Looking at the hesitant Li Yushan, the old Daoist had an answer in his heart. He smiled faintly and said, "It seems our fate ends here. It's time for me to leave. But remember, you're my disciple and always will be!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old Daoist turned into a wisp of smoke and floated out of the room, disappearing without a trace.
Seeing this, Li Yushan was also shocked!
He didn't expect his master to be an immortal!
When the old Daoist left, he left behind a jade pendant and a letter on the praying mat.
Li Yushan held the letter in one hand and the jade pendant in the other. He stood at the doorstep and looked outside. His mind couldn't calm down for a long time. Only when the sky was completely dark and he couldn't see the outside world did he dejectedly return to his room.
In the following days, he didn't go to find Hong Niang because he learned from the foot of the mountain that his master was chased away by the monks of the temple. Although he knew that his master was an immortal and wasn't chased away by anyone, he was disappointed in him.
Li Yushan was very sad. After his master left, he could only chop firewood and cook by himself. He sat at the doorstep in a daze.
When he was in a daze, he remembered Hong Niang's world.
Hong Niang's father was a fat monk in the temple and her mother was a pilgrim. After giving birth to Hong Niang, she committed suicide by jumping into a well.
The first time he heard Hong Niang's story, he wasn't sad. Instead, he was very envious of Hong Niang. At least she knew about his background.
Li Yushan had been following his master since he was a child, so he was unfamiliar with the words' parents'.
After staying on the mountain alone for a month, Li Yushan couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go to the temple at the foot of the mountain to find Hong Niang.
He didn't expect that Hong Niang would come to the mountain and find him.
The two of them met!
They were silent.
Hong Niang's small face lost its once innocent smile and became very silent. Her face was waxen and there were strangulation marks on her neck.
When the young Daoist saw this, he was very sad. He thought that he had implicated Hong Niang and quickly went to take the herbs that his master had prepared.
"Li Yushan, I'm going to get married!" Hong Niang's eyes were filled with tears as she said in a trembling voice.
The box of herbs that he had just taken out fell down. The young Daoist was somewhat stunned!
He stood there in a daze. Just like when his master left, he didn't know how to persuade her to stay.
After Hong Niang glanced at him, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sniffed. She then turned her small face to the side, refusing to look at the little Daoist.
She smiled for the last time and said with a mischievous voice, "Then I'm leaving. Remember to attend the wedding banquet at the foot of the mountain on the fifteenth of next month!"
After saying this, Hong Niang turned around and left.
The Little Daoist stood at the doorstep once more. He wanted to open his mouth, but his throat felt as if it was stuck in his throat. It was as if a rock was blocking his mouth, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.
Just standing there like that, Zhi Dao Matchmaker's figure disappeared from his sight.
She didn't know how many times she had looked back, but she couldn't see the figure of the green-robed youth running over. She had imagined it countless times, but it never happened in reality.
Sixteen years of age was the time when a young girl was in full bloom.
The fat monk of the Afterlife Temple was planning a big deal.
"What? What are you doing?! " The abbot of the Reincarnation Temple, Hong Niang's father, was so angry that he threw the Buddhist scripture in his hand onto the newcomer's face.
The head monks lowered their heads and didn't dare to refute.
In the main hall of the temple, a large Buddha was decorated to be extremely dignified. Although it was made of mud, its eyes were very kind. Every pilgrim would feel refreshed when they saw the Buddha statue, as if they were bathing in the spring breeze.
But at this time, the mud statue became incomparably oppressive, and its eyes were fixed on the fat monk and the head monks below.
This Buddha statue was the sitting posture of the "Immeasurable" Buddha Lord. At that time, the Immeasurable Buddha had just achieved Dao and was competing with Tongtian for the position of chief. In most of the temples in the mortal world, the two of them were enshrined.
And this Afterlife Temple worshipped the Immeasurable Buddha.
In front of the Immeasurable Buddha statue, the fat monk revealed his evil face.
"Squire Wang has sent the incense money promised. No matter what, the wedding banquet on the fifteenth of next month cannot be changed, understand?"
"But!"
"Two thousand incense money, how can there be so many buts!" The fat monk frowned and snorted coldly.
He didn't care so much, and after giving the order, he went to the backyard.
"Second Brother, you're finally here. This month has almost exhausted me to death!" As soon as he finished speaking, a person who looked exactly like the fat monk walked out of the pitch-black backyard.
The fat monk who had just come out of the front yard had a cold face. "Third Brother!"
The two of them entered the pitch-black backyard together, which formed a sharp contrast with the brightly lit front yard.
In the Taoist temple on the mountain, it was dark both in front and behind.
In the little Taoist's room, a flickering yellow kerosene lamp was just like the little Taoist's mood.
Ever since Matchmaker left, the little Taoist could no longer suppress his feelings.
He put on his coat again, put on the cloth shoes made of thousands of sharp needles, and went to the Taoist temple in front of the Taoist temple. He sat cross-legged on the futon and silently recited the Meditation Incantation.
But no matter how many times he recited the Meditation Incantation, he couldn't calm down.
In front of the Taoist temple, he even imagined that he was a monk so that he could enter the Afterlife Temple and see Matchmaker every day.
Somewhat ignorant, he even imagined that he could marry a wife as a monk.
Slap!
Unknowingly, a tear fell from the little Taoist's eye.
It fell on the bluestone floor and made a crisp sound, causing ripples in his heart.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Spring went and autumn came!
On this day, the snow melted and all living things were born.
The little Taoist woke up early, but he wasn't in the mood to eat. He sat quietly on the futon and looked outside with his back against the Taoist temple.
Drawing a circle around a prison was nothing more than this.
He hadn't taken even half a step outside for a month. His heart was outside, but his body was trapped in this dilapidated Taoist temple.
Li Yushan didn't know what was going on. He slowly got up and walked to the threshold. He stared blankly at the winding path outside that led directly to the Afterlife Temple.
Late in the morning, he vaguely heard the sound of firecrackers. Li Yushan, who often went to the small town at the foot of the mountain, knew that Matchmaker would leave when the wedding procession arrived. It would be difficult to see her again in this lifetime.
Recalling the past, Li Yushan's eyes were no longer dull. Instead, they became tenacious.
At this moment, he made a choice in his heart. Just as his master said, he already had an answer in his heart.
He should have told Matchmaker this answer a month ago. He regretted it, but fortunately, it wasn't too late!
He wanted to go to the Afterlife Temple to find Matchmaker and tell her the answer in his heart.
Clang!
Li Yushan strode out of the house and left the Taoist temple. His pace gradually quickened as he walked down the road. He was afraid and regretful.
He was afraid that he would never see Matchmaker again and regretted his indecisiveness.
Li Yushan, who was running wildly, tore off his Taoist robe. Just like the receding snow between heaven and earth, his original appearance was revealed.
Today was Squire Wang's big day in the Afterlife Temple.
He was marrying an orphan, and the abbot of the Afterlife Temple was the matchmaker!
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