He Came From The Forbidden Land, Waving His Sleeves To Write About Immortality

Under Master's persuasion, Goudan left empty-handed.

The rabbit could not be given to the wife and was buried by the elder sister who looked very beautiful but was actually very cruel.

He didn't understand why the elder sister was so cruel, just like he didn't understand why the master didn't want to eat.

All the days that passed reminded him that if he didn't eat, he would die.

He didn't want his wife to die.

But Master didn’t seem to think so.

Goudan walked a long way dejectedly, but when he looked back, he saw the master who was accompanying his eldest sister with a happy smile on his face that he had never seen before.

He was confused and felt inexplicably lost.

But after staring for a long time, he picked up a wooden stick as thick as his forearm. After polishing one end into a sharp point on a stone, he ran towards the forest with the wooden stick.

He wanted to hunt using the method taught to him by his Master.

He had never tried it before because his master wouldn't let him and because he was too young.

But the master cannot die, at least not from starvation.

Next time he will avoid that cruel elder sister and hand over the prey to his wife with his own hands.

Inside the school.

Lu Yuan, who was still drinking tea, saw from a distance the thin figure running towards the depths of the jungle carrying a wooden stick.

Since the depths of the jungle are inaccessible, there must be venomous snakes and wild animals.

Even if five or six-year-old children have learned hunting, their frail bodies cannot have the strength to fight wild beasts.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to go back.

But even if Lu Yuan knew this, he still drank tea calmly and ignored it.

He rarely interferes with the fate of others.

Because he is tired, because he is bored, because in his eyes life and death are no different than withering vegetation.

Unless it's him who dies.

But this is impossible.

Lu Yuan cannot die. This is the only law that transcends the law of heaven that has been verified by countless immortal emperors throughout the ages.

Lu Yuan stood up, poured out all the tea dirt in the teapot, took out the concubine's collection of concubines and slowly poured it in, filled it with water, and put it on the fire to cook.

There is not much tea left.

The girl was still practicing her calligraphy seriously, while the master, who was pale but kept silently with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until the western sky was dyed red by the setting sun, and the setting sun covered the dilapidated school with a layer of blood, that the girl stood up with a look of unfinished content.

"Master, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

"……good."

The master seemed a little reluctant to give up, but he still smiled and nodded. He tried to stand up with his hands on his hands, but his body that had not eaten for several days no longer had the strength for him to stand up. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stand up again.

When the girl on the side saw this, she hesitated a little, but finally stepped forward to hold the master's arm and helped him up.

This is the first time that father and daughter have been so close since they met again.

Even though the girl immediately let go of her hand after lifting him up, the master's cheeks were completely sunken, but a satisfied smile still appeared on his cheeks.

"Master, you need to rest early. I have to practice for a while. Master is still not satisfied with my calligraphy." The girl said worriedly.

"Okay, okay, you need to rest early too."

The master's smile became even wider, and he slowly raised his feet and walked toward the school with some trembling.

He held on to the door frame and walked over the threshold with difficulty, and came to sit in front of Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan remained in the same position, sitting quietly at the table drinking tea.

Seeing that the master was sitting firmly, he spoke in a tone of voice: "Have you thought about it? If you rest now, you will never wake up."

The master kept looking at the girl who was still practicing calligraphy hard outside the door, his eyes full of tenderness.

"I am very satisfied to be able to spend these days with her. She is...much better than I imagined."

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"My wish..." The master looked away from the girl and looked at Lu Yuan with a pleading tone, and said, "Can you protect her from the world's interference for the rest of her life?"

"When you and I first met, I gave the answer. Growth is a necessary part of life and no one can avoid it."

"But I can't bear it..."

"I can keep her as simple and pure as she is now until the moment she dies, or I can take her to see all the prosperity of the world and experience the suffering of all living beings in a short period of time, but the choice is not between you and me, but hers. She has grown up. ”

"If you are ignorant and curious, and don't know the hardships and dangers of the world, even if you make a choice, it may not be the right one."

The conversation between the two was the same as when they first met.

Lu Yuan also didn't answer like last time. He looked at the master who was full of death and said, "Do you have any other wishes besides this?"

The Master sighed slightly, looked at the girl outside the door, and whispered: "I don't know her name yet."

"Mo Nian."

"What?" Master looked at Lu Yuan and asked. The other person's voice was so soft that he didn't hear it clearly.

"Li Mo Nian." Lu Yuan repeated.

"Li, Mo, Nian..." Master repeated in a low voice word by word, then raised his head and asked, "What are the two characters for Mo and Nian?"

"We don't know each other, but we miss each other day and night."

The Master was startled at first, then his vision gradually blurred, and hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Li is his surname, and Mo Nian is the stranger he met when his daughter met her father. It is the father's longing for his daughter, and it is also the 'Mo Nian' after his death...

When he and Lu Yuan first met, he begged Lu Yuan to name the girl, which meant to cut off the shackles of father and daughter and prevent the girl from being burdened by blood and worldliness.

But every word Lu Yuan picked was related to his father.

"Okay, what a Mo Nian."

The Master stood up with difficulty and knelt down to Lu Yuan tremblingly, his forehead hitting the ground with a muffled sound.

"After Mo misses her, I will entrust you to take care of her."

This is the promise given by Lu Yuan, from which the meaning of 'Mo Nian' comes.

Lu Yuan accepted this gift and then helped the master up who was unable to get up.

The master still doesn't know Lu Yuan's name, but he feels at ease entrusting his daughter to him.

He is a master, and although he has never been recognized by others, he has taught for half his life.

He understands better than anyone else the truth that people are similar in nature but far apart in practice.

The girl's cleanliness and purity are another reflection of the heart of the man in front of her.

This is a simple person, different from the innocence of a girl who has not experienced the world. His simplicity is a choice after experiencing the world, and he returns to his original nature after washing away his charisma.

It is the girl's luck to be with him.

The Master fulfilled his wish and stopped talking. He just sat quietly at the table and looked at the unsuspecting girl with soft eyes. No, it was the unsuspecting Li Mo Nian.

Her master gave her a nice name, and this name would accompany her throughout her life.

Lu Yuan did not disturb the master's last moments. He was still thinking to himself, just like when he first came here.

He drank a lot of tea in the past five days.

Not because I like it, just because I have nothing to do.

The sun sets and the stars and moon shine.

The girl who was immersed in practicing calligraphy finally stood up and ran towards Lu Yuan with a smile on her face.

"Master! I've finished practicing! My handwriting looks great now!"

Lu Yuan poured the tea on the table.

The girl skillfully stretched out her jade finger, dipped it in water and began to write the two words she had written countless times these days.

She finished writing it in a short time. She raised her head and looked at the master expectantly.

"Master, does it look good?"

Lu Yuan glanced at it casually and said, "Not bad."

"whee!"

The girl who received the master's approval smiled happily.

Smiling, she realized something was wrong.

The master who devoted himself to teaching her calligraphy every day was now holding his head with one hand, sitting sideways and looking out the door, motionless.