Chapter 8 Relatives

I don't know how long I slept, but in my sleep, I feel the familiar smell around me. I don't know how long it has been, and I haven't had this feeling of peace of mind.

So I also fell deeply into my sleep. It seemed that I didn't want to wake up, but in the depths of the dream, there was always a tingling feeling, lingering and unwilling to disperse, stabbing my heart from time to time.

He took a long breath and woke up. In the room in front of him, he looked at it silently like a dream. When he was a teenager, he lived here and grew up. The tables, chairs, beds, doors and windows here were almost engraved in his heart.

On the wall leaning against the bed, the huge "Tao" word is still hanging on the wall, but the color and handwriting have faded a little, but the stroke of painting is still as vigorous and powerful as when I saw it at the beginning of the year.

The wooden frame on the window made a soft sound and opened a gap. The gray-haired monkey Xiaohui jumped in from the outside. At a glance, he saw that the ghost had woken up and half sat on the bed. He couldn't help but be happy. He grinned and jumped to ** a few times.

Gui Li's heart beat for a while. This scene seemed to be like many years ago. If it hadn't been for the injury on his body and the spiritual eyes opened on the little gray head, he really had the illusion of Nanke's dream.

It's just that it's impossible after all.

Xiaohui shouted "squeaky" at the ghost. Gui Li looked down and saw Xiaohui holding many wild fruits in his hands. He thought it was picked from the outside, and at this moment, he seemed to share it with his master. Gui Li shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat it. Xiaohui didn't give up much, so he turned around and jumped to the table in the middle of the house, squatted down, and then opened his mouth to chew.

Gui Li looked at everything in the room silently, and finally his eyes fell on the half-open window when Xiao Hui came in. A small piece of light came in from the window, and I couldn't see the things outside clearly. But you don't need to look at it to know that there is a small courtyard outside the window, where there is a pine, a green lawn, and a gravel path. On the side of the yard, there is also a semicircle arch. Every grass and tree here has long been carved into the depths of his memory and can no longer be erased.

The air is so fresh that it seems to be slightly sweet, and even in the small courtyard outside the house, there seems to be the fragrance of grass.

In a trance, he felt like going home, but after a moment, a tingling in his heart woke him up.

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps.

Ghost's fierce eyes turned to the door. The footsteps soon reached the door, but in front of the empty door, the people outside the door seemed to hesitate for a moment and did not push the door immediately.

Ghost stared at the door.

After a while, the door was finally pushed open.

A tall and steady figure stood at the door. Almost at the same time, the man also saw the ghost who woke up. Their eyes met in mid-air, but they didn't speak immediately. In their eyes, there were too many complex emotions for a while. I don't know if it was because of this that the original thousands of words turned into silence.

Monkey Xiaohui sat on the table, spit out the core of a wild fruit, and then looked at the door, "squeak" a few times, and buried his head in eating its wild fruit.

The man standing at the door sighed, and there seemed to be a wry smile on the corners of his mouth. He shook his head and came in. He took a deep look at Gui Li and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. Should I call you Lao Qi or your little brother?"

Ghost's lips moved. Finally, he looked at the man in front of him and shouted in a low voice:

"Big Brother..."

Everything on Dazhu Peak is still as quiet and quiet as in my memory, and I don't know where everyone else has gone.

Song Dayen looked at the man in front of him silently. Once upon a time, he was his favorite little brother and the seven most unscrapistful disciples under the seat of Dazhu Fengtian. Nowadays, things change with different times, and things are different from people.

It's been ten years, but this is the first time we've met.

"How have you been all these years?" Song Dayen sat opposite the ghost and asked.

Gui Li didn't answer, he was just silent. Ten years have passed. Looking back, time is like water. Unconsciously, I have walked this road for a long time, but how can I say the word "good"!

Song Daren looked at him. Zhang Xiaofan, the former teenager, now looks at the original outline, but on his face, there is still more vicissitudes of life after all. I don't know when this person is much younger than himself, but now he is also much taller than himself. His temples have faintly white. It's now.

Song Daren let out a long sigh and said lightly, "How are you now?"

Gui Li looked down at the wound and saw that the original rags on his chest had been changed into neat and clean bandages at this moment. Obviously, it was these brothers of Dazhufeng who re-wrapped for him. The wound between the chest is obviously faintly painful, but it is much better than before fainting. He was silent for a moment and said, "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

At this point, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He looked at Song Daren and said, "I... have turned out of Qingyun. Do you still recognize me as a younger brother?"

