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

The Master is dead.

Lu Yuan did not deliberately find a geomantic treasure place for his wife to be buried. He asked the girl to bury his wife directly in the school.

The girl personally dug the grave and erected a monument for her husband.

Lu Yuan taught her to carve the words on the tablet, but she did not know its meaning.

The two stood quietly in front of the grave.

"How do you feel?" Lu Yuan asked softly.

"It's a bit uncomfortable here."

The girl covered her heart with one hand, her eyes a little sad.

But Lu Yuan knew that this sadness did not come from the master's death, but from the girl's sadness at the passing of life.

This was the look on her face when she buried the rabbit brought by Goudan during the day.

The girl looked at the tombstone with unknown meaning and said with some doubts: "Master, he should have lived longer."

Lu Yuan nodded.

"He has fulfilled his wish and has no reason to stay in the world anymore."

"Wish?" The girl looked at the master with even more doubts.

Lu Yuan ignored him and asked, "How old were you when you left home?"

"Three years old, this is what you told me, Master."

"You can already remember a lot of things at the age of three, but you don't even know what your parents look like."

"Master?"

The girl didn't know why the master suddenly mentioned her parents at this time, but she vaguely felt that his words had a profound meaning.

Lu Yuan did not speak, but the sound of heavy footsteps and the dragging of heavy objects suddenly sounded outside the school.

After a while, a five or six year old boy appeared at the door of the school.

His clothes were torn and covered with blood. He was holding a bloody stick in his left hand and dragging a wild boar riddled with holes in his right hand.

The wild boar is still young and not very big, but compared with the thin figure dragging it, it looks particularly strong.

The blood stains reflected in the moonlight looked a little dark, and the darkness covered the face of the visitor.

But the girl recognized it at a glance. This was the boy who brought the rabbit to the school during the day.

The strong smell of blood made the girl feel uncomfortable, but instead of glaring at the boy like in the daytime, she waved her jade hand and healed the boy's injuries in the blink of an eye.

Then she said, "Why did you kill again?"

Goudan ignored her words and just stared at the newly erected monument in disbelief.

After seeing clearly the characters engraved on the monument, he was stunned on the spot. His right hand holding the hind leg of the wild boar was unable to let go, and dust flew up.

After a long while, he looked at the girl standing in front of the monument and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master is dead?"

The moonlight shone from behind Goudan, and his expression was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult for the girl to see clearly.

But the girl could guess that his wife was very important to him.

So she responded: "The Master is dead."

The tone was a little sad, but only a little.

Goudan seemed to be surprised by the girl's reaction. He glanced back and forth between the girl's and the master's tombstones several times, and still asked in a hoarse voice: "Did you erect this monument?"

The girl nodded and said, "Yes."

When Goudan heard this, his thin body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"How could you kill the Master?"

"How could you kill my master?!"

"How could you kill my master!!!"

He clenched the wooden stick with both hands, let out a hysterical roar, and stabbed the girl like crazy.

The girl didn't know why, but she wouldn't be hurt by a boy with no cultivation. With just a wave of her hand, the boy was fixed in place and could no longer move.

She frowned and looked at Goudan, who was still furious, and explained: "I didn't kill Master, he died naturally because his vitality was gone."

But Goudan became even more excited after hearing this. The hand holding the wooden stick turned slightly white, but his face was filled with red blood.

He roared with all his strength: "You fart! Master, he starved to death! You starved to death! It was you who buried the rabbit! You killed Master!"

"Starved to death?"

The girl was confused. She looked at her master and found that he had sat down at the table and was drinking tea alone.

Lu Yuan noticed her gaze, put down the cup in his hand, and explained in a calm tone: "Mortals cannot breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They need to eat every day to supply nutrients to their bodies. If they don't eat, it will take at least a few days or more than a month. The vitality collapsed and died. The weeds in the forest, the fish swimming in the water, and the animals on the ground are all living things and feed each other."

Lu Yuan's words made the girl freeze on the spot.

