Xianzun is pregnant with the devil's cub

The weather is clear and the clouds are far away.The green tiles and flying lanterns of the Yuanshan Road are extremely grand and open under the sun, but the eaves at the corners are all tied with white cloth, and the onyx hangs down, and the white lanterns are blown by the wind.

Nearly a month has passed since the encirclement and suppression of the six sects, and all the disputes of the six sects have been sorted out, so an altar was organized to mourn the dead in this struggle, and the location was on Yuanshan Road.

Today's distant mountain roads are all dressed in onyx white, and the white clothes are like snow, and the eyes are full of desolation.The post road people and horses walked around, and at the same time walked the figures of the disciples of the six sects, all covered in onyx white robes, with snow-white filial cloth tied on their heads.

From the pavilion not far from the post road, a helpless sigh sounded: "My lord, just put it on!"

In the pavilion, Yue Lin was holding a wine glass with one hand, wearing a black robe, lazily stepping one leg on the stone bench, beside Chu Tong who was distressed beside him: "I said earlier, if you don't wear it, you will grind me for another hour, I still don't wear them."

Chu Tong wanted to stomp his feet: "Why!"

Yue Lin smiled and said, "I don't even understand such a simple truth? I was born in the demon race, so I don't have the reason to wear mourning for the righteous way. If I do mourning, people will say that I am a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful."

Chu Tong disapproved all over his face: "But you are now Mr. Yuezhao's husband, and you have long been a member of Yuanshan Dao. They set up the altar in Yuanshan Dao. It is because of their respect for Mr. Yuezhao, but you, as Yuezhao Wouldn't it be embarrassing for Jun's Taoist companion to wear plain clothes if he doesn't cooperate!"

Yue Lin clicked his tongue: "You're right, I'm going to hide now so that Mr. Yuezhao won't be embarrassed."

Chu Tong: "..."

As soon as he got up, a gust of wind blew, making the wind chimes on the corner of the eaves ring, accompanied by smooth and gentle steps.

"Where to hide?" Chu Hanjin's voice was cold.

Yue Lin turned around and saw Chu Hanjin coming from under the top of the Bodhi tree. He was wearing plain white mourning clothes, his jet-black hair crown was fastened by a wooden hairpin, and there was a snow-white filial cloth on his forehead. He was very well dressed. Pure and solemn, only the eyelashes are slightly drooping, but the beauty of the bridge of the nose and lips is not diminished at all.

Yue Lin's footsteps stopped suddenly: "Uh."

Chu Hanjin was followed by black servants, all dressed in plain white mourning clothes, quietly standing on both sides with their hands down.

Before Yue Lin could think of anything to say, Chu Tong complained with a mournful face, "Mr. Yuezhao, my uncle refuses to wear school uniform."

Yue Lin interrupted him: "I—"

Chu Tong was aggrieved: "I've been persuading him for a long time, it's really annoying! He said he wouldn't wear it for hiding! Hmph!"

Yue Lin: "..."

Chu Hanjin's eyes fell on him, his lacquered eyes stared quietly, took the mourning clothes that Chu Tong had been holding in his hand, and walked to Yue Lin's side.

Seeing that he couldn't run away, Yue Lin said with a smile, "I don't want to hide anywhere, I just want to drink somewhere else."

Chu Hanjin looked at the mourning clothes on the case: "Wearing mourning is to express condolences to those who died innocently in the six disputes. Don't you want to?"

Yue Lin said: "Ah Chu, you also know that I am not without condolences, but that I am not in the fifth service, and the orthodox monks also have prejudices against me, so it would be embarrassing to appear beside the solemn altar."

Chu Hanjin: "You did a lot to prevent this dispute—"

Yue Lin smiled lightly, and lightly held his hand. Seeing this, the attendants behind Chu Hanjin immediately buried their heads even lower with interest, and pretended not to see anything.Yue Lin said: "The credit is all yours. If it weren't for you, I would still be lying in the tomb in the mountain, too lazy to care about these things, so don't say I have credit—"

When he finished speaking, he smiled and approached him to kiss him.

