Chapter 247 Two thousand years, waiting for misty rain
"Senior Mingshanzi, I found it."
Liu Hou poked his head out from a large pile of ancient books in Taiyi Sect.
There was no one beside him, but he was talking to the headband of a big-headed doll.
The big-headed doll moved strangely and turned to look at Liu Hou, with expectation on his face: "How is the funeral?"
"Your wife, Shao, never remarried and lived in Liushu Village at the foot of Taiyimen Mountain all her life. She died at the age of 87."
Liu Hou replied.
"Eighty-seven years old, eighty-seven years old..."
Mingshanzi, the oath soul in the big-headed doll, murmured for a long time.
"At that time, your wife was already old."
Liu Hou advised.
As the saying goes two thousand years ago, seventy years of life are rare in ancient times. Shao lived to be eighty-nine years old, which was indeed a joyful occasion.
"Of course I know."
Ming Shanzi sighed and asked, "Where is my son?"
"Your son, Ding Lide, went up the mountain at the age of seven and entered the Taiyi Sect. His talent was outstanding, and at the age of forty-three, he became the thirteenth abbot of the Taiyi Sect. His Taoist name is Minghong Taoist."
"Taoist Minghong, Taoist Minghong..."
"good!"
Ming Shanzi sighed again, and finally uttered a good word.
Minghong, taken from the "Analects of Confucius", means "Ming Li Ming Xin, Hong Tian Hong Di".
It's for the road.
"In his lifetime, can he contribute to the world's common people?"
Ming Shanzi's voice was trembling.
His son eventually became the abbot of Taiyi Sect, which he never expected.
"certainly."
Liu Hou replied: "Taoist Minghong not only hoeed the strong and supported the weak, slayed demons, but also stepped forward several times in wars to save the common people from water and fire. Even the thousands of suppressed tombs among the great monsters in Stone City are also
He raised money to repair it.
He is a man of great power, kindness and compassion.”
"Okay! Good, good!"
When Ming Shanzi heard that his son was so promising, he uttered four good words in succession.
He is obviously extremely satisfied with his son.
"How did my son die?"
After hesitating for a moment, Ming Shanzi asked the final question.
Liu Hou lowered his head and checked the classics: "At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, a great demon appeared on the Yangtze River. It brought chaos to the people on both sides of the river. For a time, their lives were devastated, and countless people on both sides of the river were displaced.
Taoist Minghong stepped forward and killed the monster with his own strength.
In the end, he died due to excessive injuries.
He died at the age of 67."
"I see."
Ming Shanzi remained silent for a long time and said no more words.
The big-headed doll's hood remained motionless.
I don't know if it's sadness or regret.
Liu Hou couldn't bear it: "Senior, after the death of Taoist Minghong, he and your wife's grave were connected to each other. They were buried together in a small fishing village on the bank of the Yangtze River.
The villagers who benefited from his kindness raised money to erect a monument in his honor.
To this day, the ruins of the monument should still be there.
Senior, do you want to take a look?"
The big-headed doll's hood shook, and a dull voice popped out: "I want to, but how can I see it? Thanks to Abbot Liu Hou, you used your secret method to retain my remaining soul. But I don't have much time...
Once the sun shines on me, my remaining soul will disappear."
"I have my own way."
Liu Hou smiled mysteriously and found an old white oil-paper umbrella from Taiyi Gate.
Open.
Said: "Senior, please enter this umbrella."
Riding the train, in the early morning, stepping on the dew.
Liu Hou stepped into a small fishing village.
The morning and evening activities in the fishing village have just begun, and some villagers got up in twos and threes.
Some rode electric tricycles to work in the fields, while others combed fishing nets and prepared to go fishing in the Yangtze River.
Liu Hou held an oil-paper umbrella and carried a sword gate on his back.
Weird looking.
I asked a fisherman politely.
When the fisherman saw Liu Hou asking about an old stone tablet, he thought about it carefully and pointed to the location.
Liu Hou walked along the cement road and came to the bank of the Yangtze River.