She didn't expect that the world under the mountain would be so cruel. She didn't expect that creatures would need to kill and devour each other to survive. This was completely different from what she saw in the mountain.

More importantly, the boy was right. He had indeed killed the master. If she had not snatched the rabbit, the master might not have starved to death because he could not eat.

The girl who had understood everything turned pale. She looked at the tombstone that had just been erected, her beautiful eyes filled with fear and remorse.

"Is it really me... who killed the Master?"

Seeing her like this, Goudan didn't relent in the slightest. Instead, he still yelled angrily: "Master? Master, he has been waiting for you for so long, but you are not even willing to call me father?"

"Father? Master, is he my father?" The girl looked at Goudan in astonishment, the self-blame still in her eyes, but a little more confused.

Goudan spat out bloody phlegm and said disdainfully: "Isn't it you who erected Master's tombstone?"

"tombstone?"

The girl turned her eyes and looked at the tombstone she had just erected. There were some words engraved on it that the master had taught her. She asked what these words meant, but the master did not answer.

But now, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

All the memories since coming down the mountain with Master were passed through my mind one by one.

When the master came down the mountain, he said he wanted to find her home, but she never paid attention. She never thought about home.

The strange feeling in her heart when she saw the Master; the way the other party looked at her; and when she asked the Master why he didn't treat her as brother and sister, the Master glanced at the Master and said, "It's not necessary in front of him"; and the boy Before coming here, Master said, 'You don't even know what your parents look like'...

All this is enough to confirm one question: the Master is indeed her father, and the Master knew it from the beginning.

For the first time in her life, she looked at Master with fearful eyes.

Lu Yuan took a sip of tea and said calmly: "The inscription on the tablet reads: Tomb of Master Li - My beloved daughter Li Mo Nian stands here."

Seeing the girl standing there blankly, Lu Yuan added: "I don't know the name of the master, so I can only replace it with the master. Li Mo Nian is your name. The master asked me to take it before he died."

Unbelief, sadness, regret, self-blame... all emotions were blocked in the girl's heart, some she understood, some she had never experienced before.

But regardless of whether she had experienced it or not, in the face of the facts that had happened, these emotions were still like raging waves that completely overwhelmed her.

The girl covered her head helplessly and squatted down, her eyes filled with mist and she kept murmuring in a low voice.

"I have no idea……"

"I didn't know mortals needed to eat..."

"I didn't know that Daozi was my father..."

"I do not remember……"

"I killed him."

All the suppressed emotions in his heart seemed to have found an outlet, sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

Goudan, who was still unable to move, was a little confused when he saw this.

Lu Yuan knew why she was sad, not only because of her identity as a master, but also because she had murdered a living being due to her ignorance.

Lu Yuan put down the cup in his hand, stood up and walked towards the helpless sobbing girl, pointing a finger between her eyebrows.

"If you leave today, you will regret it for the rest of your life. It's time to retrieve your forgotten memories."

As Lu Yuan finished speaking, the girl's expression was suffocated. She could feel that there were more memories in her mind.

No, it's not too many. As Master said, they were already there, but they were forgotten by her.

All the memories she had since she could remember were played out in her mind.

‘Mom, what are the red dots here? Why can't it be washed off? ’

'Silly girl, this is a cinnabar mole. Only the most beautiful girls in the world have it. It is a gift from God. ’

…

‘Dad, what are you drawing? ’

‘Daddy is practicing calligraphy, does Yiyi want to learn how to read? ’

'think! ’

'Hahaha! Good daughter! Daddy teaches you! ’

‘Yeah~ I don’t want you to kiss me, it’s so annoying! ’

‘Okay, no kiss, no kiss. ’

…

‘Mother! Look! Snowing! so beautiful! ’

‘Go back with your mother and put on your clothes quickly, don’t get cold. ’

‘Mother, don’t you like snow? ’

‘I like it, but it’s not supposed to snow in June. ’

‘When will it snow? ’

‘The twelfth lunar month is best on New Year’s Eve, because auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and Yiyi will have a lot of delicious food. ’

