Chapter 620

The night is like water, and there are many stars. Stars rumble and rotate in the starry sky according to the eternal law. The starlight that reflects the heaven and earth sprinkles down, which also makes everything in the world spotless.

Little stone village!

The lights were bright and the voices were loud. Dozens of villagers gathered in front of Uncle Zhuo's house. Everyone's face was filled with laughter and the sound of laughter was heard from time to time.

Although it is late at night, after the day of Buddha worship, the villagers are very energetic. They spontaneously put down several simple dinners in front of Uncle Zhuo's house, and some inferior drinks are stacked on the table.

The dinner was simple, but some crops such as sweet potatoes were accompanied by some green vegetables, water and wine, which was enough for the villagers to entertain themselves.

Of course, the villagers gathered in front of Uncle Zhuo's house. They didn't just drink and have fun, but wanted to express their thanks to Ye Xuan. However, ye Xuan didn't participate in it. They closed the door to thank the villagers just by expressing their thanks to the villagers.

Ye Xuan is not alone and arrogant, but he is always quiet, and he also knows that the villagers of Xiaoshi have some doubts about his identity. If he really attends the dinner, he has to explain his origin.

Ye Xuan is a very troublesome person, so he might as well be alone in the cottage, which can also save him a lot of trouble.

The night is deep and the lonely moon is hanging high.

As the villagers returned home to rest one by one, ye Xuan also ushered in a rare peace. Only at this time, the door of the outside world was knocked gently, which also made Ye Xuan get out of bed and open the door.

Sure enough, there were two people outside the door.

"Brother Ye." The little girl called Ye Xuan sweetly, and her big watery eyes were full of worship.

"Little Zhuoma is good." Ye Xuan smiled and rubbed the little girl's bun. His eyes were all warm and moist.

"Xiaoye, thanks to you today, otherwise I don't know how much trouble the Buddhist messenger will make." Uncle Zhuo smiled and thanked Ye Xuan.

"Come in and talk." As soon as ye Xuan gave way, he also let ye and sun enter the house.

A candle flickered in the cottage. At the moment, the night was deep and everything was quiet. Ye Xuan talked with Uncle Zhuo in the cottage. After all, the little girl was young. She fell asleep when she leaned against Ye Xuan's arms, and had a pure and happy smile at the corners of her mouth.

Looking at his granddaughter has gone to sleep, uncle Zhuo silently glanced at Ye Xuan, considered it and said, "Xiao Ye, since you came to Xiaoshi village, the old man, I can see that you are not human."

"Just the old man, I also understand that our little stone village can't keep your dragon. You will eventually fly away. But the old man hopes you can know that no matter when the little stone village is your home, if you are tired that day, go home and see me and little Zhuoma. In this way, the old man will die in peace."

Uncle Zhuo didn't ask who ye Xuan was, let alone who ye Xuan was. He just knew that since these days, because ye Xuan's appearance, they let their sons and grandchildren treat him as their relatives.

Looking at Uncle Zhuo's old appearance, ye Xuan is silent. As Uncle Zhuo said, he will leave Xiaoshi village one day. The world may be tomorrow or a hundred years later, because ye Xuan doesn't know when he will leave.

The journey of seeking Tao is a quasi holy opportunity.

He stayed in Xiaoshi village, but also around his sons and grandchildren. He was looking for the heart he had lost and the opportunity to enter the quasi saint.

This period of time is a rare quiet time for ye Xuan. There are no disputes, no great enemies, and some are just quiet years.

Ye Xuan enjoyed this peaceful time very much. He was looking at himself and looking for what he had lost. He was sublimating his heart and sharpening his soul. He hoped to suddenly realize the way of quasi holiness one day.

For ye Xuan, a hundred years passed in a hurry, but for ordinary people, a hundred years is their life.

Whether sentimental or ruthless, ye Xuan couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for his grandparents and grandchildren, but ye Xuan always understood a truth. The seemingly old man taught him a lesson about people's hearts, which is also the reason why he stopped in Xiaoshi village.

If the heart does not die, all things live forever, the true spirit is born, and sanctity can be achieved.

Ye Xuan always kept these 16 characters in mind, which was also the proverb left to him by Hongjun Daozu, and it was also an opportunity for him to enter the quasi saint.

"No matter who I am, as long as I stay in Xiaoshi village for a day, I can protect Xiaoshi village for the rest of my life, and I will treat xiaozhuoma as my own sister. Uncle Zhuo can rest assured." Ye Xuan whispered, which was also a promise he made to Uncle Zhuo, and also expressed his own attitude.

"Xiaoye, you are a man of great ability, and the old man I am just a mortal. Sooner or later, the only thing the old man can worry about in the world is this granddaughter. If you don't mind Xiaoye, when the old man dies, you will take her away and ask her to make a bed and quilt for you, so that she also has a relative around her, so that she won't be lonely, The old man can close his eyes under the nine springs.

Uncle Zhuo was about to worship ye Xuan when he said something, but without waiting for him to worship, an invisible force stopped his move.

"Uncle Zhuo doesn't have to. Little Zhuoma is very clever and sensible. I will treat her as my own sister." Ye Xuan whispered softly.

"Xiaoye, thank you."

The stars were dotted and the night was like water. This night, little Zhuoma stayed in the cottage to sleep. Uncle Zhuo returned home alone. Only Ye Xuan looked at the old man's back and showed a complex color in his eyes.

It's hard to give up family affection. This is what the old man attaches most importance to. He is old and rare. The only thing he can't let go is his granddaughter. This is why he has today's plea for ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan can see that the old man's life span is only one year, but he didn't tell the old man that although he can make the old man immortal, mortals have their own destiny. How many people can ye Xuan help?

"Uncle Zhuo's heart is on little Zhuoma. Where is my Ye Xuan's?"

In the dark, ye Xuan leaned against the window and whispered to himself. His eyes were more confused. Obviously, he couldn't find the answer to this question.

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Wuhua temple!

Speaking of Wuhua temple, it is a famous Buddhist temple in Xiniu Hezhou. It has a history of 100000 years in Xiniu Hezhou and respects the Buddhas of Western Lingshan. Its incense is not comparable to ordinary temples.

The great Leiyin temple in Lingshan mountain in the west is an ancient and shining temple. Wuhua temple is a Taoist temple at the foot of Lingshan mountain. Its abbot, Zen master fahua, is Luo Han's practice, which is equivalent to the land of Luo Tianxuan immortal. It is also a well-known existence in Xiniu Hezhou.