Song Dayen smiled, although there was a little bitterness in his smile, he said, "Master has told us that Master, when he was alive..." Speaking of the two words of his life, Song Dayen's eyes turned red, and his voice was obviously choked. The ghost listened in his ears, and his body trembled slightly.

Song Dayen calmed down and continued to say, "Master, before his death, he told his wife many times that he had never driven you out of Dazhu Peak by himself, and he never thought that you had done anything wrong ten years ago. So the master told us that today, as long as you are willing, it will still be the seventh of our Qingyun Mountain Dazhufeng... little brother..."

Gui Li slowly lowered his head, and his body trembled slightly. He put his left hand on the mattress and grasped it tightly into a ball. His right hand covered his face and quietly wiped away the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.

In the room, there was a moment of silence. After a long time, when he saw that the ghost's fierce mood slowly calmed down, Song Daren's low voice sounded again:

"If you are in good health, go with me to Shoujing Hall. The master is there for the master... Shouling, she wants to see you."

"...yes"

Walking out of the arch, he saw the familiar circular corridor. Song Daren walked in front of him without saying a word, with his broad shoulders and back, like a hill.

Gui Li followed him silently, and couldn't help but think of his youth. When he first came to Dazhufeng, he followed Song Daren all the way and slowly integrated into the world of Dazhufeng.

Looking back on the past, it suddenly turned into a dream.

His eyes quietly fell on Song Daren's waist. Only then did he find that at some point, Song Daren already had a piece of white cloth on his waist. Naturally, it was not easy for the death of his mentor Tian, and Dai Xiao mourned.

He looked gloomy and closed his eyes.

Walking out of the corridor, I saw the Shoujing Hall from afar, but unlike the usual cleanliness, today's Shoujing Hall floated out of smoke and incense, and at the same time, there was a faint sound of choking and crying.

Song Daren silently walked towards Shoujingtang and took two steps. He suddenly felt something. He looked back and found that Gui Li was standing in the same place, looking at Shoujingtang, but did not follow.

"What's wrong?"

Gui Li's face looked very pale. Somehow, he looked at the silence hall where the fireworks were crying, and he was a little afraid, like a child who had done something wrong and did not dare to face the parents who were going to be sad.

Song Dayen seemed to see something, sighed and said, "Let's go." With that, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Gui Li's body moved, looked at Song Daren, nodded silently, and walked up.

The closer you get to Shoujingtang, the stronger the smell of fireworks is, and the clearer the sound of choking and crying is. However, although there is a familiar voice in the ghost's fierce memory, there is no woman's crying, no Su Ru's, or Tian Linger, the senior sister who was married as a woman he originally expected

Finally, under the leadership of Song Daren, he once again stood at the entrance of the gate of Shoujingtang.

Eight eyes turned around in an instant and stopped on him. Gui Li's body trembled faintly, and his eyes looked at him one by one.

Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, He Dazhi, Lv Daxin, Du Bishu!

These familiar faces are presented in front of ghosts one by one at this moment. Many years ago, they were his most intimate relatives in the world and his most trusted brothers.

Their waists are tied with Dai Xiao's white cloth like Song Daren. Their faces are full of sadness, and some of their eyes have cried red and swollen. In the quiet hall, there was an iron pot with flames burning in it. The brothers standing next to them slowly put the paper money in their hands into the flames.

Fireworks are lingering and full of smoke.

Gui Li was stunned. After the smoke, Tian Buyi lay quietly on a spiritual bed. The dirty clothes had been replaced by a clean set and neatly worn on his body. It seemed that his appearance and spirit were much more peaceful. Master Su Ru sat next to Tian Buyi's body at this moment and stretched out her hand to hold it. Tian Buyi's hand was held tightly.

She looked very sad, but she did not shed a drop of tears. Between her temples, there was a small white flower, which was a wild flower with a little dew in the morning, elegant and beautiful, with a little sadness. She just held her husband's hand tightly and stared at Tian Buyi's face. And his daughter, Tian Linger, did not appear in this quiet hall.

And the rhubarb, which was not easy to raise since he was a child, lay silently on the ground next to the spiritual bed at this moment, and his head lay listlessly on the ground, completely losing his usual jumping spirit.

