After being reborn through the book, the apprentice becomes black and clings to the master's up

A light rain began to fall in the sky. Xue Yuyang sat on the edge of the corridor, swinging his legs and watching the soft and fine rain coming towards his face, letting the sweet rain fall from his cheeks.

Today is the anniversary of his mother's death. His master and junior brother have not returned from the lower world yet. He is the only one in the huge Jinxing Pavilion, which is a little thin.

Watching the rain getting lighter, he stood up and stepped onto the rain-stained lawn, heading to his father's place.

In the bamboo forest, Xue Qi squatted beside the tomb, tenderly stroking the name he had carved on the tombstone with his own hands - the tomb of his beloved wife He Qing.

Xue Yuyang stood nearby with a sore nose and red eyes. He couldn't help but rub his sore nose and tears swirling in his eyes with his hands.

His voice was so choked that he couldn't say anything, "Dad."

Before he became a disciple, he could see his father sitting alone on a wicker chair at midnight every day, staring at the moon in a daze. He stayed there all night, secretly wiping away his tears, but during the day he pretended to be strong, what the hell? This never happened. The actor was a good father who gave him the affection he lacked. I heard from others that when his mother passed away, his father stayed awake for a month and stayed by the curtain. No one could persuade him. His father missed his lover more than anyone else, that was his only true love.

When he was five years old, he woke up once in the middle of the night and saw his father getting dressed. He didn't know where he was going. He followed him curiously and secretly, all the way to the bamboo forest behind the Bamboo Forest Studio, hiding in a hidden corner of the bamboo forest. , watching his father sitting next to the grave, leaning on one side, looking at the swaying bamboo forest with his eyes dreamily, muttering to himself, 'Aqing, did you hear it? The bamboo forest has grown up. You said that you like the round moon and the rustling bamboo forest. You said that you like bamboo because it means perseverance and integrity. Just like you, these Xue Lang all Remember, keep it all in mind, so can you take another look? Our foreigner has grown up and is a brave child. You died when he was two or three months old. He doesn’t remember you, but he always asks what kind of person you are. I tell him that your mother is The most beautiful person in the world, gentle, virtuous, kind-hearted as a doctor, and considerate. Although he does not remember your appearance, he knows that you are the best mother in the world.'

"Aqing." He called over and over again, but no matter how much he called, no one responded to his call.

Xue Yuyang looked at his father's appearance, his eyes turned red quietly, he covered his mouth and sobbed secretly. He was afraid that he would be discovered and went back secretly, hiding in the quilt and crying, "Dad, mother."

Xue Qi didn't turn his head, smiled bitterly, and waved for people to come over, "Yang'er, come and see your mother."

Xue Yuyang knelt down next to Xue Qi, looking at the tombstone, tears fell down, "Mother, Yang'er knows that mother is the best mother in the world."

"Aqing, Yang'er's facial features are exactly the same as yours, and his temperament is the same as yours. Xue Lang can't compare to Yang'er now. It's all your credit that Yang'er has entered the great realm." Xue Qi's eyes were full of tears. .

"Yang'er has grown up and will take up the responsibility of Linggu Peak. Don't worry, mom, everything is fine." Xue Yuyang said.

His mother has passed away for twenty-five years, and he comes back every year on the anniversary of her death. He knows that his father needs him.

"Dad, Master said that our deceased relatives will turn into the brightest stars in the sky and stay with us all the time." Xue Yuyang firmly believed that his mother had never left.

"Yes." Xue Qi's face was full of vicissitudes of life, "Your mother has always been here."

After the words fell, neither of them spoke anymore. After a long silence, Xue Qi looked at Xue Yuyang, whose eyes were red, and asked: "Yang'er, do you want your mother to come back?"

"Dad..., people cannot be resurrected after death." Xue Yuyang said sadly.

Why doesn't he want to see his mother? He has never seen her, but there is no resurrection after death.

Xue Qi did not answer, but asked again: "What if there is a way to get your mother to come back to us?"

His eyes were firm.

Xue Yuyang couldn't believe why his father said this.

"Yang'er knows that dad misses his mother, but that's impossible. Even if there is, it's against the norm and goes against the morals of the world. Dad, think about it, why is it a forbidden skill? Because it's impossible. Things like this will bring disaster to thousands of living beings!" Xue Yuyang grabbed Xue Qi's sleeves with his fingers, and the force on his fingertips made his palms turn white. He didn't want his father to go to extremes, let alone make some violations. Moral things in the world.

"Hahaha." Xue Qi smiled bitterly, "It's your father who is confused. It's because he misses your mother too much. In the end, it's his father who is confused. Your mother's body is not rotten, but she is very lonely lying down there."

