Master respects him, the five elements are wicked

It took a few days for Xiao Xieyu to finally leave Fu Qingluan's arms, so he didn't have to hug him everywhere, but he was still not very close to Fu Lin and Tang Yushui.

Tang Yushui was better, taking a bath together or eating at the same table, even Tang Yushui took his hand, Xiao Xieyu no longer resisted, but after that time he apologized, he stopped talking to Tang Yushui, and just nodded when he had a problem Or just shaking his head. As for Fu Lin, little Xie Yu was still very resistant and refused to get close at all.

Moreover, although there is no need to hold him, no matter where Fu Qingluan goes, he will follow Fu Qingluan by the sleeve, even when he is sleeping, he will not leave half a step, as if he just let go, Fu Qingluan would immediately leave him alone.

In desperation, Fu Qingluan had to bear all of Xiao Xieyu's eating, sleeping, changing clothes, bathing and so on.

However, Fu Qingluan didn't need much effort. Xiao Xieyu was very obedient to his words, and he knew how to raise his hands to cooperate when he put on clothes. He would help Fu Qingluan wipe his back when taking a bath. Fu Qingluan, on the contrary, felt a little sad at this moment.

Fu Qingluan finally found the sword ear hidden by Xiao Xieyu. At first, he was a little surprised and embarrassed, and wanted to take it away from Xiao Xieyu, but the little guy refused to let go no matter how much he held it, and he didn't know that he had hidden it before. Where is it? Anyway, after being discovered, Xiao Xieyu hugged Jiansui in his arms every day, and no one could move it.

Looking at the not-so-good-looking sword tassels that she made up, Fu Qingluan herself felt a little embarrassed, but Xiao Xieyu seemed to be holding something extraordinary, cherishing everything, thinking about it, it was a gift anyway. Although he didn't send out his birthday present, and he didn't know how he got it, Fu Qingluan had to let him.

These days, Fu Qingluan searched almost all the library pavilions in Qingyang Zhufeng, but he didn't get any results, which surprised him a little. The more so, the more peaceful his state of mind became.

This morning, Fu Qingluan woke up for the first time and felt that something was wrong. When he looked closely, the little Xie Yu who was clinging to him every day was gone.

For a moment, Fu Qingluan felt a strong emotion, and immediately got up and checked the room carefully. After finding nothing, he rushed out of the room.

On the corridor outside, Fu Lin and Tang Yushui happened to be going to morning class. Seeing Fu Qingluan's slightly at a loss, both of them were a little surprised: "Master, what's wrong?"

"Have you seen Yu'er?!" Fu Qingluan asked anxiously.

The two immediately realized what had happened, and while shaking their heads, they followed Fu Qingluan to look around.

With their spiritual senses activated, the three of them, together with other people on the peak, turned the abode upside down as quickly as possible, but they still didn't find it.

At this moment, Fu Qingluan calmed down instead, and then the three of them divided into two groups, and at the same time called the disciples who were familiar with other peaks, and looked for places that Xiao Xie Yu might be familiar with inside the peak and outside the peak.

Beside the slide, in the old house, in the hot spring, in the sky, beside the lake behind the peak, Siguo Cliff, beside Jianhu Lake, Danyang Peak, Yumen Peak...

Fu Qingluan almost magnified his spiritual consciousness to the limit, and everyone who could activate it activated it. However, he searched all the places related to Xie Yu in his memory, but there was still no sign of him.

The news from all over the place made Fu Qingluan, who was calm on the surface, feel very guilty, but at the same time he blamed himself, he immediately calmed down: Xiao Xieyu's spiritual power is too weak, and Qingyang's spiritual energy is strong everywhere, and it is difficult to distinguish after a little covering In addition, even if it is his own spiritual consciousness, the area covered is limited, Qingyang is too large, if there is no specific target range, I am afraid that everyone in Qingyang will be mobilized, and it may be difficult to find a three or four-year-old doll.But why did Yu'er disappear?Is it because of the mentality, or is there another reason?

Fu Qingluan, who was spinning in his mind, suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at Fu Lin who was also anxious: "Lin'er, what day is it today?"

Fu Lin was a little dazed when Fu Qingluan suddenly asked him this question, but then he understood what Fu Qingluan meant, and suddenly realized: "Yes, why didn't I think of this!"

In the back mountain of Qingyang, there is the tomb of Qun Lie.

On the south side of Qun Lie's tomb, a small special area is particularly conspicuous.

A pebble path covered by green pines and cypresses winds all the way to the cliff platform of a small peak. Cherry blossoms are planted all over the cliff platform. At this moment, in the late summer and early autumn, among the light green, the fiery red is gradually fading, and the light yellow is getting thicker. , Among the petals on the ground, two black and white tombs stand side by side.

On the side of the black tomb, little Xie Yu was leaning on Jiansui with his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Fu Qingluan came with a sword, and saw Xiao Xieyu at a glance, and his heart fell suddenly. After telling the people behind him with the sound transmission talisman of thousands of miles, he immediately landed on the edge of the cliff.

"Yu'er?" Fu Qingluan called Xiao Xieyu softly from a distance, and then walked towards him.

Afraid of disturbing Xiao Xieyu, Fu Qingluan's actions were extremely gentle, but his soft call did not get a response from Xiao Xieyu, Fu Qingluan's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out to test Xiao Xieyu's pulse, It was completely relieved to find that he had just fallen asleep.

Seeing little Xie Yu snuggling up beside the grave, Fu Qingluan felt a pang in her heart: I never thought that Yu'er would still remember the anniversary of his mother's death even though she was getting smaller.

The wind on Yatai was strong, and Fu Qingluan was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took off his coat, leaned over to wrap him up, and then gently hugged him in his arms.

