Leaping Dragon Flying to the Sky

As soon as the snow stopped, the sky cleared up, and the sun shone on the snow-covered mountains. For a while, everything looked crystal clear, like a world made of colored glass.

Afraid of wind and snow in two days, it would be a real delay, so Xiaodong decided to go to sacrifice today.

Originally, he thought that he would go alone, and Senior Brother Jiang prepared all the sacrifices for him, including a fish, a chicken, two kinds of fruits, a jug of wine, and gold leaf ingots to be burnt.In the end, Senior Brother Jiang insisted on going together, he was afraid that the mountain road would be steep and snowy, and he was afraid that the younger brother would not be familiar with the road, if he slipped, fell, or lost his way, it was not a trivial matter in this kind of weather.The elder brother also said that he would go together, saying that he had never met Uncle Yun before, and he hadn't been able to send him off at the funeral, so now he had to go to the grave to kowtow as a junior.

In this way, there are three people.

I didn't expect to meet Senior Sister Linglong when I was going out. When I saw that the three of them were going out, I couldn't help but follow.This is great, those who knew said they were going to visit the grave, but those who didn't know saw that the four personal disciples left all of a sudden and thought it was some big event.Fortunately, the fourth senior brother scratched his leg two days ago, otherwise he might have to accompany him.

When there were too many people, it was not up to Xiaodong to carry things by himself. Brother Jiang snatched a basket containing the offerings, and Senior Sister Linglong took the bag containing the ingots. The sword was untied, he held one end, let Xiaodong hold the other end, so that if Xiaodong's feet slipped, he would have something to rely on, and he would not really fall into the mud.

The half of the scabbard was still wrapped with a piece of cloth handkerchief used by the senior brother, Xiaodong wondered at first, but when he really grasped the scabbard, he understood.There are coiled flowers and inlays on the scabbard, and it is cold and painful to hold directly, and the wrapped cloth handkerchief is much more comfortable.

I didn't expect the elder brother to be so careful.

Holding the scabbard, Xiaodong walked forward step by step following the footsteps of the senior brother on the snow, both of them were very silent.However, with Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Sister Linglong present, there would be no surprises anywhere. "Junior Brother, look over there, that is Discourse on Sword Peak. It is said that many years ago, there was an immortal who discussed Taoism on the peak over there, and cut off most of the mountain wall with a single sword, so it got such a name. "

Regardless of whether this mountain peak was cut out by immortals with swords or not, in Xiaodong's view, this place can be regarded as a wonderful scenery and a magical workmanship.The mountain peak stood out in the distance, shaped like a stalagmite, and one side of the mountain peak was a steep stone wall, smooth and flat, without a blade of grass growing.

"It's so steep, did that person climb up?"

"I can't, senior brother can, right? Senior brother also said that there are herbs on it."

Xiaodong turned to look at Mo Chen again.

Mo Chen nodded and said, "There are indeed herbs growing on it."

Who cares about herbs, he wants to know how the elder brother climbed up, Lunjian Peak looks like it would be difficult for an ape to climb, unless the elder brother grows wings like a bird to fly up.

Brother Jiang talked about other scenery ahead.

"Look over there. That place is called the Three Stars Terrace. It is said that on a sunny summer night, you can see three different kinds of brilliance shimmering faintly on the stage, just like the stars in the sky."

Xiaodong asked curiously, "We didn't see each other in summer."

Brother Jiang smiled and said, "Don't talk about you, I haven't seen you in all these years on the mountain."

So Xiaodong understood.

The origins of many places are all legends, some of which may be true, and some of which are rumors. It seems that Samsung Station should be the latter.

In fact, people listen to the origins of these legends, that is, they listen to the excitement, and they don't necessarily have to care about whether they are true or false.

Xiaodong's uncle was buried behind the slope, and the time will come soon.Senior Brother Jiang rolled up his sleeves, broke some dead branches and hay and came back. The senior brothers worked together to clean up the snow from the tombstones and tombs, and arranged the sacrifices neatly. They accompanied Xiao Dong Let's make offerings and kowtow together.

Xiaodong's eye circles were red, and she spilled the wine she brought on the tomb.

Senior Sister Linglong was very careful once, and said to Senior Brother and Jiang Fan, "Let's go over there and have a look, and sweep the snow over there as well."

Maybe they wanted to cry in front of them, but they were too embarrassed to cry, or maybe they had something to say to their uncle alone, but it was hard to say it.

Xiaodong's uncle is not the only one buried here, there are several graves here and there, some have a stele with a name engraved on it, and some are bare without any marks. Linglong has lived on the mountain for so many years, and It is known that the person buried inside may be the senior of the teacher.

Jiang Fan was distracted while sweeping the snow, and turned his head to take a look.The little junior brother was kneeling in front of the grave all by himself, probably crying.

Although a man does not flick his tears lightly, but the junior brother is young after all...

Jiang Fan had something in his heart, and he couldn't let it go.Speaking of which, it's not a big deal.

While clearing the snow just now, he saw that the pattern of stone strips around the edge of the mound was wrong. On the day Xiaodong's uncle was buried, Brother Jiang was busy from beginning to end, and he was not lazy at all.The coffin was covered with soil, and he could see it clearly when erecting the monument to build the grave. The lines on the stone strips on the side of the grave are all connected end to end. The outer circle is auspicious clouds, and the inner circle is a lotus flower. After a quick glance, the stone strips must have been moved. How could the stone strips in the outer circle go to the inner circle?

At that time, he still wondered if he had read it wrong, and after careful inspection, there were two stone bars in the wrong position, both of which were on the side.

If the position of the stone strip is different, then it’s nothing. It may be that there was a lot of rain in the fall, and the water from the mountain washed it away, or it may be that this place is already on the periphery of the formation on the mountain, and some beasts came and ruined it.However, no matter whether it is a natural disaster or a wild beast, it is impossible to build the stone foundation as it is after destroying it. Only humans can do this.

Maybe someone passed by and saw that the stone strip was crooked, so he helped to build it up?It's just that it was built carelessly, and I didn't pay attention to the lines on the top, so I reversed the positions of the inner circle and the outer circle.

If so, of course it's best.

But usually few people come from the back mountain side, and even fewer people come from the cemetery side.

Jiang Fan was afraid, what if it wasn't?

If not, who would move the stones of the cemetery?Why?What are you drawing?

He was afraid that he was thinking too much, but he was also afraid that it was not him.

No... In addition to the disciples of Huiliu Mountain, there are also a few hunters living scattered on the mountain.They live far away, and they usually don't come to the top of Huiliu Mountain.Besides, those people are very simple, and they will never go out to dig other people's graves.

As for his own people, it was even more impossible. Jiang Fan never believed that someone in the same sect would do such a thing.