than ten years later, one month before the marriage,
The boy went out and went into the mountains to find materials for Ding Yan Dan as a gift for his fiancee’s newlyweds.
The girl is full of expectation, waiting at home for the boy's return, eager to see through.
But the boy has gone, and has never been seen since.
The boy did not come back again.
People say that the boy is dead, dead in the Monster Beast Mountain Range.
The girl doesn’t believe it,
Every day is still full of expectations, but the number of times I go to the front yard to water the trees has become more frequent.
No response for one year, no response for two years...ten years...
The parents of the two families are also old, and gradually gave up, let the girl marry a good family.
The girl still shook her head and said nothing.
just quietly caring for the locust tree in the front yard.
Spring is going to fall, and the locust tree in the front yard does not know how many times it has fallen leaves, and how many times it has grown new buds.
The little locust tree grows into a big locust tree,
The slim girl also became an old woman.
After all, the girl couldn't wait for the day when the locust tree blossomed, she died of old age and was buried under the locust tree.
The world is changeable, the vicissitudes of life,
Weeds grew and withered, houses collapsed and rebuilt, and the front yard gradually became a back mountain.
Only the old locust tree grows quietly and gradually turns into a towering tree, like a huge canopy, even if you are ten miles away, you can see the verdant canopy.
only years have passed,
Spring goes and autumn comes, year after year, the old locust tree has not bloomed once, but there is no sign of withering, year by month, it is abnormally luxuriant.
The magic of the locust tree was gradually discovered by the people of the Yue family,
So the relics left over from the ancestors gradually became the family feng shui tree worshipped by the Yue family, and it gradually became a symbol of the Yue family by accepting family worship every year.
Until today.
"Ugh…"
Dozens of people embrace the thick old locust tree, and the dark bark has deep furrows and folds, which are the traces of it's experience in unknowingly many winds and rains.
Zhang Qingyuan stood in front of the big tree and sighed silently.
The air around was breezy, the leaves made a rattling sound, and the colorful light and shadow of the sunlight shining on the ground through the gaps in the leaves continued to flow.
Zhang Qingyuan stood silently under the tree,
There was an indescribable melancholy in my heart.
The name of Nanhai in the story is Yue Qizong, and it is also the common name of Mingshui Dao people.
This story,
is that a certain ancestor of the Yue family feels about this story, and it is recorded in a handwritten note.
Thousands of years have passed,
The Yue family experienced ups and downs, and that manuscript was finally submerged in many classics, and it was only found out by the elders of the Yue family until today.
Time is right,
matches the name,
Then there is nothing to say.
Actually, even if there is no such ancient scripture as evidence, most of the Yue family would not have much doubt about the existence of this matter.
Because with Zhang Qingyuan’s powerful strength, it was enough to easily destroy their entire Yue family.
in front of big people like this,
What is their little Yue family worth making?
No!
There is no benefit to be coveted.
The only possibility is that this is a fact.
There is a handwritten note as evidence to confirm that there is a legendary Dongzhen immortal on his ancestor. The whole Yue family is both sad and excited, and finally there is a wave of loss and faint expectation.
can be said to be mixed with five flavors.
Sadness is because today’s sudden misfortune has caused the entire Yuejia Town to be almost destroyed. The Internet is so heavy that almost every family wears filial piety.
The excitement is because there once appeared a real fairy in my own ancestor, which is obviously something to be extremely proud of.
Only at the same time, such a big man who was able to suppress the entire Izumo country and the dozens of countries around him, standing high on the top of the cloud, was already a fairy when they knew it, and what was brought back was just a dead bone.
This is uncomfortable,
could have been soaring, but I didn’t expect it to be just empty joy in the end.
But,
That ancestor also had such a terrifying disciple, and he specially asked him to send his bones back, so that at least he could have a relationship with the young big man in front of him.
Even if it can't be used as a backing, a little guidance on the children of the family is already a very big gain.
This is also the faint expectation in the hearts of the Yue family.
Zhang Qingyuan didn't care much about the complicated thoughts of the Yue family.
Not to mention other things, even if it is his master Mingshuidao people, they are separated from everyone in the Yue family by 800 years, and the blood relationship has long been so weak that I don't know where it is.
Master Mingshuidao people don’t care, why do they care?
In contrast,
What Zhang Qingyuan cares more about is that his own master is from Mingshui Dao.
He personally dug a dirt pit under the old locust tree, buried the bones of the Mingshui Daoist, and set up a small grave. Then the wood business environment scattered and the vegetation grew in spring, covering the fresh soil. Go down.
Zhang Qingyuan bent down and pulled down the grass one by one.
until half an hour later,
just stood up,
was silent for a long time,
sighed long.
"Master, I have taken you back to the Jiuzhou Continent according to your wishes, and brought you back to the Yue family for burial under the old locust tree, so you can go safely."
He stared at the grave.
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Simple, plain and unproclaimed, all these are the orders of Mingshui Dao people before they die.
Zhang Qingyuan did.
Sometimes Zhang Qingyuan would think that if the master did this, maybe he just wanted to stay quietly with his mother hundreds of years ago.
You can't be the same in life, and you can be in the same point when you die, one double for life.
Recalling the story of the old locust tree, and remembering that Master had always wanted to return to his hometown, Zhang Qingyuan somehow felt a touch of love.
Suddenly,
The breeze blows,
There are snow-white blossoming locust tree flowers falling down in mid-air.
Zhang Qingyuan looked up,
suddenly found out,
This old locust tree that has been lush green for 800 years, among the dense branches, white locust flowers are blooming wantonly, clusters and clusters, hung with hundreds of feet of locust branches!
just like a night of spring breeze,
old locust tree,
Flowering!
Zhang Qingyuan stood silently under the old locust tree without making a sound.
Hundreds of flowers fell all around,
For a long time.
