The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 115 Buried a Person ([-] in [-])

Looking at the suicide note written by Xiao He, Xu Zifan sighed endlessly. Xiao He misjudged the wrong person, or Li Yulong hid it too deeply. He didn't judge the kindness and resentment of this senior.

Looking at Xiao He's body in the sarcophagus in front of him, Xu Zifan could only sigh, the years passed, time flies, all grievances, all vendettas, all love and hatred have disappeared in the smoke and dust of history, and have all gone with the wind.

Life is short, scrambling for fame and fortune, and for what?After a hundred years, it will be just a pile of loess, and nothing can be taken away.

After sighing, Xu Zifan also came back to his senses, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he said to the old woman in the coffin: "I don't occupy this valley, but since there is a destiny, let's go to the earth for peace."

Then Xu Zifan walked to the door of the room of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground, and put it back into the scabbard behind his back with a clang, turned his head to look at the six people, and sighed: "Your mother, it's better to go to the ground for peace." Finally, go and say goodbye to her old man."

At this time, after hearing what Xu Zifan said, the six immortals of Taogu rarely did not quarrel with each other. Although the six people were like children at heart, even crazy, at this moment, they may also feel something. Today may be the last time they see their mother, and they will soon Forever apart, forever, forever...

"Woooo...why am I crying? Boss?" Tao Shixian said with tears streaming down her face.

"Woooo...why am I crying too?" Tears were also falling from the corners of the eyes of several other people at this time.

"It's all your fault, if you don't cry, why would we cry!" Several people said to Tao Shixian while crying.

"Wuuuuuuu... Brothers... I don't know why I want to cry!" Tao Shixian was crying so hard at the moment that her nose was running out.

……

Seeing this, Xu Zifan's heart was heavy, and he couldn't see this kind of life and death.He understood that maybe the six of them already knew that their mother had gone, but they just didn't believe this fact.

They are anesthetizing themselves, and they are expecting that their mother just fell asleep or became angry and stopped talking. When they go out and come home again, mother will still cook as before, waiting for them to come home for dinner. !
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

At this time, the six people walked to the front of the sarcophagus with tears in their eyes, crying very sadly.

"Wuuuu...Mother, wake up!"

"Wuuu...Mother, don't be angry with us, we won't quarrel with each other anymore!"

"...Mother, I want to hear you talk..."

"...Mother...I want to eat your barbecue..."

……

The six of them were crying loudly at this moment, their hearts were sad, and their tears were almost running dry.

Xu Zifan walked out of this small temple, heaved a long sigh, and looked up at the sky. The peach-red mist in the sky was shrouded in transpiration. Under the sunlight, it seemed to flow like colorful haze. At this time, it is like saying goodbye to the colorful clouds, and it is the last beautiful farewell to the deceased.

Two hours later, the sky gradually darkened, and it was already night. At this time, candles were lit in the temple, and there were even four sticks of incense in front of the sarcophagus.

At this time, Xu Zifan was sitting alone in the main hall, staring at the spirit tablet in front of him in a daze.

A word "Love" is deeply engraved into the tablet, and it is dark red, which is very strange.

"Is it a commemoration of that lost love?" Xu Zifan guessed.

"Or do you miss the joy and joy of the past?"

The word "love" on the spiritual tablet is strong and powerful, like a silver hook painted on iron. It can be seen that the person who wrote it was determined at that time. From this, it can be speculated that this spiritual tablet is definitely not used to commemorate the passing love.

"What exactly does it mean?" Xu Zifan couldn't figure it out. This piece of love tablet is the biggest mystery here, which makes people wonder and puzzle.

The word love is the most beautiful, but also the most hurtful. It does not know where it starts, where it lives, where it ends, where it ends, where it ends, and where it ends.

Xu Zifan rubbed his temples and felt a little headache. It involves the word love. From ancient times to the present, who can understand clearly, who can understand clearly.

Outside the temple, the evening wind blows, and the peach tree forest rustles in the wind. It is the sound of the green peach tree leaves colliding with each other in the wind, and there are pieces of pink petals fluttering in the air, flying all over the place. There are valleys, beautiful and dreamy to the extreme, like poetry and picturesque.

On the temple windows, the stickers in the panes have not been replaced for a long time. After being exposed to wind and rain, some of them have cracked and rattled in the evening wind.

The night wind blew in, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and fluttering petals, into the temple.