After the ghost's eyes fell on Tian Buyi, he couldn't move again. He walked heavily and slowly moved over step by step. Song Daren silently walked to the side, took a hemp rope back, and handed it to Gui Li. Gui Li looked at him, with a trace of gratitude in his eyes. He nodded, took the hemp rope, and whispered, "Thank you very much."

Song Dayen glanced at Su Ru and said, "You can go to the master's place." After saying that, he silently walked back to the middle of his fellow brothers. He knelt down to Tian Buyi's body and kowtowed three times. When he raised his head, his eyes were a little red again. He turned around and took a pile of paper money from Wu Dayi, who was kneeling beside him, and began to slowly throw it into

Gui Li looked at the hemp rope in his hand for a long time, and then tied the rope to his waist. The gray-white rope was wrapped around his waist, with a little sadness, but it seemed that he had tied his heart here again.

He moved forward silently, went to the spiritual bed, knelt down, bowed three times to Tian Buyi's body, and then turned to Su Ru and knelt on the ground.

"Disciple..." His voice suddenly stopped. After a long time, he heard him say again in a low tone, "Disciple Zhang... Xiaofan, see the master."

behind him, Song Daren and six other Dazhufeng disciples looked here that the expressions on their faces were a little complicated, but more, they were still the joy and kindness of blood thicker than water.

Even Su Ru's face showed a faint gratification. She looked at Gui Li, nodded, and then a trace of pain flashed on her face. She looked at Tian Buyi and whispered, "It's not easy, do you hear me? This is Lao Qi. He came back and kowtowed to you."

Gui Li knelt at Su Ru's feet and couldn't speak.

There was a choking sound behind him.

The smoke fluttered, fluttered slowly, and the guarded hall became a little in a trance. I don't know if it was because the owner was no longer there, even the hall looked empty, and it did not become noisy because of the large number of people.

After a long time, Song Dayen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stepped forward, came to Su Ru's side, and whispered, "Master, please show me the future of Master. I want to inform the seniors of all the connections one by one. I also plan to rush to Longshoufeng to know Ling'er and let

"It's not urgent!" Su Ru suddenly interrupted Song Daren's words and said lightly.

Song Dayen was shocked. The disciples behind him, including Gui Li, were also stunned for a moment. In the quiet hall, there was no sound at all.

After a while, Song Dayen boldly said carefully, "Master, the master passed away, the disciples all understand that the master is sad, but the afterlife... can't be delayed."

Su Ru's face was pale. Not only that, she didn't even look at Song Dayen. In her eyes, except for the old seven who had just come back, there was only Tian Buyi.

Song Dayen showed embarrassment on his face. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He looked back at those brothers who knelt on the ground and burned paper money, but everyone also looked at each other in constered. They didn't know what to do? At this time, Su Ru shouted:

"Da Ren."

Song Dayen hurriedly answered, "Yes, Master, what do you want?"

Su Ru said, "You and others go out for the time being. Without my exchange, you are not allowed to come in."

Song Daren was stunned for a moment and stepped back a few steps. Several brothers next to him looked over. Song Daren frowned and said nothing. He Dazhi, who was usually the most clever person standing beside him, shook his head slightly at him. There was a look of anxiety on his face. Song Daren looked at him, and his eyebrows just frowned

I don't know how long he has been with these brothers. He Dazhi is worried about what he is worried about. Naturally, he clearly understands it. He is the person who has followed Tian Buyi and Su Ru for the longest time among these disciples. No one knows better than him the deep love between the master and the master. If this is when they are away, if the master can't think about it, isn't it...

At this thought, Song Daren's face turned white with fear, and he couldn't move in any way. At this time, Su Ru stared at them and said angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't you pay attention to my master's words as soon as your master died?"

"Plop! Plop!"

A few times in a row, in addition to the ghost who had already knelt in front of Su Ru, Song Daren and other Dazhufeng disciples knelt down and kowtowed. Song Daren said repeatedly, "Disciples dare, disciples dare not!"

Su Ru sighed, with a deep tired look on her face. It seemed that she didn't even have the strength to curse. She just waved her hand gently and said, "You guys go out."

Song Dayen and others did not dare to disobey the teacher's intention again. They retreated with a bitter face, but the big stone in their heart was heavy, and they didn't know what to do. Gui Li gently bowed to Su Ru a few times and slowly retreated. He only took a few steps back. Su Ru suddenly said:

"Lao Qi, you stay, I have something to ask you."

