The whole family is the protagonist, only I am the salted fish

As for Ye Tian, ​​he and Ye Xiu went to his hometown in the countryside to worship his master early in the morning.

Also accompanying him was Heshan, of course he was treated as a coolie.

Ye Tian pulled him up to carry some things for the two of them.

It took more than three hours of driving and nearly an hour of walking on the mountain road.

If all three of them weren't quite capable, it might have taken a little longer.

Although Ye Tian wanted to teleport away in one breath, he didn't know where to find out from Ye Xiu.

Maybe his chance lies on this road, so he still chooses to climb the road together.

The place where Ye Xiu grew up was in a mountain somewhere in Qian Province, also known as the Shiwan Mountain.

The reason why Ye Bufan couldn't find him after searching for him for so many years was because this place was too remote.

Transportation is inconvenient and information transmission is blocked.

After climbing halfway up a mountain, Heshan was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

Looking at Ye Xiu and Ye Tian, ​​their faces were neither red nor out of breath.

He seemed much more relaxed than he was. Thinking that he was still carrying dozens of kilograms of stuff made him feel a little tired.

"Uncle, uncle, can you please take a break? My throat hurts."

Ye Xiu rubbed the soil on his shoes against a tree and looked at a nearby mountain in the distance.

Looking at Heshan's appearance, he obviously knew that Heshan was suffering from physical exhaustion.

"Let's take a break, the journey is still a long way anyway."

As soon as he heard Ye Xiu's words of pardon, He Shan felt that Ye Xiu was like an angel at this moment.

He sat down on the ground, regardless of whether there was dirt or dirt on the ground.

He just wanted to stay forever He lay there for eternity.

Ye Xiu looked at the mountains in the distance and couldn't help but feel something.

He had lived here for more than ten years, and he had just left not long ago, and now he was back.

Maybe this visit would be the last time. Come back!

He thought in his heart, looking into the distance.

Seeing that he was almost rested, Ye Xiu took some travel bags from Heshan's back, and he slung them on his back with one hand

"Let's go, let me carry the rest of the way"

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Climbing one mountain after another, the three of them arrived at their destination.

In front of Master Ye Xiu’s grave.

This is a small mountain, surrounded by other large mountains. If you look down from above, you can see that it looks like a basin.

And there is only one grave here. Master Ye Xiu's grave is just an ordinary small earthen bag and a tombstone that doesn't look like much.

There are only a few words engraved on the tombstone: Unknown Taoist, Ye Xiu respects his teacher.

It was obviously carved by Ye Xiu himself. Perhaps even this tomb was built by him for his master.

Just after arriving here, Ye Xiu knelt down in front of the tombstone when he saw the tomb.

His expression was a little gloomy, and he murmured:"Master, I'm here……"

Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Tian also looked around. He wanted to see what was different about Master Ye Xiu's grave.

From what I saw from the prophet, it was this time that Ye Xiu got a great opportunity and awakened his bloodline.

But after watching for a long time, Ye Tian didn't find any clues.

Although there are records of the prophets, there are too many and too complicated. They are basically trivial matters, and some important things are mentioned in one stroke.

It doesn't seem to be recorded in too much detail.

For example, what happened to Ye Wuchen yesterday and today, Ye Tiandu only knew that the relationship between the two would get better in three days, etc.

After kowtowing three times, Ye Xiu said hesitantly to the two of them.

"Xiaotian, I need to help Master sort out the grave. It may take some time.……"

He was also afraid that Ye and Tian would not be used to the environment here. After all, this was a deep mountain and old forest, and Ye Tian had been pampered since he was a child.

He was also afraid that Ye Tian would be bored.

Ye Tianze, on the other hand, looked indifferent. Anyway, he came here with Ye Xiu, so there was no big problem.

"It's okay, brother, let me help you!"

"This...Okay, thank you then."

Hearing that Ye Tian not only didn't blame him, but also wanted to help him clean up the master's grave.

He was also a little moved.

He Shan also took out the paper money and worship items from the bag, and the two of them cleaned up for the unknown old Taoist Some grave grass, tombstones, etc. were quickly finished. Ye Xiu also knelt on the ground and burned paper money for his master. There were still offerings in front, and Ye Tian also offered three sticks of incense for Ye Xiu's master.

Although He didn't kneel down like Ye Xiu did.

But he also respected the old man very much.

"Master, you liked drinking before you were alive. This time Xiu'er came back to bring you some bottles of good wine."

"I heard this wine is quite expensive.……"

Ye Xiu Nannan was talking to himself as if his master was right in front of him.

Just like before, she stroked his head with her calloused hands.

Living in a thatched house, the two lived like this for more than ten years.

Ye Xiu recalled the past while burning the paper.

During the holidays, the master would also cook him a delicious meal of pheasants and rabbits that he had hunted.

But the master was eating pickled pickled cabbage and sour soup and thick rice alone... leaving the best for him. The master was not in good health.

At night, he could still clearly hear the sound of his master coughing.

But it seemed that he was afraid that he would know that he was not well, so even the sound of coughing was suppressed, unless he couldn't bear it anymore.

Until the day Master died, he still held his hand with great reluctance, and the last words he said were also worried about him.

Worried about what Ye Xiu would do on his own after he left, and worried about how he would marry a wife in the future.

It was like treating him like an old father. Even though he was usually a bit harsh on him, Ye Xiu knew that it was for his own good.

The most important thing is that the master did not tell him his name until he died.

Just say that his name is Wuming Lao Dao.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiu could no longer hold back his tears.

"master……"

"Can you see Xiu'er in the sky? I miss you……"

Seeing his elder brother sad, Ye Tian couldn't bear it.

Although I can see Ye Xiu's previous life from his life resume.

But he had never experienced Ye Xiu's previous hardships. Although he was poor at first, he was not like Ye Xiu. Now he is a rich second generation in this life.

He patted Ye Xiu's shoulder and comforted him in a low voice:

"Brother, I believe your master Wuming Taoist will be sad when he sees you like this.……"

"It's okay, I'm just afraid that Master will never be able to drink good wine in heaven.……"

But Ye Xiu gave a low reply.

Ye Tian opened his mouth, but found that he could no longer say any words of comfort.

He had no choice but to squat down and burn paper with Ye Xiu for his master.

When Heshan saw Ye Tian like this, he quickly ran over and joined in.

The scene was silent except for the sound of the wind and the sound of paper money burning and turning into ashes.

"Why!"

At this time, Ye Xiu, who was still burning paper money, suddenly heard a sigh.

He looked at Ye and Tian strangely, but it seemed that the sigh was not coming from them.

He suddenly felt a little confused.

He suddenly Thinking of an impossible thing, he looked at the tombstone in front of him. He thought to himself, could it be the voice of the master?

But soon he felt that it was impossible. The master had been dead for three years.

How could he still be alive? Just when he thought it was his hallucination, he suddenly heard a familiar voice again.

"Crazy……"

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