At this moment, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, the candles in the temple are flickering, and the surroundings are flickering. The lit incense and the smoke are swaying in the soft wind, and the whole temple is full of breath The smell of incense.

In the first room on the right, the Six Immortals of Taogu no longer cried at this time, but just sat around the sarcophagus, all in a daze, thinking about the past.

This is their last night with their mother. This kind of time often triggers memories. The past scenes flow through their hearts. The past happiness, past sadness, and everything in the past are in their hearts again Flashed over and over, causing heartache and grief.

And Xu Zifan, sitting in front of the main hall at the moment, was a little dazed looking at the spirit tablet with the word love.

Years go by, time goes by, what is love?What is love?Who can tell clearly since ancient times?
The world of mortals is rolling, some people exist, but they have been forgotten, some people have passed away, but they are still remembered until eternity.

Inside the temple, cigarettes are lingering, filled everywhere, candles are flickering, light and dark are flickering, and on the spiritual tablet, the word "love", stroke by stroke, is like a silver hook made of iron, strong and powerful, with a sense of determination , come out through the words.

At this moment, Xu Zifan seemed to see a long-haired woman with a sad expression, tears in her eyes, and extreme pain and grief surrounded her.

After a long time, she no longer had tears, her face was dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Mom...my chest hurts, it hurts so much..."

"We also hurt... woo..."

There was a child's voice, tender and cute, and pitiful. The voice gradually became ethereal and turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

……

Finally, a crisp sword sound of "Canglang" sounded, a dazzling white light flashed in the darkness, and then a strand of blue silk slipped down, fluttering in the wind, and finally landed on the ground.

Pull out the sword of wisdom and cut the thread of love!
laugh!laugh!laugh……

The white sword light flashed, and a peach tree turned into debris, which fell to the ground one after another. Only one wooden sign appeared in the woman's hand.

"laugh……"

A slender jade finger seemed to have lost the vitality of life at this moment, becoming pale and dry, and pointed at the wooden sign.

Then, stroke by stroke, it was the woman who carved words on the wooden sign with her fingers, and blood flowed out, but the woman seemed to be indifferent to the pain, with a look of determination in her eyes, very firm, still serious, careful, and vigorous One word was written with powerful strokes: "love".

As soon as the word "love" came out, the woman felt neither sad nor happy, and her figure gradually faded into nothingness, leaving only a sigh in the void, vaguely absent: "If there is love in the sky, the sky will also grow old, and the love will be buried... "

The incense mist lingers and the candlelight flickers. At this time, the temple is quiet. On the tablet of love, the word "love" is deeply imprinted in dark red color, like some withered blood, which makes people feel a little sad.

In Xu Zifan's eyes, the purple light was shining, and Zihua was shining, and the purple light that was about a foot long shot out. He was concentrating on studying the word "love" on the spiritual tablet.

After a long time, Zihua disappeared from his eyes and returned to the ordinary, he said to himself, "If the sky has love, the sky will also grow old, how can we bury love?"

"Do you want to bury your love?"

He was pondering, comprehending some of the information he had just obtained from observing the Spirit Tablet of Love.

Judging from Xiao He's suicide note, there is no mention of martial arts, but judging from the martial arts of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, Xiao He's martial arts must be profound and unfathomable.

This point, Xu Zifan has now affirmed that Xiao He is definitely a super master of martial arts, he has realized the existence of "God", and he is a master no less than Feng Qingyang.

Human beings have three treasures: "essence", "qi" and "shen", which involve the level of "shen", that is, human's seven emotions and six desires, and human's spiritual will.

Just like the way of swordsmanship in the breeze, once performed, the breeze is gentle, the drizzle is misty, the vegetation is sad, and the galaxy is crying, making the surrounding world mourn and can affect people's spiritual will.

And on the tablet with the word love, Xu Zifan also sensed that there was Xiao He's martial arts will left on it. Her martial arts is: "Burn love!"

The world is so big, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, maybe somewhere in the world, there is a super expert hidden.

Xu Zifan was very surprised at this moment, Xiao He was not famous in the world at all, no one in the Jianghu knew about it, and he just died of old age in the primitive deep valley silently.

Who would have thought that in this poor and remote place in southern Xinjiang, in this primitive mountain forest, a master no less than Feng Qingyang would die like this, leaving nothing behind.

