Not far outside the village, Hongmeng was squatting on the ground, stroking the ground.
Taiyi and the two visitors from Qingfeng Taoism stood aside, waiting quietly for Hongmeng.
After half an hour, Hongmeng seemed to have had enough caressing and finally stood up.
"Xiaoyi, please wait here for a while, I'll go back and get something." Hongmeng turned around and said to Taiyi, who had been waiting behind him.
Taiyi slightly raised his forehead.
Yesterday, the old village chief was determined to send Hongmeng and Taiyi to Qingfeng Taoism. However, Hongmeng and Taiyi failed to change the village chief's mind.
However, Hongmeng bought one night by packing his luggage.
Now, it is the second day.
Hongmeng walked a little slowly. He wanted to remember the village that had raised him for ten years.
However, no matter how slow the speed is, as long as you are still walking, you will eventually reach your destination.
Back home, Hongmeng glanced at everything in the house.
This house is very different from ten years ago. Most of the missing items have been made up with the help of the old village chief.
Finally, Hongmeng¡¯s eyes were fixed on an old book on the table.
That was something left by the owner of this house ten years ago.
A book full of ancient myths. When Hongmeng saw this book, it was in the center of the village.
The pages of books scattered on the floor, the old man sitting peacefully on the chair.
That was Hongmeng¡¯s encounter with this book.
In ten years, this book has been recited by heart, but Hongmeng has never given up on it.
He gently placed his hand on the book, but the book was put into the storage ring.
Only take this book with you, and leave everything else to future generations.
After finishing this matter, Hongmeng breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave.
However, Hongmeng suddenly stopped.
The storage ring was left by the former owner of this room, and this book was also left by the former owner of this room.
Since she can remember, Hongmeng has been visiting the old man's grave every year. Although they have never met each other, everything here was left to Hongmeng by the old man.
¡°If I leave today, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to visit the old man¡¯s grave in the future.
With a sigh, Hongmeng found the pen and paper at home.
After writing three to five lines of words silently, Hongmeng left the house.
Outside the village, the carriage is ready.
Although Qingfeng Taoism is not a big sect, it is also the only immortal sect among more than ten nearby cities.
A carriage is not difficult to prepare.
"Let's go, Xiaoyi."
Returning to the entrance of the village, Hongmeng took one last look behind him and said to Taiyi.
Taiyi nodded obediently.
"Grandpa, let's go." Hongmeng said to the village chief, trying his best to put on a smile.
"Go, kid, don't worry about my old bones." Patting Hongmeng's shoulder, the old man left on crutches.
If he stayed any longer, the old man was afraid that he would be unable to bear the two little guys behind.
"Let's go." Closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, Hongmeng said to the two Qingfeng Taoist monks.
The four of them stepped onto the carriage, facing the rising sun, and headed for Qingfeng Taoism.
Let¡¯s not talk about Hongmeng first, let¡¯s talk about this village.
The old village chief also had mixed feelings in his heart at this moment. After ten years of raising them, it can't be said that he didn't have a trace of emotion. Today, he watched the two young eagles fly towards the morning sun, but he had already half-stepped into the loess.
Involuntarily, the village chief walked towards Hongmeng¡¯s home.
Everything is the same as before. The only things missing are two children and a book.
Looking at all this with emotion, the old man finally found the note on the table.
Carefully picking up the note, the old man watched it quietly.
"We say goodbye today, and I don't know when we will see each other again. Xiaomeng doesn't have anything valuable. He only has the body of a distracting beast that he got by chance. It has been buried outside the village. I think it is enough to provide for the village chief. , Xiaomeng will not say thank you for the ten years of upbringing, because this kindness cannot be offset by one or two words of thanks. Xiaomeng only hopes that if he comes back here in the future, he can still see every plant and tree here. , a flower, a tree, and the village chief, you can be in good health. ¡ª¡ªHong Mengliu."
The village chief couldn't help but smile.
With half a foot stepping into the loess, I hopeI really can wait until the day Hongmeng comes back.
Putting the note gently on the table, the village chief left.
However, I didn¡¯t see a single line of small words written on the back of the note.
"I have brought the soil of my hometown with me, and I hope that when I return, I can still smell this fresh breath."
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On the carriage, Taiyi sat next to Hongmeng. Together with Hongmeng, they looked at the village farther and farther away.
Homeland is the most nostalgia-inducing place, let alone a place that you have never left since you can remember?
Hongmeng and Taiyi¡¯s qualifications mean that sooner or later they will have to leave here, and the day of departure happens to be today.
However, leaving my homeland for the first time is a bit emotional after all.
Everything that has been experienced in the past ten years will eventually enter the blockade of memory, and in the future, I am afraid that it will be buried in a corner among countless memories, and there will no longer be a chance to recall it.
Most people who practice Taoism have a more mature state of mind than people of the same age, but it is precisely because of this that this first parting makes people even more emotional.
? Gently touched the storage ring on her finger. The weight inside was much lighter, but the thoughts it carried were much heavier.
Outside the village, I caressed the land. Firstly, I buried the body of a distracted beast. Secondly, I took away a lot of soil from my hometown.
The monsters are reserved for the future development of the village, and the soil is reserved for myself to remember my hometown in the future.
Things that seem worthless are actually more precious than anything else. But how many people in this world can understand that many precious things actually seem worthless?
¡°Perhaps it is because of this that there are many people practicing Taoism in this continent, but very few have extremely high realms.
There is hardly one immortal in more than a thousand cities, and there is hardly even one Nascent Soul in more than ten cities.
Having read that mythology, Hongmeng knew very well that before the calamity, there were so many immortals, and every time there was a big calamity, ordinary immortals were not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
Hongmeng doesn¡¯t know what exactly this continent has gone through to end up in this situation.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out there may still be a possibility to know, but now Hongmeng is only in the inediate stage, and he cannot yet come into contact with things that involve countless tribulations.
Before you know it, the village can no longer be seen
Hongmeng silently withdrew his gaze and sighed.
This world is too big, but only that small village is my true home.
"Two seniors, please tell me and Xiaoyi about Qingfeng Taoism first."
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