Although Fu Qingluan moved very lightly, it seemed to have alarmed Xiao Xie Yu. He opened his eyes slightly and rubbed them with his small hands. After seeing clearly that it was Fu Qingluan, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and grandma called out. He said: "...Master."

Hearing this, Fu Qingluan's heart suddenly felt sour: "Yu Er, be good..." As soon as Fu Qingluan said this, he obviously wanted to say something, but when he thought that he didn't even notice the death date, it made Xiao Xie Yu ran here alone without knowing it, remembering how little Xie Yu was at the tomb just now, the words reached his throat, but he swallowed them back.

"Master." When Fu Qingluan hugged Xiao Xieyu and sighed in his heart, Fu Lin's voice sounded behind him. When Fu Qingluan turned around, he found that Fu Lin was carrying Tang Yushui, and the two of them had followed with food boxes.

"I have already thanked everyone and said that the elder brother found it, and then sent everyone away." Fu Lin handled the matter properly, and after explaining to Fu Qingluan, looking at the little Xie Yu in his arms, he thought of the time when he was with Tang Yushui just now. Seeing the scene of little Xie Yu sleeping next to his mother's tomb from a distance in the air, his heart felt a pang of sadness: "I have prepared the sacrifice a long time ago. If the master doesn't mind, I will offer it right now."

Fu Qingluan nodded, holding Xiao Xieyu aside.

With Tang Yushui's help, Fu Lin cleaned the altar first.

When Fu Lin was cleaning the black tomb altar, the little Xie Yu, who was still a little dazed, writhed in Fu Qingluan's arms, as if he was about to fall to the ground.

Fu Qingluan put him down on the ground, only to see him tremblingly coming to his mother's grave, and getting busy with Fu Lin.

Although little Xie Yu couldn't do much, his expression and actions were very serious.

The altar was clean, but there were some petals of four seasons cherry blossoms falling on it. Fu Lin was about to sweep it aside, but Xiao Xie Yu stood in front of him, picked up the petals one by one meticulously, and put them in the palm of his hand. .

The petals are light and can't bear the breeze. Looking at the scattered petals in the palm of his hand, Xiao Xieyu was not discouraged. After thinking for a while, he took off the sword tassel pinned to his waist and stuffed it carefully into the front of his clothes. Put the falling petals into it.

When all the petals on the altar were collected, he looked left and right, as if he was looking for something to put away, Fu Qingluan understood, and fetched a palm leaf from afar, asked Xiao Xieyu to put the petals on it, and then Xiao Xie Yu held it carefully, and placed the palm leaf in the center before the tombstone.

Fu Qingluan remembered that Fu Lin said that Xie Yu's mother loved the summer flowers of Four Seasons Cherry very much, and he couldn't help but sigh a little bit when he saw little Xie Yu's actions.

Inspired by little Xie Yu, Fu Lin also took some of his mother's favorite goose-yellow four-season cherry autumn flowers, filled them with palmetto leaves, and placed them in front of his mother Lu Xue's tombstone. After finishing this, Fu Lin turned his head , found that Xiao Xie Yu was looking at him, and the moment the two looked at each other, one knowing and the other innocent, couldn't help but smile at the same time.

With the help of Tang Yushui and Xiao Xieyu, Fu Lin quickly took out the fruit, wine and vegetables prepared in the food box one by one, and carefully placed them on the altar in front of the black and white tombs.

It should be affected by the actions just now, Xiao Xieyu no longer resisted Fu Lin. Although his strength was weak, he still tried his best to take the small plate of fruit from Fu Lin and helped to arrange it. Very meticulous.

Fu Qingluan looked through the memories left by his predecessor, but there was nothing about it at all. It seems that it is even more impossible for his predecessor to bring Xie Yu to worship his mother. Thinking of this, Fu Qingluan can't help but have more impressions of his predecessor A little contemptuous.

Fu Lin lit a joss stick, held one for Xiao Xie Yu firmly, then took him, and carefully inserted it for the two mothers.

Looking at his mother's tombstone, for the first time, Fu Lin's face, which is always majestic and straightforward, showed nostalgia and a touch of sadness. Little Xie Yu didn't know whether it was memory or instinct. Looking at Lu Qing's tombstone, his eyes were slightly confused. Rubbing, as if looking for some memory, at the same time murmured in a low voice, although I couldn't tell the specific thing, it seemed to be saying something.

Fu Lin was moved by him, so he couldn't help but bend over, and whispered to his mother Lu Xue's tombstone.

Tang Yushui had never experienced this before. Feeling a sense of loneliness, he stepped back a few steps and stood beside Fu Qingluan, carefully watching the expressions of Fu Lin and Xiao Xieyu. It was revealed, and at the same time, the whole person couldn't help but gently leaned close to Fu Qingluan's body.

Fu Qingluan knew that Tang Yushui was missing his parents whom he had never met before, and while gently hugging his body, Fu Qingluan was filled with emotion: Xiao Yuer is also a poor child , When the right day comes, I should take him back and pay homage to his parents.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingluan suddenly realized something: It is also a sin. My three disciples are obviously talented, and they have no parents in this life. It seems that I, as a master, have many things to do in the future. Work hard.

The time for one stick of incense passed inadvertently, and the second stick of incense was lit again. Fu Qingluan, along with Fu Lin and Xiao Xieyu, and Tang Yushui, paid respects to the tombs of Lu Qing and Lu Xue.

Fu Qingluan specially looked at Lu Qing's tomb, and earnestly bowed three times: "Senior sister is here, Qingyang junior brother Qingluan is here to ask sincerely. If the senior sister has a spirit, I hope that Yu'er will be safe and healthy in the future. The younger brother promises to be sure." Do my best to live up to my senior sister's last wish and Yu Er's smile.