Chapter 16 The Old Tree Blossoms

After the efforts of everyone in the Yue family, they finally found an ancient note in the family's library of classics, which recorded a past event that happened.

This is a tragedy.

More than 800 years ago, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts in the Yue family.

one day,

The two children planted a small locust sapling in front of the yard together.

The little boy said to the little girl that when the locust tree grows and blooms, he will marry her into the door.

The parents of the two families laughed when they heard it, and made a friendship with Qin Jin along the way.

More than ten years later, one month before getting married,

The boy went out and went into the mountains to find the material of Dingyan Dan as a gift for his fiancée's wedding.

The girl was full of anticipation, waiting at home for the boy's return.

But the boy was gone, and since then there has been no trace.

The boy didn't come back.

People say the boy is dead, inside the Monster Beast Mountains.

The girl doesn't believe it,

Every day is still full of expectations, but the number of times I go to the front yard to water the trees is more frequent.

No response for a year, no response for two years...ten years...

The parents of both families are also getting old, and they have gradually given up, and let the girl marry a good family.

The girl still shook her head silently.

Just silently taking care of the locust tree in the front yard.

As spring and autumn come, the locust tree in the front yard has lost its leaves and grown new shoots.

The little locust tree grew into a big locust tree,

The slender girl has also become a drooping old woman.

After all, the girl couldn't wait for the day when the locust tree bloomed, and she died of old age and was buried under the locust tree.

things change,

vicissitudes of life,

Weeds grew and withered, houses collapsed and rebuilt, and front yards gradually became back hills.

Only the old locust tree grew quietly and gradually turned into a towering tree, like a huge canopy. Even if you were ten miles away, you could see the emerald green canopy.

It's just that many years have passed,

From spring to autumn, year after year, the old locust tree has not bloomed once, but there is no sign of withering, year after year, lush and abnormal.

The magic of the locust tree was gradually discovered by the people of the Yue family.

As a result, the relics left by the ancestors gradually became the family feng shui tree worshipped by the Yue family. They accepted the worship of the family every year and gradually became the symbol of the Yue family.

until today.

"Ugh……"

Dozens of people embraced the thick old locust tree. The deep ravines and folds on the dark bark are the traces left by the wind and rain.

Zhang Qingyuan stood in front of the big tree and sighed silently.

The surrounding air was blowing by the breeze, the leaves made a rattling sound, and the colorful light and shadow of the sun shining on the ground through the gaps in the leaves continued to flow.

Zhang Qingyuan stood silently under the tree,

An indescribable melancholy rose in his heart.

The Nanhai in the story is named after Yue Qizong, which is also the common name of the people of Mingshui.

this story,

It was a certain ancestor of the Yue family who felt this story and recorded it on a handwritten note.

Thousands of years have passed,

The Yue family has experienced ups and downs, and the manuscript was eventually submerged in many classics. It was only today that the elders of the Yue family found it.

time is right,

The name is right,

Then there is nothing to say.

In fact, even if there is no evidence of this ancient manuscript, most people in the Yue family will not have much doubts about this matter.

Because with Zhang Qingyuan's powerful strength, it was enough to easily destroy their entire Yue family.

In front of such a big man,

What is there for their small Yue family to be calculated by others?

No!

There is no benefit worth coveting.

The only possibility is that this is the truth.

There is a handbook as evidence to confirm that there is a legendary Dongzhen immortal in our ancestors. The entire Yue family is both sad and excited, and finally there is a burst of loss and vague expectations.

It can be said to be a mix of flavors.

Sadness is because today's sudden and unexpected disaster has caused the entire Yuejia Town to be almost destroyed, and the Internet is heavy, and almost every family is Dai Xiao.

The excitement is because there was a real immortal in the hole in my ancestors, which is obviously something to be extremely proud of.

But at the same time, such a big man who was able to suppress the entire Izumo country and the dozens of surrounding countries, standing high above the clouds, was already a fairy when they knew it, and what was brought back was just a dead bone.

It's uncomfortable,

Originally, it was possible to fly, but I didn't expect that it was just an empty joy in the end.

but,

That ancestor still has such a terrifying disciple, and he specially asked him to send the bones back, so that at least he can have a relationship with the young big man in front of him.

Even if it can't be used as a source of support, a little guidance to the children of the family is already a very big gain.

This is also the faint expectation of everyone in the Yue family.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't care much about the complicated thoughts of everyone in the Yue family.

Not to mention other things, even if it is his own master, Mingshui Daoist, and everyone in the Yue family are separated by 800 years, the blood relationship is already so weak that I don't know where to go.

Master Mingshui Daoist doesn't care, why do you care?

In contrast,

What Zhang Qingyuan cares more about is that his master is Mingshui Daoist.

He dug a dirt pit under the old locust tree with his own hands, buried the bones of the Mingshui Daoist, and built a small grave, and then the wood business environment escaped, the grass and trees grew spring, and the fresh soil was covered down.

Zhang Qingyuan bent down and pulled the grass off one by one.

Until half an hour later,

just stood up,

silent for a long time,

took a long sigh.

"Master, I have brought you back to Jiuzhou Continent according to your wishes, and brought you back to be buried under the old locust tree of the Yue family, so you can go with confidence."

He stared blankly at the tomb.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Simple, unpretentious, and not publicized, all of these are the orders of the Mingshui Daoist before his death.

Zhang Qingyuan did as he did.

Sometimes Zhang Qingyuan would think that if the master did this, maybe he just wanted to stay quietly with his master who was hundreds of years ago.

You can't be the same quilt in life, and you can't be the same acupuncture point in death.

Recalling the story of the old locust tree, remembering that the master always wanted to return to his hometown, Zhang Qingyuan somehow felt a faint love.

Suddenly,

The breeze blows,

In the air, snow-white blossoming locust trees rustled.

Zhang Qingyuan raised his head,

Suddenly found,

This old locust tree that has been green and lush for 800 years, among the dense branches and leaves, blossoms of white locust tree flowers are blooming wantonly, cluster after cluster, covered with hundreds of feet of locust branches!

It's like the spring breeze comes overnight,

old locust tree,

Flowering!

Hundreds of flowers fell all around and landed on Zhang Qingyuan, covering the ground and the newly erected tomb.

Zhang Qingyuan stood silently under the old locust tree,

no sound,

For a long time.

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