However, he met Chu Hanjin's cold and narrow eyes, and his hand was gently pressed down.

Chu Hanjin is now wearing mourning clothes. He must be dignified, solemn, and quiet. He must not talk and laugh, be arrogant and impatient, and must not be obscene for fun. Otherwise, he will be disrespectful to the deceased.

Pressing Yue Lin's hand, Chu Hanjin looked helpless: "I discussed with Liu Zong to honor your merits, which just happened to get rid of everyone's prejudice against you. If you really don't want to wear a mourning, you can tie a black gauze as my Your wife stays behind the curtain, okay?"

Yue Lin nodded: "This is very good."

His mentality has always been Buddhist, he is tired of power struggles, and he does not want to be involved in any chaos. Originally, it is a beautiful imagination to wander in the countryside with Chu Hanjin, but Chu Hanjin shoulders the responsibility, and staying with him on Yuanshan Road is also very good. .

Chu Hanjin took his hand, let go, and said, "Let's go."

The sacrificial ceremony is held in the Taoist temple outside the front hall, where the Taoist ancestors and the tablets of the six ancestors are enshrined.When he and Chu Hanjin walked towards the altar, one behind the other, there were whispers behind their ears.

"Yuezhao-jun is so handsome in mourning clothes! Don't have a taste..."

"Who is behind him?"

"Don't you know? It's his Taoist companion."

"Daoist? When did it happen!"

"I have children! You just know? The news is too ill-informed!"

The voice of discussion was very low, and some young disciples in mourning had not directly experienced the disputes of the six sects. They didn't know the danger of the process, and their attitudes were not correct, but they wore mourning white clothes and chatted together.

Chu Han didn't look sideways at this moment, and turned a deaf ear to it, and his plain white shoes stepped on the avenue of white marble.But Yue Lin looked sideways, not only did they not panic, but they laughed happily.

"It's very handsome, it's a perfect match for Mr. Yuezhao."

"It's a good match."

"Oh," someone sighed, "you don't even know who he is."

"Who?"

As they talked, they changed the subject: "The chief culprit of this chaos in the six sects turned out to be Sect Master Mu of the Yuanshan Road. The whole body is embarrassing..."

"What's so embarrassing about this? I think it's embarrassing for the Mofa Dao and the Wandering Dao. The two suzerains were set up to kill each other. Zong died dead, disabled, why not take responsibility?"

"Responsible? Which school didn't have a devil, and when there was no villain? On the contrary, Mr. Yuezhao stopped it in time and cleaned up the house. You see, the devil has been fighting for a long time now, and the corpses are all over the field. Time can stop. Without Yuezhao-jun, we would end in the same way."

"It's no wonder that Suzerain Xing still wants to smile at Yuezhao Jun after his arm is broken. He is so poor now, he looks like a different person, and he didn't come to mourn this time. He said that he was thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors, but he was actually crazy."

"Hahaha! It's good to be insane, it's good to be insane. This is a wake-up call! Let's see if he dares to invade another sect!"

Bright and clear sky, blue sky and white sun.

Brand new spotless weather.

Yue Lin walked to the other tent beside the altar. Inside the tent, the princes of the six sects were all dressed in white, their hair tied with wooden hairpins, and their clothes tied with straw ropes. They were extremely tall and straight.The envoy of Rongku Dao, the two lords of Yin and Yang Dao, the suzerain of Wuji Dao Lan, and the two new lords of Wandering Dao and Mo Fa Dao looked at Chu Hanjin calmly and nodded slightly as greetings.

Chu Hanjin also nodded in return, and stood inside the tent. After hearing the sound of the auspicious clock and drum, he walked to the altar built with stones several feet high.

The autumn wind was rustling, and the cool wind swept through the dojo. He lived alone above Wanxiu. His white robe in mourning was blown by the wind, and his figure was extremely beautiful.