"Dad, you... don't do something wrong, or my mother will never come back." Xue Yuyang shook his head in pain.

Xue Qi said: "Yang'er, please go back first. Dad still wants to talk to your mother again."

Xue Yuyang hesitated to speak. When he saw his father, he could no longer say anything.

"it is good"

When he was about to leave the bamboo forest, he looked back and frowned.

He found that his father looked a little strange.

Xue Qi took out his purse in front of the empty tomb. Raindrops from the leaves of a bamboo tree dripped onto the purse.

Everyone thought it was He Qing under the tomb. The tomb had long been empty, and there was an empty coffin under the big earth bag.

Ignoring the dirt on his body, he looked at the purse in his hand and said to himself as he walked, "When you come back, it will be the day when I will teach you the position of master. At that time, I will take you to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. You are in the bamboo forest." Dancing gracefully under the moon, the bright moon casts a dazzling and holy light for you, and I accompany you with music. We live in a bamboo house that only belongs to the two of us. We don’t care about the secular world or the world, only about you and me."

He threw off his clothes, walked out of the bamboo forest, returned to the forbidden room, and rushed to the ice coffin. He did not dare to open the ice coffin for fear of disturbing the rest of the people inside.

In his opinion, his Aqing was not dead, but just asleep, just asleep.

*

In the Cuyu Pavilion, Lou Han is lying on it like a salted fish. Don't ask him why he is a salted fish.

If he couldn't get out of bed, how could he be a salty fish? Why should he be a salty fish? Isn't it because Boyu, that beast, was born in the year of dog, and every good place on his body was bitten, and there were teeth marks all over his body, especially a certain place down there that was really painful, and there were blue hairs at the base of his thighs. Purple, almost broken skin.

"Can't you get up? It's not raining outside." Boyu opened the door and came in, stood beside the bed and lowered his head for a kiss.

"I can't get up!" Lou Han gritted his teeth, "It's all because you bullied me too hard, no matter how hard you were, and you didn't even have a break, so you still have the nerve to let me get up? I'm sorry!"

He pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

"It's all my fault. I promise you whatever you want." Boyu looked at the bulging lump and rarely put down his body to coax people.

"Then I want to go back and take a look. I've been here for more than a month, and my apprentice doesn't even recognize me anymore." Lou Han muttered in the quilt.

"No!" Boyu declined with a low face. He could agree to anything, but he couldn't just go back.

Lou Han lost his temper, "You just said, promise me whatever you want, and now you're regretting it, you liar!"

When I go back, if people hide, they won’t come back.

"Okay, okay, I'm really scared of you. You can go back, but I want to stay with you." How could Boyu not know his little thoughts?

"That's it." Lou Han ignored the pain, lifted the quilt, got dressed, opened the door and went out, "Quickly go."

Just follow me back, are you afraid? The Ice Palace is so big, it’s enough for you to find. I’ll be comfortable for a few days.

He was so happy that he immediately sent a message and asked his apprentice to wait in front of the Ice Palace.

Who hasn’t ordered Xiao Jiujiu? When the time comes, if you stop me, I will run away and I won’t be able to catch you.

When they arrived, An Lin was already waiting. At that moment, An Lin was Lou Han's savior. He rushed to An Lin's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said quickly: "Jade Spirit Immortal Lord has something to discuss with you, you guys." Let’s talk, Master will leave first.”

The man who slipped ran away without looking at the expression on the person behind him, let alone the smile.

Boyu didn't look at An Lin, but just asked him to step back. An Lin was a person with a delicate mind and good at observing colors. Naturally, he could sense something was wrong and left immediately.

Lou Han was as happy as a free little rabbit spinning around in the Ice Palace. He ran to an ice couch and lay down on it to stretch his limbs.

"It's just comfortable. It should have been like this a long time ago."

He wheeled around in a circle, and when he was feeling proud, there was a familiar warmth behind him, and a familiar voice sounded.

"If you keep rolling, you will fall. Be obedient and go in. You stay longer this time. If you want to leave, we will leave." Boy Yu touched Lou Han's face.

"Well, Yufan has been missing these days. I wonder where he went? Xiaoying doesn't know either. Do you think there will be danger?" Lou Han is a worried old woman.

"Why are you worried about this? Do you think his apprentice will not notice it? He must have discovered it when Yufan acted strangely. They must be together." Boyu was helpless and laughed.

"You're right, give me a squeeze on your waist, it hurts." Lou Han turned over and called someone angrily.

"Okay." Boyu shouldered the heavy responsibility of pinching his waist without any complaints.

In the past, if someone dared to speak like this to Boyu, the grass on the grave would have been taller than anyone else. But this, he was willing to do it, and everything was worth it.