The villagers suddenly stood still and stopped moving forward.
During her lifetime, Xiuxiu was the patron saint of the village and was loved by the whole village. At this time, they all became quiet, with a solemn expression and serious smile. This was a kind of respect for Xiuxiu. Only when the wind blew,
A low and humming voice seemed to be wailing, lowering everyone's emotions to freezing point.
Lin Shaoyun sighed softly. He could understand his grandfather's mood. The white-haired man gave him a black-haired man. The feeling of being sad like the autumn wind was really uncomfortable. More importantly, he was the culprit of Xiuxiu's death.
But my grandfather didn't mean to blame him at all.
He looked in the direction of his grandfather's finger just now and saw a gravel-paved avenue, winding, penetrated straight into the distance, and sank into the mountains and ridges.
No matter how you look at it, you can't see any graves.
"Xiuxiu was not buried. Is it a sky burial? No! Only people on the grassland have such customs." Lin Shaoyun frowned unconsciously. Suddenly, his eyes slowly condensed, forming a focus in the distance, which was concentrated.
Ten feet away, a statue stood on a huge rock on the side of the road.
When I looked at it suddenly, I felt a little familiar.
"The figure of the statue looks like Xiuxiu!"
Since Lin Shaoyun was behind him, he couldn't see the front and felt that his back was so familiar.
The statue was heading towards the distance of the mountain, as if looking around and waiting for something.
Lin Shaoyun suddenly understood something and shouted: "Xiuxiu..." and ran over with his feet.
The villagers only felt a flash in front of them, and Lin Shaoyun suddenly disappeared.
Next moment!
Lin Shaoyun's white figure was already standing next to the stone sculpture.
"Xiuxiu..." Lin Shaoyun saw it from the front. This was the lively Xiuxiu, with a tall and proud figure, appearing vividly. If she hadn't looked carefully, she would have thought Xiuxiu was standing in front of her, but now she is just a seat.
stone carving.
With his hand stretched out and gently held her face, Lin Shaoyun found that his body was trembling, and his voice became a little choked, "Xiuxiu, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
The infinite expectation revealed by Xiuxiu's eyes on the stone statue can still make Lin Shaoyun feel deeply. Once upon a time, this infatuated woman was waiting for her return for many days and nights. But she had never returned.
When Angelica returned, there were already yin and yang separated.
Infatuation is just about being intoxicated by love!
Falling flowers follow the flowing water, who says flowing water is ruthless?
I don't know when Lin Wuchang came behind Lin Shaoyun and stood still, like a tree stump. He looked at his father so sad, and could feel that his mother must occupy a very important position in his father's heart. He thought
My father is so magnificent that he can marry a country girl in this remote and wild mountain forest. He does not have the most affection and holy feelings in it. Even a fool will not believe it if he says it.
"If my mother can be resurrected, I will forgive you, otherwise, I would rather not have you as a father." After a long time, Lin Wuchang spoke slowly. For some reason, he actually wanted to give his father a chance, but in fact he was doing it.
Looking for a step by himself, human hearts are all flesh, so how can he be as honest as ever to his father?
Lin Shaoyun smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I fight for this life, I will resurrect your mother, but your mother?"
Lin Wuchang widened his eyes, was stunned for a while, and thought to himself, "Isn't this my mother?"
In Lin Shaoyun's eyes, he thought this was a stone statue carved by everyone for his wife Xiuxiu.
He didn't know that just over ten years ago, Xiuxiu came here as always to wait for Lin Shaoyun's return. It was another brilliant dusk. The sunset dyed the clouds in the sky into gold, infinitely beautiful.
Lin Wuchang saw the setting sun set, and it was time to call his mother back and rest. When he came to the entrance of the village where his mother looked at every day, he called his mother a few times, but there was no response. When he approached, he found that his mother had turned into petrified.
It became a stone sculpture without moving wind and rain.
At that moment, Lin Wuchang cried into tears and shouted: I want my mother!
A sad voice echoed throughout the village.
From then on, everyone knows that Xiuxiu has actually petrified in order to wait for Lin Shaoyun.
Later, Xiuxiu stood at the entrance of the village and was called the Husband-watching Stone by the villagers. Xiuxiu was worshipped by everyone as the Bodhisattva Empress in Yongle Village and regarded her as the guardian goddess.
During festivals, all villagers in the village would gather here involuntarily, burn incense and paper for Xiuxiu, and worship her.
However, Lin Wuchang, who had lost his mother since childhood, began to resist the burden of protecting Yongle Village by her mother, but he usually didn't like to hear others mention his mother's name.
Because that is the eternal pain in his heart!
When Lin Wuchang slowly said the petrification of his mother, Lin Shaoyun suddenly realized, "What? Are you saying that this is your mother? Why is this happening?" Only then did he understand why Xiuxiu was not buried.
After looking at the statue in front of him, Lin Shaoyun was filled with incredible eyes and thought to himself: "No! It's not petrified, right? Could it be that he was hit by some evil spell?"
Lin Shaoyun began to calm down. After scanning his spiritual consciousness, he found no signs of fluctuation of the spiritual power talisman. He thought, "Is it because it has been a long time since the spiritual power talisman attached to her has faded?"
He didn't believe that he would petrify for no reason.
Unable to understand, Lin Shaoyun immediately asked the true immortal in the Qiankun Ring with his heart, "Great Immortal, can you tell what's going on?"
"This is a fossil curse! a magical curse." Lu Dongbin said to the mystery.
"Fossil curse? Demonic curse?" Lin Shaoyun recited it silently, "Can the great immortal tell who did it?"
"I can't see it, but if the murderer is in front of me, I can feel it. Because I have locked the breath of this fossil curse." Lu Dongbin said.
Lin Shaoyun certainly understood that Lu Dongbin was an immortal-level figure, and he could sense the aura that he could not sense, which was reasonable.
"Hmph! I will also pull you out if you dare to touch my woman, the nine realms of heaven and earth, and I will tear you out of pieces and never be reborn." Lin Shaoyun's eyes skyrocketed, and his murderous aura was revealed.
"Can she be resurrected?" Lin Shaoyun asked again.
"Of course! As long as you find all the treasures I just mentioned, she can be resurrected, oh! By the way, I just mentioned one less treasure, that is, I still need a great relic." Lu Dongbin said.
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"What is the Great Relic?" Lin Shaoyun was very unfamiliar with the Relic. He only knew that it seemed to be related to Buddhism, because the Relic was passed down from Buddhism. Although he often heard it, he really didn't know how it was going.
thing!
However, in Lin Wuchang's eyes, his father was motionless at this time, his eyes were dull, as if he had become stupid.
[The third update is kara! There are two more updates. I was so tragic that I said that the fifth update was completed before 8 o'clock. Alas! I failed. After writing the last two updates later, I will punish myself to stand at the door for an hour!