Shrouding the Heavens

Wind tree sorrow!

I want to raise but I don't want to kiss. The wanderer returns, without seeing the father and mother, separated by life and death, where the words are desolate:

Ye Fan burst into tears, and all his efforts were empty. He returned in desperation, crossed the boundless star field, and could not spend the time. After all, he was one step late.

He was trembling lightly, chanting the mantra, what kind of pain it was, and tearful chanting of Taoist scriptures for his parents, hoping that they would die.

Ye Fan bit his lip, the blood drips down, whispers over and over again, Yu Yu is stained with blood ‘the whole room is full of runes, branded with void.

For more than twenty years, his life goal is to come back, meet his parents, meet with them again, and let the smile reappear on their old and sad faces. For this reason, he was born and died only to return. However, his parents were gone ... In a while, his life had no goals, and the whole world collapsed.

\ "Yeah, Mom ..." Ye Fan murmured, tears kept falling, quivering, and chanting out the Sutra, never thinking of sending off his parents like this.

The most known pain in the world is no more than this.

He has a lot to say, telling about the thoughts of the past 20 years, but no one is there anymore. What else can he do? Only choked, tears kept rolling.

Ye Fan's inner pain, all his efforts turned into nothingness in front of the years, nothing can come again, can not be changed.

Life is pale, and the years are ruthless. He is so sad and helpless. He reaches into the void and can't catch anything!

He thought he was so ridiculous that he could crush everything and change everything as long as he was invincible. But now, God just gave him a shot, let him feel weak, kneel on the ground, don't want to work

\ "Dad, Mom, I ’m back, see you are here." Ye Fan knelt there, sorrowful again and again.

\ "I really miss you guys, but I walked too far, and it was only after my hard work and hard work that I came back ... It was too late. Why is it so ... I would rather die by myself!" Ye Fan growled.

Now it's too late to say anything. He grabbed his hair and felt the breath left by the two old men. Why couldn't he meet before the last meeting? He was unwilling and sorry.

In the end, Ye Fan predicted that he could only cry in silence, sitting on the ground, leaning against the edge of the bed, he suddenly felt that his life had lost all meaning.

What is the practice, what is the cut, what is the Eucharist, what is invincible, everything is empty, what use is it that even the parents ca n’t keep it!

He thought he was ridiculous, all his efforts were empty, he left everything behind, it was too late at the end, and there was nothing to do.

He cried and laughed, coughing, and a plume of blood appeared in the corner of his mouth. He suddenly felt that he was nothing, sad and ridiculous.

\ "I ca n’t change anything. I did n’t even see my parents in front of me, I ’m useless!"

Ye Fan cried for a while, laughed for a while, lost all thoughts, and had no trace of nostalgia for the world, feeling life was boring, and suffering was more than joy.

He cried and laughed, fell to the ground weakly, no sound, only tears fell silently, did not want to move, wanted to sleep for a long time.

The appearance of his parents' old age emerged from time to time. Ye Fan was muddled and slowly lost consciousness. He was exhausted, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and passed out.

, \ "Shangfan ... You are back." A soft call rang in the ear.

\ "Do n’t be sad, do n’t cry, we do n’t blame you, we just miss you so much, we are happy than anything when we see you." Soft whisper, full of doting:

\ "My mother and I always believe that you are still alive and will come back one day to meet with us. We waited a long time, but we are really tired and ca n’t hold on. Now, knowing that you are safe is all right. I'm relieved. "The words are old, there is relief and relief, but it makes people sad:

Is like a dream, Ye Fan is in a coma, and his eyes are constantly weeping. He seems to see two beams of light, trying to grab their hands, but he can't do anything.

\ "We are gone, you have to live alive, take care of yourself ... \", the words are faint, the two groups of light slowly dissipate, the aging face is faint, and then it turns into a rain of light, Completely disappeared.

Ye Fan yelled, struggling desperately, trying to catch up, leaving them, but could not catch anything:

\"boom"

He woke up suddenly, there was nothing in front of him, he lost the warmth of his strokes, and lost the breath of his parents.

\"you're awake."

Xu Qiong sat next to him, handed a glass of water, and said: \ "Sorrow, people have sorrows and joys, and the moon is full of yin and qing."

\ "You only saw what you saw, did you hear it?" Ye Fan grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously, and the water in the glass spilled on the ground.

Xu Qiong frowned, Ye Fan's strength was so great, even with careful control, she still felt pain, and said softly: \ "You miss them so much, the mind is too tired, do n’t think about it, take a good rest."

\ "Have you really not seen or heard?" Ye Fan stood up, released his consciousness, and wanted to find the familiar atmosphere that moved him and became close.

Everything is too real, like a personal experience, just in front of him, he was a little unsure whether it was a dream or a real one.

Opened the curtains, the night was very dark, a meteor shower was fading, disappearing into the sky.

Ye Fan was shocked, it was like the rain of light dissipated in the dream, his body could not help shaking, tears flowing, staring at the dark night sky.

\ "Strange, there is no notice that there is a meteor shower." Another window, Xu Ye, holding his chin, blinked his eyes curiously, looking at the sky.

