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Chapter 327 A bowl of white water noodles(1/2)

It has been a long time since the heavy rain fell and the rain cleared, but everyone sat quietly without any impatience.

Zou Yan reached out and waved Suihe, "Girl, come here to my grandfather."

Sui He walked away from Yun Luo reluctantly and sat down obediently beside Zou Yan. The tears on his pretty and elegant face had not dried up, and his tender shoulders were still sobbing up and down, pitiful.

Zou Yan stretched out his hand and looked at the girl beside him with pity, "Do you miss your mother?"

Sui He nodded.

"I'll take you and your brother Luo to see your mother?"

Sui He subconsciously continued to nod, then suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his grandfather in disbelief.

Yun Luo and Lu Qi were also shocked.

Only Zou He and Yang Qing are better, obviously they have known this news a long time ago.

"Your mother is not dead yet." Zou Yan stood up, his wide robe and sleeves embroidered with runes all over the sky, and his voice sounded faintly, "But it's not far from death."

From the stone house, there was a secret passage leading to the mountain.

Zou Yan opened the secret passage with the secret technique of heaven. Everyone activated their true energy, shaking the spirit of alcohol, slowly followed him behind him and walked forward.

There are night pearls along the road along the secret passage, and the light is not too dark. There are winds coming from where they neutralize dirty air.

After walking forward for a while, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and a bright stone chamber appeared in their sight.

A huge night pearl is inlaid on each of the left and right walls of the stone chamber, and there is also a shiny formation that makes the entire stone chamber bright and transparent.

Three vents were opened on the wall opposite everyone, and you could hear the whimpering sounds from the void in the vent, as if chanting.

In the middle of the stone chamber, there is an ice coffin, which is pure and transparent, without any impurities.

In the ice coffin, a woman was lying quietly, as peaceful as if she was sleeping.

Zou Yan didn't say anything and stood aside.

Everyone also tacitly made way, revealing Yunluo holding hands and following He.

Lu Qi pursed his lips lightly, without any negative emotions in his heart, just sadness and love.

Suihe and her mother Zou Yun spent several years together, but only had a few days to get along with her mother's true face. I have to say that it was very distressing.

At this moment, she saw her mother's face as if she was sleeping, and those memories were overwhelming, driving her to rush forward involuntarily, lying on the ice coffin, and tears burst out again.

Yun Luo walked to the ice coffin and looked at the person in the coffin. It turned out that this was Aunt Zou's appearance. She was really nice, quiet and calm, and there seemed to be a faint worry lingering between her eyebrows.

Yun Luo pulled out the jade pendant on his chest from his collar and held it in his palm. The scenes of the past slowly replayed in his mind.

He took a step back, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed three times at the ice coffin.

Those who give birth to me and those who raise me should all be filial.

He stood up and gently helped Sui He up, held it in his arms, and looked at Zou Yan, "Master, is Aunt Zou still saved?"

Zou Yan nodded and shook his head, "What do you say, there is help but no help."

He looked at everyone, shook his sleeves gently, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it on the ice coffin, "Xiao Yun has always been meticulous. She was too worried and had a lot of mental strain. She delayed for a long time. It was too late to return to Tianji Mountain, and her vitality was almost cut off. Even if Qin Ling was reborn at this moment, standing in front of her, she could only make her go happier. This is helpless."

"What's the point of saving?" Yun Luo asked in a deep voice. He made up his mind that as long as he was saved, he would definitely try his best to save Aunt Zou.

"There is a phoenix girl among the twelve celestial immortals in the Heavenly Court. It is said that the Nirvana Art of Fire and Resurrection of Reincarnation that she practiced has the effect of resurrecting the dead and reversing the samsara. If she can get a drop of essence and blood, and she personally uses the mental method of the Nirvana Art of Fire and Healing Xiaoyun for death and then reborn, Xiaoyun may be saved. But the Tiangong is out of reach, and the celestial immortals cannot descend to the earth at all, let alone why do they make such a great sacrifice for Xiaoyun? More importantly, they may not succeed, so there is no such rescue."

"Old man, I sealed her in this coffin, just because I have a thought. If I get married in the future or the world is in trouble, she can also take a look."

Speaking of this, Zou Yan, who had been tense, finally couldn't help it, and a few turbid tears flashed across the corners of his eyes.

After hearing these words, Zou He and Yang Qing were silent and sighed in their hearts that the impossible was impossible.

Even though Lu Qi knew that Zulong had given Yun Luo a drop of essence and blood, and that Zhu Rong had something to do with him, he felt that this matter was impossible.

After all, it is not something that can be solved with just a single shot of the Phoenix Girl. It costs a lot of money. Why is the dignified immortal?

Yun Luo gently patted Sui He's thin shoulder, looked at Zou Yan, and said in a deep voice: "Zou Shanzhu, those who have ambitions will succeed. Although it is out of reach, Yun Luo will do his best!"

Zou Yan stared at Yun Luo and nodded in praise, "It's worthy of being Ling Qingyun's son, and it's not in vain that my little Yun'er worked hard for you! But there's no need to force it. It's not your fault that she has become like this. There's no need to feel guilty, just go with the flow."

