Chapter 1033 The Tomb of Old Friend Yaoyue Old Friend Chen Xunke
The endless darkness.
The demon moon squatted quietly on the ground, her body quiet and leisurely, complementing the bright moon in the sky.
Chen Xun stared at this poignant back and remained motionless, as if he had lost all his emotions. He was so calm that it was even more silent than this deep night, as peaceful as before...
This time he no longer needed to comfort anyone, no longer needed to talk about mysteries.
After a long time, the corners of Chen Xun's eyes finally twitched, and his throat rolled slightly.
He is obviously a street kid who can even chat with the dog on the roadside. Why is he always unable to speak at this time... He has obviously experienced so many life and death.
Chen Xun lowered his eyes, and the squatting figure gradually disappeared from his eyes.
As long as old friends have less regrets before leaving, at least my presence can make them go more peacefully. As for the rest, it is not important anymore and has never been important.
Chen Xun stood up with difficulty, and suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in his legs and feet, but he got better after standing up for a while.
He looked down at the vast tea fields under the moonlit night, his eyes always in a state of absent-mindedness, as if a small piece was missing in his heart, and he felt a little hollow, but he didn't feel any pain or sadness.
Inadvertently, the night wind blew slowly.
Somewhat chilly.
It's just a little cold.
Chen Xun's movements were a little stiff and sluggish tonight, and he slowly raised his head to look at the waning moon high in the sky... He lingered and looked, and his figure seemed incomparably small in the vast sky.
Unknowingly.
He walked to the tea table, poured himself another cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp, still not knowing the taste.
From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, and he was thinking nothing in his heart. He was completely different from the one beside the big black bull.
The next day.
With a deep and calm expression on his face, Chen Xun took out some tools and carried a bamboo basket on his back to personally collect the camellias that had been blown away by the mountain wind in the tea mountains.
He didn't know how much he had collected, but there was no more scattered camellia in this tea mountain, just waiting for the flowers to bloom next year.
On a vast grassland.
Chen Xun was sitting on a wooden chair, holding a delicate carpenter's knife in his hand. Every carving seemed extremely calm, and he was quietly building a flower coffin there.
His eyes were fixed on the tip of the knife, and his movements were skillful and orderly, as if he had come from the mortal world and was no stranger to this skill.
Chen Xun placed the scattered camellias one by one with gentle and skillful techniques. The shape of the flower coffin gradually emerged, like a tomb with a sea of flowers, exuding a pure fragrance.
not far away.
Yaoyue closed her eyes and squatted aside, as if she had traveled through life and death and returned to the past, quietly watching everything about Chen Xun. There was no sadness on her face, only a deep tranquility.
Chen Xun glanced at Yaoyue inadvertently, took another look, and then continued polishing.
Three days later.
A tombstone was erected in the middle of the grass——
The tomb of my old friend Yaoyue is engraved by my old friend Chen Xun.
Chen Xun carefully picked up Yaoyue, so gently that even the camellia on her head did not fall, and walked towards the flower coffin step by step, taking his time.
He buried Yaoyue in it. The latter had no family, let alone a disciple. It was up to him to do this.
The camellias blooming on the flower coffin exude a faint fragrance, as if it is the fragrance of farewell, and it is so pure and flawless, exactly like the demon moon, very good.
Chen Xun scattered the camellia petals piece by piece, gradually covering her whole body, and was about to cover that familiar face.
At this moment, his hand finally paused slightly.
Chen Xun's soft eyes looked down, looking at Yaoyue's peaceful sleeping look. It would be nice if she was not in pain. In this life, she has been tired.
"Yoyue, have a good rest."
"If in tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions of years, I could meet a crazy Yue Huang Clan girl on the street, I would stop and have a chat with her."
"Let me just say that I once met a proud daughter of the Yuehuang Clan. She was once just like you...but you are still a little behind that ancestor, haha."
Chen Xun murmured with a smile, saying that he would not disturb others any more, just like disturbing Chu Qin, it would not make much sense.
Of course, these are just some nice little expectations.
Buzz...
The flower coffin was gradually sealed, Yaoyue's face gradually disappeared from Chen Xun's eyes, and she fell into a deep sleep forever.
After burial.
Chen Xun put a linen robe on the tombstone that he had given to Yaoyue, and it swayed gently in the mountain wind. Yaoyue still keeps this robe, not broken at all, and intact as before.
He sat in front of the tombstone and carved a wooden sculpture, the statue of the demon moon, which was lifelike, and fell into endless silence.
One month later.
Chen Xun was still sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone. On the vast grassland, only the tombstone and the lonely back in the wind were left.
On the edge of the grass, a figure gradually walked towards him.
He has a green face and fangs, and looks quite ferocious. Anyone who sees him will probably be disturbed for several days when he goes back to practice meditation.
And this person is Tianli.
He came holding a bouquet of rare flowers, walking heavily, and his specific expression could not be seen clearly.
"grown ups..."
Tianli gradually approached, stood on the grass, stood behind Chen Xun, and spoke respectfully.
The mountain wind never stopped whistling, blowing the two people sitting and standing, and also blowing the linen on the lonely tombstone.
"You're here." Chen Xun said softly, without looking back.
"Sir, I'm here to see the demon moon." Tianli spoke angrily, and his words were extremely unpleasant. Hearing this would make people feel quite irritated and want to beat him up.
"It seems you all know."
"Yes..." There was a hint of sadness in Tianli's eyes, "Yao Yue left too early, Ji Yan and the others are already on their way."
In the past few years, they had stayed in the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, and they had found out some unspeakable things about Yaoyue back then, but they had stopped when they found out about the Huanyue Immortal Sect.
The place turned into a mysterious realm, where all living beings were forbidden to move around. Master Du Shi took action...
Yaoyue's matter has become an unsolved case since then. No one dares to investigate or mention it. The Yuehuang clan even dare not say a word. They are extremely scared.
Chen Xun nodded: "She has her own story, there is no need to force it."
Hearing this, Tianli's eyes opened slightly, he nodded heavily, and no longer struggled with the matter. He already understood that Yaoyue wanted to leave on his own, and was not limited by his talent.
But there was still regret and a touch of sadness in his eyes...
Tianli was actually quite able to accept unexpected situations such as death in battle, at least the glorious end. Yaoyue ended so sadly on a small tea mountain in the mortal world, which even made him unbelievable in his heart.
The final destination of those who cultivate immortality should not be like this.
He had already regarded Yaoyue as his friend, but the latter was cold, could not get along with anyone, never talked to anyone, and was even more withdrawn than him.
When he heard the news, he was still in a daze for a long time, feeling regretful and unwilling to do so.
But the matter has come to this, and I can only send her off.
Tianli brought a few sticks of incense, first saluted Chen Xun, then crossed Chen Xun and placed the bouquet of strange flowers in front of the tombstone, and solemnly offered incense to the tombstone.