Gui Li was stunned and stopped, but Song Daren and others behind him were relieved. Anyway, as long as someone was by the teacher's side, there would be no accident. At the moment, they only heard the sound of footsteps. Soon, Song Daren and other six people had withdrawn from Shoujing Hall.

In the quiet hall, it was quiet for a moment. Only the burning flame devoured the paper money and made a slight crackling sound from time to time.

Gui Li stood in place silently, bowing his head and saying no words. I don't know how long it took. Su Ru sighed and said, "Your master has always been hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. He has always been worried about the change ten years ago. Although he didn't say anything to me, I can see that he actually feels a little sorry for you.

Gui Li's eyes turned red, shook his head hard, and said anxiously, "No, it's the disciple who lives up to the teacher's kindness, it's the disciple who can't be sorry to the master..." After saying that, he was already choked.

The corners of Su Ru's mouth trembled gently. Hearing the slightly crying words in front of her, it seemed that she was also arousing the pain in her heart, but although the pain in her eyes, she still suppressed it and did not shed tears. She looked at Tian Buyi's face silently and said quietly, "In your master's heart, you have never been a disciple who drove out of the wall. Do you understand?"

Gui Li lowered his head and whispered, "Yes."

Su Ru said, "Now that you have also recognized him as a master, you go and burn some paper money for him. If you have done a little filial piety, it must not be easy for him to be happy..."

The ghost bit his teeth tightly and knelt down to Tian Buyi's body. He worshipped three times with tears in his eyes. Then he got up and went to the cauldron and knelt down. The flame in the iron pot has been much lower. I think it's because Song Daren and others have gone out and no one has added paper money. Gui Li looked aside and saw several stacks of thick paper money piled up not far away, all of which were unopened new products.

There are all monks on Dazhu Peak, and I'm afraid I won't need any paper money for hundreds of years. These things must have been bought by Song Daren's temporary work and went to the bottom of the mountain to buy them. Thinking of this, Gui Li's heart was sour again. He silently reached out and took a stack, unsealed the seal, and turned the paper money into ashes one by one.

Su Ru sat next to Tian Buyi and silently looked at the undulating and rolling flame. The firelight reflected on the fierce face next to the iron pot, reflecting a light of light.

She suddenly asked, "Did you be by his side when your master passed away?"

Gui Li's body shook slightly, and then turned around, still kneeling next to the iron pot. At the same time, facing Su Ru, he whispered, "Yes."

Su Ru looked at Gui Li deeply and said, "After you fainted yesterday, I changed the medicine for your injury, but I found that where your chest was seriously injured, there was a red flame sword spirit unique to your master in your body, which hurt your meridians the most. That's why. What's going on?"

Gui Li's heart suddenly jumped, and unconsciously his hands sweated slightly. After a moment, he whispered, "The disciple's injury this time is indeed a heavy hand of the master, but..."

When he said this, he was at a loss for a moment, but he didn't know where to start. That night's change was sudden, twists and turns and strange. Even though he had experienced human disputes and turmoil for a long time, he couldn't help but be thrilling. What's more, he died the most beloved teacher in his life

Su Ru snorted, Feng's eyes were majestic, and she said coldly, "You come from the truth."

Gui Li didn't dare to look at Su Ru for a moment. He lowered his head. After a moment, he spoke slowly. He returned to the ruins of Caomiao Village that night and met a mysterious figure, and chased all the way to the abandoned Yizhuang outside Heyang City. Later, Tian was not easy to die, and he slowly told Su Ru

Su Ru's face became paler and paler, especially after hearing Tian Buyi's last death in the end, there was no blood color at all. She only grasped Tian Buyi's palm tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that her husband would leave again.

At the end, Gui Li whispered, "That's what happened. I dare not deceive the master."

Su Ru's eyes turned to Tian Buyi and looked deeply at the familiar and serene face. Perhaps, in her husband's heart, he did not have much remorse. In his heart, he thought that these were what he should do!

She took a deep breath and straightened up, although she really wanted to lie down like this and lie down with her husband, no longer care about anything, but she knew it was not the right time.

"You really saw it clearly..." Su Ru's voice sounded a little erratic.

Gui Li didn't understand for a moment and said, "Master, what do you mean?"

Su Ru was pale and whispered, "That mysterious man is really in charge of teaching real people... Brother Dao Xuan?"

Gui Li took a deep breath and said decisively, "I saw it with my own eyes. Even if the man turned into flying ashes, I won't mis read it wrong."