Chu Han picked up his wine glass and bowed to the sky and the earth.

The tablet behind him is enshrined in Taoist proverbs.

God.

fazu.

Sympathy for the innocent dead.

This obeisance, everything is silent.

Thousands of white lanterns were placed on the altar. The six sects could not fully count the casualties of monks and common people, so they roughly woven the same number of white lanterns, with the word "Dian" written in black ink on them.The left side of the dojo was full of coffins, and there were corpses in the middle, but some of the coffins were empty, and the monk's body could not be found. The monk's name was written on yellow paper and placed in the coffin.

People from the Six Sects stepped forward and hung the white lanterns on the front of the coffin.

After each battle, the six sects will hold a ceremony to commemorate the heroic spirits.

After sacrificing the dead, take out the disturbed heroic spirits in the celestial burial pit, write name cards one by one, and burn them again.

Furthermore, several incantations were listed as forbidden, and the incantations were listed and burned on the spot.

While Yue Lin was paying attention, the cuffs were gently pulled.

Chu Zhaoyang was wearing a mourning dress, with a plain white mourning cloth on his forehead, like a snow-white doll.He sat in the chair for more than an hour, but couldn't sit still anymore, tilted his head and said, "Daddy."

Yue Lin hugged him into his arms: "Huh?"

"What is father doing?" Chu Zhaoyang couldn't understand.

Yue Lin patted his head, his eyes were steady: "Your father is mourning the dead."

"But why so long?"

Yue Lin patted his head again: "Because it is a pity to die."

"Oh." Chu Zhaoyang's eyes flickered and he nodded heavily.

"However, there are three days, three months, one year, and three years in mourning, but it will always end, which means that people can't be sad forever, and they have to look forward and move forward."

Chu Zhaoyang nodded again.

They stood still for a while until Chu Hanjin came down from the altar.He went through the sacrificial ceremony rigorously and without mistakes. It was almost evening, everything was over, and he went to the basin to clean his hands.

People from the six sects bowed their hands to each other, turned their backs and left, and the monks in the dojo also dispersed one after another.

As night fell, the ashram became cold and empty, Yue Lin and Chu Hanjin walked side by side, autumn leaves were fluttering, and the white lanterns hanging from the eaves were all lit up, giving off a hazy light.

They walked slowly, and in front of them Chu Zhaoyang jumped up and down, jumping around with his arms open.

He stopped suddenly, pointed to a flying white spot in front of the lantern, and asked, "Daddy, what is that?"

Yue Lin laughed: "It's late autumn, and there are still fireflies."

Hearing these three words, Chu Hanjin's thoughts moved slightly, and he turned his head to look over.

Yue Lin said: "Qiuqiu was born in Midsummer, when it hatched, there were no fireflies left."

Chu Zhaoyang said, "No wonder I don't know it, it's so pretty!"

Hearing these words, Yue Lin didn't know what to think, turned to Chu Hanjin, and said with a smile, "It's really my own."

These words caused ripples in Chu Hanjin's heart.

He thought of the buddha flower field behind the bamboo forest, and thought of himself and Yue Lin waiting in the mountains for several months before the fireflies came, but when the fireflies filled the sky, he forgot the names of the people who were traveling with him.

The fireflies came and went, but Yue Lin was always behind him.

Not long to go on.

Chu Hanjin stopped and called his name: "Yuelin."

"What's wrong?" Yue Lin turned his face away.

Chu Hanjin's brows and eyes were under the light of the lantern, and his dark eyes were shining brightly, as clean as snow.Just like when I was in the mountains and forests when I lost my memory, I entrusted my heart to him and asked him, "Next year, plant another flower field for me, okay?"

He became more and more dazed.

In a daze, he said: "So, very good."

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The author has something to say:

From now on, Yuelin will be Chuchu's concubine, hahaha, the couple will become bigger and stronger, and create greater glories!