On the Yangtze River in the morning, there is a white strip of water vapor wrapped around the river surface.
It is winding and winding, which is really spectacular.
Another turn.
Entering an ancient road that had long been buried by weeds.
I walked straight forward, stepping on the broken bluestone slabs, and walked for several kilometers.
Finally, a broken stone monument appeared in front of us.
There are words engraved on the stone tablet, but they have been corroded by wind and rain so long ago that they cannot be seen clearly.
Most of the top also collapsed.
The stone tablet is covered with moss.
"This is it."
Liu Hou opened his umbrella and said, "Senior, please come out."
The sun has not yet emerged from the mountain stream on the opposite side, and the surrounding area is filled with misty water vapor.
I don't know if it's water vapor or an illusion.
Unexpectedly, I saw a burly figure walking out from under the open umbrella.
Liu Hou held an umbrella, and the burly figure followed the umbrella and came to the broken stone monument.
Ming Shanzi reached out his hand and stroked the stone tablet.
Move gently, for fear of breaking it.
But now that he has lost his physical form, he can't touch the stone tablet.
After watching it for a long time, Ming Shanzi laughed heartily.
The smile is as hearty as the blood spilled on the stone city two thousand years ago.
"Abbot Liu Hou, my wish has been fulfilled and I have no regrets anymore."
Ming Shanzi cupped his hands and said, "Let's say goodbye."
Liu Hou felt a little sad in his heart, and was about to salute, when suddenly, he seemed to see something.
Pointing to the stone tablet, his voice trembled: "Senior Mingshanzi, look back."
Ming Shanzi seemed to realize something, and his shoulders kept shaking.
Turned around sharply.
On top of the dilapidated ancient monument, a gorgeous lady in ancient costume walked out of the monument, leading a child with a tiger-like head and a thick head.
"Lang Jun, you have lost weight."
The beauty in ancient costume looked at Ming Shanzi with misty tears.
Ming Shanzi couldn't help but shed tears. He was no longer as free and easy as before: "I have worked hard for so many years, madam."
"It's not hard work. The husband sheds his blood for the common people, but the pain of my body is not worth mentioning."
Shao took a step forward, wanting to get closer to her husband.
She pulled the child beside her, and the child shouted loudly: "Dad, you are back."
"I'm back!"
Ming Shanzi also answered loudly.
He held his wife and children in his arms, crying and laughing at the same time: "You have disciplined your son very well, very well."
"Your son is obviously as stubborn as you."
Shao's anger.
"Dad, is that big-headed doll's hood useful? Did it protect you?"
the little boy asked.
"Protected, protected. Without it, the big monster wouldn't be sealed at all."
"I'm just telling you, but my mother still said it's useless. Humph!"
The family of three seems to have endless things to talk about.
Suddenly, it rained.
The sun that was about to emerge was obscured by rain clouds.
Light rain fell on the banks of the Yangtze River.
The mist and rain entangled the river.
It was like a reunion after a thousand years, which moved God.
Mingshanzi's family bowed deeply to Liu Hou.
Liu Hou also replied.
The remnant souls of Ming Shanzi's family were about to pass away. Suddenly, he looked back, as if he remembered something.
"Abbot Liu Hou, the book in your body is extremely mysterious."
Ming Shanzi said.
Liu Hou, who was originally moved, suddenly felt his heart tremble.
This book is my biggest secret, but I didn't expect Ming Shanzi to read it.
Ming Shanzi smiled and said: "I know where the remaining page of that book is. I just don't know if it is still there after two thousand years."
"real!"
Liu Hou's heart was beating wildly and he said hurriedly: "Senior, do you know the origin of this heavenly book?"
Ming Shanzi shook his head: "I don't know. I'm afraid someone knows, and that person is far above our level.
If the abbot wants to discover the secrets of the Book of Heaven, then go forward bravely. Maybe you will know it naturally when you climb to a certain height."
After saying that, Ming Shanzi approached Liu Hou's ear and told him the location of the broken page.
Another bow.
The remaining souls of a family of three finally dissipated into the world.