After coming out of the secret room in the mountains, Yun Luo and Lu Qi accompanied Suihe to relax in the mountains. This was a day of dispersion.

They talked about the past, the future, the poor and warm past, and wished each other a peaceful and smooth future.

Sui He knew that after Brother Luo came this time, there shouldn't be such a life again.

Because they have all grown up, they all have their own things to do and their own responsibilities to take.

No matter how beautiful the memories of the past are, they do not belong to the present.

The next morning, the wind and snow in Tianji Mountain were still there. Suihe got up early and waited for Yunluo at the door of the stone house where Yunluo was resting.

She gently shook Yun Luo's arm, "Brother Luo, let's make me a bowl of noodles again."

Yun Luo nodded with a smile, and heard Sui He say again: "Put two more drops of sesame oil! Two drops are enough."

When Yun Luo returned to the stone house and prepared the noodles, he brought them to Sui He. Sui He smiled brightly, "Brother Luo, are you and Sister Lu going to leave?"

Yun Luo's smile froze. For a moment, he really wanted to spend more time with this lonely little girl here, but there were still many things waiting for him, so he couldn't help it.

"It's okay, Brother Luo, just go and do it. Sui He will work hard to practice and strive to help Brother Luo as soon as possible."

As she said that, she stood up and gently bumped into Yun Luo's arms, "Brother Luo, I won't give you away in a while. I'm afraid I'll be sad. You and Sister Lu are safe all the way and grow old together."

Yun Luo tightened his arms gently and remained silent.

"Okay, Brother Luo, you go, I'm going to eat noodles!"

Suihe let go of her hands and pretended to be grand and authentic.

Yunluo stretched out his hand, gently rubbed Suihe's head, and said softly: "It's good."

Turning around and leaving the stone house.

Lu Qi walked in, hugged Sui He, took off a jade pendant from his neck, and put it on Sui He's neck, "Sui He, goodbye."

On the way outside, Zou Yan, Zou He and Yang Qing were already waiting there.

Yang Qing said to Yun Luo: "I will stay in Tianji Mountain for a while, go to Changzhou to find you before the Five Sects Conference, and then go to the venue together."

Yun Luo nodded.

After not seeing each other overnight, Zou Yan seemed to have grown much older. He looked at Yun Luo, "Come to Tianji Mountain, I will give you a word. If you have the end of your life in the future and have no way out, remember eight words: the west wind and Wei River, the setting sun in Chang'an."

Yun Luo felt a stern and kept it in his heart.

He and Lu Qi bowed to everyone with their fists, their eyes stayed on Sui He's hut for a while, and turned around and left.

In the hut, Suihe ate the white water noodles in big mouthfuls, and tears fell into the noodle soup.

Today's noodles were a little salty.

The wind and snow have covered up all the marks of going up the mountain yesterday, and the two flew down the mountain along the snow.

When stepping out of this towering and mysterious Tianji Mountain, Lu Qi suddenly said: "I heard that Tianji Mountain has a secret technique that can forcefully spy on the secrets of the next few years at the cost of burning life and deduce good and bad luck for others."

Compared to Yunluo, Lu Qi, who was born in the Lu family in Zhenjiang, naturally knows much more about the allusions in the world of cultivation.

Yun Luo turned his head suddenly and was about to rush up the mountain.

Lu Qi grabbed his arm, "The reason why I didn't say it was because I didn't want you to go back. Keep these kindnesses in mind, and give them well in the future, that you and I are not the ones who repay kindness through words."

Yunluo calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

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It was a few days later that I hurried all the way and returned to Jincheng.

Jiang Yan had already set off for Changzhou with his men, and Xun Yu and Wenwei were still in the courtyard.

Seeing Yun Luo's expression, Xun Yu already knew it, "Do you know?"

Yun Luo nodded.

Xun Yu looked at Lu Qi and asked with his eyes.

Lu Qi shook his head and signaled that it was okay, so that Xun Yu could rest assured.

Xun Yu said to Yun Luo: "He has moved Master Cao Yelai's cemetery to a mountain outside the city. Every year, Cao Yelai goes to pay tribute to him."

He sighed, "Cao Ye is here and left now. Since you happen to be here now, you can go there."

After saying that, Wen Wei prepared the memorial service and the group of four quietly left the city.

A mountain bunch outside the city is surrounded by mountains and waters, with a beautiful view, with lush trees and a small grave bun standing there quietly.

Yun Luo walked over and looked at the tombstone without words.

Xun Yu's voice sounded at the right time, "No matter whether his master is named or named, he dare not expose his period, otherwise it will definitely cause Si Wencao to investigate and may expose your existence. Therefore, he dare not even engrave words on the tombstone."

Lu Qi sighed softly.

Yun Luo said: "Then it can be carved now, right?"

Xun Yu thought for a while, "It's better to wait for the day when the big thing is settled."

Yun Luo didn't say much, and personally arranged the offerings and kowtowed respectfully to burn incense.
To be continued...
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