‘Then I don’t like the snow in June anymore, I want to like the snow in the twelfth lunar month! ’

…

‘Daddy, your hands are so cold, let me warm them for you. ’

‘Whose baby is this? It warms Daddy’s heart! ’

‘Of course it’s my parents’ baby! ’

…

‘Mother, why is daddy missing? ’

'Dad went to invite the immortal. When he invited the immortal, the heavy snow stopped and the weather became warm. ’

'But it's so cold outside, Daddy will freeze. ’

‘It’s okay, daddy, he’s not afraid. ’

…

‘Mom, why hasn’t dad come back yet? Is he not coming back? ’

‘...I will come back, I will definitely come back. ’

‘I miss daddy. ’

‘Yiyi is good, my mother is with me. ’

…

‘Mom, your hands are so cold. ’

‘Mom, it’s okay, please wrap the quilt tightly. ’

…

‘Mom, where are we going? ’

‘Go to the Rishi. ’

'Don't go, okay? Dad also went to find the immortal and he hasn't come back yet. ’

‘Yiyi, be good, put your head in, it will be cold. ’

‘Isn’t that mother cold? ’

‘Mom is just like your father, not afraid of the cold. ’

…

‘Mom, why is your face so purple? You are not beautiful anymore. ’

‘Mom, it’s okay, please cover your head, it’s very windy. ’

‘Mom, are you very tired? I want to come down and walk by myself. ’

‘Mother is not tired. ’

…

‘Yiyi, wake up quickly! can not sleep! You must not sleep, you know! ’

‘…Mom, I’m so sleepy and cold. ’

'Mom knows, but you can't sleep. If you fall asleep, you will never see your parents again. ’

'Then... Yiyi won't sleep, Yiyi will always stay with her parents. ’

‘Hey Yiyi, we will be there soon. Mom has seen the mountain. ’

…

'mother? Reached? ’

'mother? Why don't you move? mother? ’

'mother? Why is your face so hard? ’

‘Mom, please speak quickly! Don’t you want Yiyi anymore? ’

At the end of the memory, the two of them had arrived in front of Missionary Mountain, but the woman had completely lost her life and turned into a sculpture in the cold wind.

The girl collapsed and cried, and soon she fainted and was swallowed by several feet of snow.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a young man wearing coarse linen clothes standing in front of her. He had a calm face and deep eyes.

"what's your name?"

"..."

"Where are your parents?"

"..."

"Just forget it. From now on, you will call me master and I will teach you how to practice."

"Teacher, master?"

"Um."

All memories end here.

The girl who recalled everything looked blankly at her newly erected tombstone, her eyes were blood red and she was heartbroken.

She plunged into Lu Yuan's arms and burst into tears.

This was the first such close physical contact since the two met.

Lu Yuan did not push her away, but stood quietly, letting the girl in his arms cry.

"Master, Master, I, I killed my father!"

"I didn't recognize him! How could I not recognize him! How could I not recognize him!"

"Wow wow wow..."

She is no longer the unworldly fairy, but a daughter who is grief-stricken and full of regrets because of the loss of her father.

Her tears this time were really shed for her deceased father.

It's just a little cruel to her.

Lu Yuan did not follow his master's last wish.

The girl will always know the truth one day, it's just a matter of time.

And time is the most meaningless thing to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan held the girl's shoulders with both hands and pushed her away, looking at her with still calm eyes.

"You have been practicing with me since you were a child. Although I taught you the method of practicing Qi, I never taught you any techniques. Now I will teach you the first technique to make up for your regrets."

The girl looked at the master with tears in her eyes, wondering why he would say such a thing.

"Master, can you bring the dead back to life?"

Lu Yuan shook his head and said, "I don't really like reversing life and death, but you can go back and see your undead master."

"Go back?" The girl's tears gradually stopped, and doubts and expectations were mixed in her beautiful eyes.

Lu Yuan nodded.

"Time is a passer-by for generations. The first technique I want to teach you is to stop this passer-by and then go back to the past. This is the method of going back in time."