Master tutoring class

"Elder, do you have a letter from me?"

"Let me see, no."

An An stood in the lobby of the station, surrounded by disciples who had received letters.

He has been here for several months, and decades have passed in the world, and An An has not received a single letter during this time.

Probably forgotten.

Feeling a little bored in my heart, I opened the jade card and said in the group, "Brother, I'm going down the mountain."

He jumped on the sword and flew out of Yuanshengzong.

After such a long time, the senior brothers of Yuanshengzong did not prohibit him from going down the mountain.

Chunling Town is in the cool season, the streets are bustling with people, most of the people put on jackets, when he walked out, he was wearing a moon white gown, and he had cultivated his morality to cultivate a dusty posture. It attracts the attention of most people who come and go.

An An went to the palace first. It's been a long time, and the years in the mountains are unknown. When he came to ask Wang Taoning, the guard at the door was stunned.

"My old lady has passed away for a year, and the young master is late."

The guard sighed.

a year?

There was a buzzing in An An's head, and she couldn't hear anything around her. She said dryly, "Mrs. Wang was kind to me in the past. I wonder if I can allow me to burn incense for her."

The guard hesitated, shook his head and refused, "It's really not good, my lord, our family's ancestral hall has never been open to outsiders."

The guard regretfully said to the young master on the opposite side, this young master has delicate features, and the sadness in his eyes does not seem to be fake, he must have a deep relationship with the old lady.

It's just that the master of his family went out because of sadness, and he can only follow the rules in the mansion.

Looking up and seeing the lost young man opposite, the guard shook his head and sighed.

Fate in the world will never be obtained.

Hearing the guard's sigh, An'an made a smiling and crying expression, saluted and left.

When he went back, his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the cool wind blew away the thoughts that had been in his heart for many years. He didn't know that he had been walking for so long, so long that a hundred years passed in the world in a blink of an eye.

All the men and women walking together passed by him, but he was the only one walking down the street in a daze.

After stopping, he raised his eyes and saw that he had arrived at the Xie Mansion.

Xie's mansion was having a funeral, An An listened attentively, and heard that this was Xie An's funeral.

There was a blockage in his chest, like a sap hitting him, and he lost his strength immediately.Standing at the door, looking up at the lobby stupidly.

The white hanging curtain has a large Chinese character "Dian" in the middle, and a huge coffin is placed below, surrounded by people kneeling in a hall.

Everything shows that he came too late.

In the hall, Xie An's son Xie Xing was making arrangements for the funeral, kneeling down in front of the coffin.

He felt a gaze.

This gaze looked at this side from afar, stubbornly refusing to turn away.

Wondering who else would be in the future, he turned his head and saw a pair of empty eyes. This person was clearly not crying, but for no reason it made people want to cry.

Maybe someone my father knew before his death.

Xie Xingqiang stood up and went out to meet his father's old friend.

This person was dressed in white, with a dull expression, and there was a kind of grief that could not be greater than death.For a moment, Xie Xing felt a little empathy.

"Young master, are you my father's old friend?"

"I..." Pain flashed in his eyes, and he lost his words for a while.

Seeing that the person opposite was sad and speechless, Xie Xingbei came out of it, pulled An'an past him and walked in, "If it's my father's old friend, please come in together, I don't know the name of the young master?"

"My name is Ann."

The footsteps of the people beside him suddenly stopped, "Is the young master my father's elder brother?"

An An froze and stood there.

"You...you know me?"

The palm trembled, An An couldn't believe it.

Could it be that his brother always remembered him?

"So it's Uncle, my father mentioned you many times before his death." Xie Xing choked up.

"What did you mention about me?" Her lips trembled slightly, and she looked at Xie Xing with trembling eyes.

Xie Xing sighed, "I mentioned that my uncle took care of him hard when I was young, and I also mentioned that my uncle sent him to the Xie Mansion for him to survive. And uncle, you go to cultivate the truth. My father has always been very happy, thinking that you will be better if you have the ability A lot, it won't be as hard as when I took care of him in the old days."

Xie Xing saw the immortal beside him crying, and couldn't help crying again.

"Father wrote you many letters, but never sent them. He said that the ordinary life is too short, and your life is too long. Uncle values ​​love and righteousness, and he doesn't want to tie you down."

