Chapter 5 Chapter 5 was just at a loss

When the autumn of the next year came, the master of the Dingjiange Pavilion finally recovered from his long-term illness. In order to thank the Baiyun Palace for the elixir, the Second Young Master Wei of the Dingjiange and his newlyweds went to Bicheng Mountain to burn incense and fulfill their vows. They also brought a large number of incense candle offerings. . There are still yellow leaves all over the mountain, dancing like withered butterflies after the wind passes. ——That is a beautiful festival created by how many deaths? Withering glory and life and death, the cycle goes on and on, and life is endless.

As she walked up the steep stone steps step by step, Xue Chuyan held her husband's arm tightly.For some reason, even though she had already left Baiyun Palace, once she returned here, there was still a strong shadow in her heart that could not be erased.It seemed that the peaceful and happy life she had obtained today was unreal and would be broken at the touch of a finger. "What, are you tired from walking? Xiaoyan?" Wei Zhuang keenly felt the change in the strength on his arm, and looked back at his wife, "Would you like to sit in front?" He pointed to a small pool by the side of the road ahead.It was a pool dug by natural springs. There are large and small white stones scattered around the pool, and yellow leaves are flying down. It is quiet and pleasant.

Xue Chuyan just smiled and shook her head, without speaking. Suddenly, I heard a few soft sounds of "shua shua", and the yellow leaves on the ground flew up and were swept into a pile.From the side path, a woman in a costume and hair crown swept the fallen leaves into a pile and walked slowly. "Master——" Seeing the middle-aged female crown with her head bowed and sweeping the fallen leaves, she almost blurted out that familiar address, but she grabbed Huai Bing's arm tightly with her fingers, and finally endured it forcefully. Huai Bing was also shocked, but she didn't know what Taoist name Jingming changed now, she hesitated for a while, but just greeted lightly: "Hello, Taoist leader."

The female crown in plain clothes stopped her hands, looked up at the two of them, her eyes were clear and far away, and suddenly her eyes rested on Xue Chuyan, she settled down, and then smiled slowly: "——There is a vegetarian feast on the mountain today, the two of you Hurry up and catch up." Xue Chuyan hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say a few more words to her master, but Jingming had already turned her head and swept away the dead leaves, ignoring the two of them. Those leaves fluttered, bumped, and twirled under her cloud broom in the wind, making rustling sounds all over the mountains and fields—it seemed that they were protesting against the autumn wind and did not want to leave the branches, but they were no match for good fortune after all. Kurong's strength finally drifted to the ground and turned into mud.

Looking at the master's back, Xue Chuyan suddenly felt her eyes warm, and quickly took her husband's hand and continued to climb up the stairs. "The autumn pond is not self-cooling, and the wind and leaves make noise together." Suddenly, she heard someone chanting such a sentence behind her.She looked back in surprise, looked down from the stone steps, and saw the master leaning on a cloud broom, looking at the yellow leaves all over the mountain and muttering.Then, with a soft sigh, he continued to sweep those dead leaves into a pile, and swept them into the dug earth pit—it turned out that the master was actually burying those leaves.

However, the dead leaves all over the mountain are shaking endlessly after every gust of wind. How much can such a lonely woman be buried alone in the empty mountain? When Jingming turned her head to pick up the flower hoe, she saw the two people standing on the steps looking at her, smiled slightly, and said as if to explain: "These leaves are buried in the ground and turned into soil, and new plants will be planted on them next year." The flowers and trees can grow more luxuriantly!" "So that's it." Xue Chuyan also smiled slightly, and answered, her heart became a little more relaxed, "Don't bother the Taoist priest anymore." She pulled Wei Zhuang who was somewhat inexplicable, and continued to walk along the long stone steps. Walking forward, the words "Baiyun Palace" on the mountain gate in the distance are already in sight.

She didn't want to tell her husband, and she didn't want to tell Master Feng, the sentence she heard just now was still Li Yishan's poem! ——It turns out that at least the master still has a bit of the past in his heart.However, since she wants to have such a finish, then all those who love her should not bother her anymore. However, in this world, there are some things that will not die after all, even if they are passed on from generation to generation, they will not die. Having seen Senior Sister Hua Qing, who has become the lord of Baiyun Palace, standing at the door to welcome them, Hua Ying smiled lightly, looked up at Wei Zhuang, held his arm tightly, and leaned her head lightly on it—— I don't know what will happen in the future, but at least at this moment, he is really by her side.