Even her martial arts just disappeared into the world just like this with her departure. For such an unfathomable super martial arts master, her departure was too thorough, and there was no legacy left, which made Xu Zifan feel very heartbroken .

But after thinking about it, she has "buried her feelings", maybe nothing is left behind, which is more in line with her martial arts.

"Funeral love, funeral love... really decisive!" Xu Zifan couldn't help sighing.

The cool breeze was blowing, the peach trees were rustling, the moon was almost setting, the night was about to pass, and the sun had not yet come out.

At this time, inside the temple, the Taogu Six Immortals burst into tears, because their mother was going to be buried.

On the sarcophagus, the lid has been covered at this moment. Xu Zifan found a piece of white cloth in the house, tore it into six pieces of white cloth, and tied them on the head of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley.

"gone……"

Xu Zifan opened his mouth, walked out of the temple first, and walked north step by step. Behind him, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley carried the sarcophagus, crying while walking, and followed Xu Zifan's footsteps to the north.

Two miles to the north of the temple, there is a gazebo, which is the highest point of Peach Valley. Although Xu Zifan never thought about occupying the bottom of this valley, but thinking about meeting fate, he still prepared to bury her as written in Xiao He's suicide note. here.

This is Xiao He's wish. She hopes that even if her body dies, her soul can still be at the highest place, and often enjoy the picturesque beauty in this peach valley.

A quarter of an hour later, a few people came to the highest point in the valley. There was a gazebo here. Standing here, one could have a panoramic view of the whole valley, but one could see a peach-red color in the valley. They fluttered down one after another, but in the sky, there was a thick peach-red gas enveloped, like smoke, like fog, flowing, making people feel as if they had come to a dream world.

"Peach Root Immortal, Peach Dry Immortal, come and dig the ground with me."

In order to show respect for the deceased, Xu Zifan probably didn't want to destroy the scenery here, so he didn't use violence to dig a hole, so now he helped several people dig the hole together.

Several of them are masters, with deep internal strength and abundant physical strength. After a while, they have dug more than two meters deep. At this moment, the stone used for digging in Xu Zifan's hand suddenly hit something.

There was only a "click", there was a light sound, and even sparks came out, but it hit the metal object.

Xu Zifan pushed aside the soil, but what he saw was an iron box with a length, width, and height of about one foot. The iron box was tightly closed, but there was no lock, so it could be opened directly.

At this moment, Xu Zifan's heart moved, he thought of something, and he was very happy in his heart, but this was not the time to look at the contents of the box, and then he put the iron box in the gazebo and continued to dig.

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley also found this iron box at this time, but they felt sad and didn't say anything.

Finally, the three dug the tomb, and when the sun rose in the east, a tomb had already been erected here.

In front of the tomb, there is a wooden sign that reads: "Xiao He's Tomb."

At this time, the sun was rising in the east, and the sun was shining brightly, reflecting into the valley. The peach-red mist in the sky refracted colorful rays of light under the sunlight, which was beautiful and beautiful, reflecting the valley like a fairy tale world.

Before leaving, Xu Zifan solemnly burned four sticks of incense to express his respect for the deceased.

But the Six Immortals of Peach Valley turned their heads step by step, the tears in their eyes were dried up, their eyes were red and swollen, and they were very sad. Their closest relatives in this world will bid farewell to them forever.

When he returned to the temple, looking at the empty room, Xu Zifan felt a little dazed, he died like a lamp went out, maybe that's it, nothing left.

Regardless of whether a person was a peerless master or an ordinary person, there is nothing left after death, only a pair of skins are buried in the coffin, and they have passed away forever since then.

From then on, the whole world, no matter what happens, good or bad, has nothing to do with this person, whether the world is prosperous or flooded, it has nothing to do with him.

Only the crying of loved ones and friends, the grief and the memory of this man, and perhaps the memories of his enemies?But these will gradually fade with the passage of time.

Until, even relatives, friends, and even enemies are no longer in this world, and the memory of him in this world is completely gone, turning into nothingness.

People come and go for a lifetime, and they pass by in a hurry, coming and going, and they are just a handful of loess in the end. This makes so many heroes and beauties in ancient times feel helpless!
At this moment, thinking of these, Xu Zifan's gaze became firmer. In the real world, everything is possible, and perhaps the immortality imagined by the ancients will also be realized in the future.

Whether he is unfortunate or lucky, he was born in this life, so he must fight to see the beautiful scenery on the road of longevity.

(End of this chapter)