Su Ru nodded silently. After a while, she asked slowly, "As you just said, it's not easy for him to knock you down when he was in a final mental disorder. Did it be Lu Xueqi of Xiaozhufeng who killed him?"

Gui Li's body shook, and a cold sweat came down from his forehead for a moment, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Su Ru didn't say anything, but just looked at the ghost, as if she was in a ttrout mind. However, under her eyes, the expression on the ghost's face changed violently, like suffering. After a long time, he whispered, "That... Lu Xueqi, she, she is actually to save me, no, it's a disciple..." Suddenly, his face was solemn, he knelt on the ground, and whispered, "Master, it's all Then Lu Xueqi, she..."

Su Ru sighed and said, "I remember the disciples in Qingyunmen. Over the years, you haven't been the best with her. Even if you enter the devil's way, I heard that she still misses you very much. For the sake of you, she has rebelled against the meaning of Sister Shuiyue several times, and even refused the marriage

The ghost knelt on the ground, and his heart was in a mess. There were thousands of words in his stomach, but he couldn't say a word. On the night of that day, although he knew that Lu Xueqi had to take action in order to save him, Tian Buyi was the teacher who raised him up, and the person he loved all his life, and in front of him, the Tian's sword ran through the teacher's chest... After that, he almost subconsciously When he was deeply sad, he rejected Lu Xueqi thousands of miles away.

After the turmoil in southern Xinjiang, there was a short hug, but under this creation, the gap is deeper and greater. I really don't know why the sky is so cruel!

In front of Su Ru this time, although Gui Li once had such a complicated mentality, he could not sit back and watch Su Ru's misunderstanding of Lu Xueqi. However, he understood more deeply that the master's wife treated the master with deep affection, which was even more than herself. So how can he ask the master to be magnanimous about things that are difficult for him to accept?

Gui Li was speechless and didn't know what to say.

The facts are as sharp and ruthless as a blade, and everyone who approaches seems to be hurt by it!

It's just that Su Ru's face is not as decisive as she imagined at this moment. On the contrary, after the initial sadness, her face slowly became thoughtful. After a while, Su Ru said to Gui Li, "I remember you just said that before it was not easy to die, the mind replied briefly and recognized you, didn't you?"

Gui Li nodded and said, "Yes."

Su Ru said, "Then what did he say to you?"

Gui Li thought for a moment and whispered, "Master, after waking up, he said two words to me."

Su Ru asked, "What did he say?"

Gui Li said, "Master's first sentence was strange, but he repeated three words: don't blame her, don't blame her. The second sentence is to explain to the disciple that after the death of the master, take his body back to Dazhufeng and give it to the master's wife, and tell the master..."

Su Ru's face changed and said, "What does he want you to say to me?"

Gui Li whispered, "Master, when he is dying, he wants his disciples to tell his master's wife, please express his condolences, don't... don't do stupid things."

Su Ru was speechless, with tears in her eyes, and her body shook again and again. She saw that her whole body was weak and shaky, and she was already heartbroken. Gui Li was sad and worried, but he didn't dare to come forward. He could only kneel on the ground, kowtowed and said, "My condolences, Master!"

After a long time, I heard Su Ru's slightly calm voice and whispered, "I'm fine. Get up."

Gui Li stood up and looked up. Su Ru's face had calmed down, but the sadness in her eyes was still obvious.

In the quiet hall, there was another silence. Gui Li silently added a few pieces of paper money to the iron pot next to him. At this time, Su Ru suddenly said, "Do you also have dissatisfaction and resentment about Lu Xueqi killing your master?"

Gui Li was shocked. I don't know what the teacher's question meant, and he couldn't answer it for a moment. But Su Ru is an extremely smart person. In addition, the world has long been seen through, and only looking at the look on the ghost's face, it is mostly clear to her.

She said lightly, "Do you know what the three words 'don't blame her' mean to you before you die?"

Gui Li was stunned and said, "What?"

Su Ru smiled bitterly and said, "As I expected, I'm afraid he is willing to kill Miss Lu Xueqi and Lu."

Ghost Li was shocked and said, "Madam, what you said..."

Su Ru sighed and said, "That's all. The past is unbearable to look back, but it can't be dissipated after all. The secrets of our previous generation can't involve you juniors. She silently turned around and looked at Tian Buyi. She saw that Tian Buyi's face was calm and calm. It looked like she was asleep. She said in a low voice, "It's not easy. You must also want me to tell him that secret..."