As he spoke, Xie Xing raised his hand to wipe his tears, and stood still in front of the hall, "Uncle, wait for me, before my father died, I asked me to burn the letters he wrote to you, but I left the last one, saying that if Uncle came Now, let me hand it over to you."

Xie Xing ran away after speaking, there were many people crying and kneeling around in the hall, no one paid any attention to An An.An An didn't pay attention to the others, but quietly raised her eyes to look at a large coffin in the hall.

His beloved younger brother was lying in it, and since then, he has never been seen again.

The crying around me became a sad song, singing the end of the world, love and hate parting.

A hundred years in the world is too short.

After a while, Xie Xing ran out and handed him a letter, some crumpled yellow paper.

He opened it with trembling hands, and saw a beautiful handwriting.

It was a font he had never seen before.It must have been carefully taught to write, and when you see it, you know that your brother is doing well here.

For a while, I was comforted and sad.

Dear brother:

Recently, I have been dreaming about my elder brother, and I suddenly found that I can remember all the details hidden in the corners in the past, and I feel that my elder brother treats me with deep affection.

Xiaoan is the most happy when his elder brother is practicing Taoism.Forgive me for being so old, and calling myself Xiaoan with the audacity.In front of my brother, I will always be my brother's Xiaoan.

When Xiaoan was young, she dragged her elder brother down for a long time.I still remember that my sister was sick that winter, and there was no food at home. Brother, you cooked snow and ate it, leaving us all the food.Xiaoan has always known it, and it is hard to forget today.There is no way to repay my elder brother's kindness, and I probably won't be able to repay it in the next life.

I know that my elder brother has deep love and righteousness, but when my elder brother embarks on the path of self-cultivation, he has to break away from the secular world.Therefore, although I miss my brother, I have never dared to write to you.Xiao An was afraid that his temper would ruin his brother's path.

I ordered Xie Xing to burn the old letters, it was just a trivial matter.I wrote a letter to my brother today, and this is the only one.

If you don't see me for the last time, brother, please don't blame yourself.Xiao An was lucky not to see her brother, because Xiao An didn't want her brother to be sad, and she didn't want her brother to be obsessed with him.The past is the past, let it be counted.

Xiao An lived very well in the Xie Mansion, and so did her younger sister in the Wang Mansion. She firmly believed that she was the biological child of the Wang family until she passed away.I knew it, and my brother didn't tell her.

My brother is always so kind to us.

The world is short, and I don't regret it.The only worry in life is the fear that after my death, my brother is stuck in the past and mistaken me.

So Xiaoan only has one request, hope that elder brother will forget me and younger sister.

Then completely forget it.

Xie Anliu

"Woo..." A mournful voice was suppressed in his throat.

Pain, remorse, regret, and affection.

Amidst the cries of pain, Xie Xing listened, and also shed tears.

In the early years, he heard that his father and brother were close, but today he can feel it even more, and he is even more sad.

"Condolences."

Xie An's funeral lasted for a long time, until all the people dispersed, An An was still standing beside the stele.

The cemetery of Xie's mansion is very large, surrounded by stone monuments, Xie An's is also placed in the middle.

Only then did An An finally understand what Wen Jing said that day.

I'm cultivating, you are in the world, we are not together.

I stood there for a long time until dawn. Yesterday was over and a new sun came out.

He opened the jade card and sent a message to his brother, so he learned the formation in the book.

Blood from fingertips dripped into the formation, and An An inscribed a special lettering for his younger brother——

Xie An

brother stay

When I woke up, the sky was clear and the clouds were light, and the wind blew the scent of incense, which was a little pungent.

He stood up and found something bad, he forgot who he was and where he came from.

He held a jade-colored brick in his hand, it was huge, and it was shining brightly for some reason.

I stood there blankly for a long time.

After a while, there was a sudden roar from the sky, and a fierce man rushed over.

With a sword in his hand, his eyes widened, "What are you doing?!"

He looked up blankly, "Excuse me, what's my name?"

"Master!!!" The fierce man raised his head and yelled at another man.

The other man stroked his chin, thinking for a moment.

"An He Yi. Gentleman is humble, Chang An, Yong Yi."

The author says:

There is only sweetness in the back!trust me!

After reading this chapter, I will gain a good brother/brother in my dream.

Explain, Master didn't name An An at the beginning because An An didn't let go of the past.Later, An An was sure that he had forgotten, so the master gave him a name and asked him to start over.