"Aunt is OK. She should be with an old friend of hers now."
Song Luo Shen gently grasped the hand of the man around him.
Li futu nodded.
"What's going on?"
If he didn't lose his memory, it might be easier to explain. But it's because his memory of everything that happened in the past is blank now, so it's extremely difficult for song Luoshen to explain. He spent a lot of time. After the introduction, Audi has arrived at the foot of the mountain.
"You go to see the aunt first. I'll wait for you here, and I won't go up with you."
Song Shou stops the car. Song Luo Shen takes up a handful of lilies and hands them to the man.
Li futu nodded silently, took the pure lily, pushed the door to get off.
Song Luo God did not give him directions, but he seemed to have been to the general, alone through the rough mountain road, accurately found the cemetery.
It seems that he didn't notice the wooden house not far from the cemetery. Li futu, holding the flowers, walked slowly to the monument step by step.
The tomb of Qing Si in CI Mu Guan.
Unfilial son Li futuli.
Through the vicissitudes of the years, the scrawls on the stele are a little fuzzy, but they are still like blood.
Standing in front of the monument for a long time, the grown-up man gradually bent down, put down the flowers, and finally fell on his knees in front of the tomb.
Looking at the mottled old picture on the tombstone, the blank brain seems to be like the waves of the dead sea. It seems that there is some power that starts to surge, and then bursts of heartbreaking pain come like a tide.
As if, punishing him for forgetting his ancestors.
The man endured the pain, holding the soil in his hands, and slowly kowtowed his head three times.
Silent, a figure appeared behind him, quietly witnessed all this.
When he raised his head, there was a sound from his head.
"Don't forget that you're not 30 after all. Don't put all the pressure on you."
Li futu turned a blind eye to the middle-aged man behind him and walked past him.
The other side did not stop, just in the passing moment, said: "remember, live, is the greatest filial piety to your mother."
Li futu kept on walking and soon disappeared in the depth of the mountain road.
From the beginning to the end, the middle-aged people who came out of the wooden house did not move or look back. After the sound of footsteps gradually went away, they stepped forward and squatted down to clean up the weeds in front of the grave.
All of a sudden.
A low inaudible sound sounded, like the sound of water droplets breaking.
Then, this cemetery, there was a shocking scene!
Originally invisible and colorless in the air, just as the water wrinkled, even inexplicably up the human eye visible waves!
Then, a more soul stirring picture appeared!
Just like a dream, there was a crack in the air above the cemetery. It was like the opening of a cloth bag. The crack gradually expanded. Then, a figure stepped out of it and appeared in front of the tomb.
Then, the air ripples slowly disappeared, and everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened before, but the figure standing in front of the tombstone out of thin air explained what had just happened, which was not a dream!
Li Zhengrong, the overlord who is willing to guard the solitary grave, witnessed this incredible scene. Rao Shi had experienced countless strong winds and heavy rain, and his mind and vision were far beyond ordinary people. However, what just happened in front of his eyes still made him fall into a trance.
The figure, who seemed to come from the void, wrapped her whole body in a mop robe. At this time, she stood motionless in front of the tomb, quietly looking at the tombstone, as if in mourning, as if in memorial.
After half pay, Wang, who was once powerful all over the world, regained his mind and kept a squatting posture, staring at the uninvited guest.
"Who are you?"
The other side still did not have any movement, as if did not hear, until after a minute or two, finally had the response.
She turned slowly.
When he saw the other side's face for a moment, Li Zhengrong, who had watched his army being killed and his family falling apart, had an irrepressible change of color. His mood was more violent than when he saw the other side's empty fall before.
"Green silk..."
He exclaimed in a dazed voice.
It's not that Miss becomes a disease, but that you can see that this woman who seems to come across time and space, her face is really like the old picture on the tombstone!
The only difference, perhaps, is that she looks older than in the photo.
"Mr. Li's eyes are not good. Where is green silk? I have white hair
The other side smiles.
Indeed, although most of them were covered by robes, her hair was white, desolate and dazzling.For the first time in her life, Li Zhengrong may have been so gaffed. Her eyes trembled violently. Cang stood up and wanted to go to the other side.
However, when he took one step, when he was ready to take the second step, he found that his body seemed to lose control. It seemed that a force had taken control of his body instead of him. As a result, the feet he had raised could never fall down again.
"Before the death, please respect yourself."
The white haired woman whispered.
Li Zhengrong, who was set in the same place and couldn't move in an inch, had trembling eyes and was staring at the woman.
"You are not Qingsi. Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. I have nothing to ask for but to visit my old friend. "
The white haired woman's eyes moved from Li Zhengrong's face to the tombstone, calm and deep.
"Do you know Qingsi? What's your relationship with Qingsi? "
Even if the other party's various means have gone beyond cognition, or even out of the established rules of the world, Li Zhengrong is not frightened and asks questions in a deep voice.
"Mr. Li, if she had not mentioned my existence to you, I would not have disobeyed the will of the deceased. If she has mentioned it to you, why should I say more. "
The white haired woman looked at the tombstone with a soft voice.
Li Zhengrong's eyes contracted and his heart was shocked!
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. After all, you are the one she loves. Just a little bit, I always don't understand, the love in the mortal world, is really so charming that people can forget themselves? "
The white haired woman said to herself, some doubts, but she didn't seem to want an answer.
Before long, she turned her head and finally took a look at Li Zhengrong.
That pair of eyes, like the abyss, like the Milky way.
Then, she didn't speak any more, and her figure slowly dissipated from reality to emptiness. In a moment, she disappeared completely.
At this time, Li Zhengrong regained control of his body and stepped forward to the place where the white haired woman had just stood, but he didn't touch anything. It seemed that all that had just happened was just an illusion.