Ye Fan pushed open the window, emptied the face, quickly chased it down, and turned into a golden light that disappeared into the sky:

In the room, Xu Qiong opened his mouth in surprise, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp crackle, and the water flowed to the ground.

She could hardly believe all of this. Although she was psychologically prepared, she still couldn't accept this fact. Ye Fan cut through the sky like Jin Peng Peng, is this still human?

Suddenly saw Ye Fan's return. In her cognition, she believed that it was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and the first thing she thought of was . Kidnapping, etc., but she is petrified at this time, is that ... demon civilization?

Another room, Xu Ye exclaimed, shouted to her mother, shouted meteor crashed into the house.

The girl ran into this room without fear, and said: \ "Mom, did you see the stroke, did a meteor seem to have crossed from our house, it ’s amazing!"

Xu Qiong put her hands on her chest and stopped shaking. She didn't want to lose her color in front of her daughter and tried to calm herself down. What happened was too shocking.

Xu Ye was sixteen or seventeen years old, lively and active, rubbing to Jichang, looking out the window, the probe kept looking, trying to find where the meteor fell.

\ "Mom, why is your face a bit pale, is Wan Cai scared, not afraid, with your baby girl here, what demon and ghosts are here, you have to be run off by me, heh ha ha." She made a lively gesture The starting style of a Tai Chi.

However, when I saw that my mother's face was still not very natural, I quickly put away my naughty and said: \ "Mom, what ’s wrong with you, I ’ll pour you a glass of water. Hey, what about that little uncle, why is he gone? Where did it go? "

Xu Qiongzhi recovered his mind and finally calmed down, said: \ "He has left beforehand."

The end of the sky, Ye Fan night sky, dumbfounded, he could not catch up with anything, the meteor shower has long disappeared.

\ "Why, are you guys, where did you go?"

He felt that there might be an inexplicable power in the world. Was the parents saying goodbye to him?

However, he shook his head again. He was a monk, especially powerful in this situation. He was most sensitive to Yuanshen and knew its essence.

Passing away is passing away, impossible to reproduce, unable to regenerate. This is the irreversible nature of heaven and earth. Everyone has a death, and even the ancient emperor is no exception.

\ "Perhaps it was my own subconscious mind healing the heartache." Ye Fan sighed and grabbed the night sky with his hand, and could not find anything.

He did not believe in destiny, did not believe in reincarnation, there was no reincarnation in the world, but the experience of drawing talent was also real and unreal, making him puzzled.

He thought of the old monk who had become a Taoist when he went to Ximo. In the afterlife, there will be faith, but there will be no faith, and there will be two years when the same flowers will appear in the world. , A flower bloom.

Whether is the same flower or not, any future generations want to say that even the ancient Buddha cannot express it.

\ "Is my own subconscious deceive myself, or are they really saying goodbye to me?" Tears fell silently in Ye Fan's eyes.

He would rather believe that it was the latter. After returning across the stars, he was one step late. Even when he saw his parents, he could n’t tell me that it was their regret to fill him?

Ye Fan murmured, no one could hear what he was talking, whispering constantly, standing alone in the night sky, wanting to stay forever.

He didn't want to think rationally, because if he studied deeply, the ancient sages had already discussed it, the handbook had the record, and the reincarnation had been said, then there could be no existence.

Ye Fan walked alone under the stars, not thinking, not thinking, his heart fell in the sky at dawn, he landed on the ground, after the sun rose very high, he came to the Xishan villa area, Xu Qiong took him Greeted in.

\ "Wow, uncle, why did you suddenly disappear yesterday, I remember not seeing you go out." Xu Ye was sleepy, like to sleep on the bed, just hugged a big koala bear.

\ "Good, you go to wash your face and brush your teeth for breakfast ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xu Qiong pushed her.

Although Xu Ye was only sixteen or seven years old, but like her mother, she was slender and about the same height. She nodded obediently and said: "Oh, good work"

This is the biggest blow to Ye Fan's life. He wants to leave this place and avoid this red dust. Everything he sees makes him sad and painful.

However, he could not leave at this point, want to know the last time of his parents, want to know everything in the past.

\ "You first have something to eat. After a while, I slowly say something to the elephant." Xu Qiong gathered his long hair and comforted softly.

\ "I ca n’t eat, you go to eat, I wait for you, and then you take me to their cemetery to take a look: \" Ye Fan felt that Wang was heavy, his horns did n’t move on the sofa, his eyes were astringent, but his tears Has withered.

Xu Qiong sighed, she had no appetite, took Ye Fan out, drove to the distance, and arrived at the cemetery more than an hour later.

The mausoleum is very large, planted with evergreen grasses of all seasons, built according to the low mountains, and there are some pine and cypress, which solemn and solemn set off here.

\ "Here is ......" Suddenly, Xu Qiong showed a strange color, because in front of the tombstone there was a bunch of white flowers, which were asked by the wind, the charcoal of the petals fell, and a faint fragrance came.

\ "Will anyone else come here to sweep the grave?" Ye Fan asked.

\ "I think no one else knows, it's a bit strange." Xu Qiong was puzzled.