Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 379

[Chapter 372 If I draw a sword, I will sweep across the sky]

in a trance, he seemed to see a dull three-foot long sword. This gray-white long sword was inserted on the dark cliff, quiet and silent.

“This sword…”

Nian Sui opened his eyes abruptly, his forehead covered with fine cold sweat.

“Brother Years! What’s wrong with you!?”

Mu Xiuxiu looked at Years on the wooden couch worriedly, her eyes full of concern.

Nian Sui sat up, shook his swollen head, looked around, and said, “What happened?”

Mu Xiuxiu grabbed Nian Sui’s sleeve and said in a soft voice, “I don’t know what my mother told you. What, when I entered the room, I saw you fainted on the ground, and you haven’t woken up until now.”

Nian Sui looked at the dim sky through the window lattice, couldn’t help but patted his head, got off the wooden couch, and said “In an instant, several hours have passed, and I almost forgot that I haven’t picked up dry wood today.”

“Brother Years, it’s time for you to rest, I just returned from picking up firewood.” Mu Xiuxiu Holding him down, he spoke in a low voice.

With the eyes of the years, Mu Xiuxiu subconsciously retracted her palm and hid it behind her.

On her fair and soft little hands, there were several bright red bloodstains, and there were signs of scabs.

Nian Sui saw these things in his eyes, but he didn’t open his mouth. He just patted Mu Xiuxiu’s arm and turned over and got off the wooden couch.

“Brother Nian Sui, where are you going?” The

girl’s voice came from behind her, Nian Sui waved her hand gently, with a rare dazed expression, and said, “Xiu Xiu, take care of Aunt Mu for now, I want to be on the mountain. Let’s go.”

Mu Xiuxiu bit her lip and said, “Then you have to be careful. In recent days, there have always been huge birds passing by on the top of the mountain, so don’t go up.”

“I understand. ”

…

Another dream.

Nian Sui walked in the darkness of nothingness. I don’t know how long I walked, and finally came to the end of the shimmering light.

Or the gray cliffs underfoot.

Or this dull three-foot long sword.

The hilt of the gray-white long sword exudes a pale white shimmer, and it vibrates lightly, as if calling, as if waiting for something.

For some reason, it is covered in dust and has been waiting for its owner.

But its owner has long since sunk into the bottomless abyss and forgotten it here.

…

Aunt Mu has gone.

A slightly crude wooden coffin, a low earthen bag, and a stone tablet engraved with several small characters.

Mu Xiuxiu cried several times and fainted. She was so sad that she lost consciousness and fell ill directly on the couch.

“Should I cry?”

Nian Sui reached out and touched his cheek, with faint trails of tears.

“Yes, I should cry.” I

don’t know why, the mood and feelings of the years have become weaker and weaker. The intelligent, kind and calm years have gradually disappeared, and the depths of their hearts have been replaced by the overwhelming loneliness and silence. .

The thick big hand clapped on the shoulder of the old man, it hurts.

Nian Sui turned his head lightly and said, “Uncle Zhou.”

Zhou Orion looked at him with a fixed expression, and said solemnly: “You have changed.

” Said: “How do you say this?”

Zhou Hunter pointed to his eyes, as if looking at a stranger, and turned away without saying a word.

…

another cold moonlit night.

“Brother Nian Sui, in my memory, you often show a good-looking smile,” Mu Xiuxiu put the porridge bowl on the wooden table and looked at him quietly, “In the past few years, it has never happened again. I can’t see you smiling.”

Nian Sui didn’t know what he was thinking, but Kankan came back to his senses and subconsciously looked up at Mu Xiuxiu’s eyebrows, where there were already some fine lines.

The boring day-to-day life in the mountains even made him forget the passage of time.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

At that time, the clear and beautiful girl was nearly forty years old, but he was still the same as decades ago, and he had never changed in the slightest.

Over the years, the people in the village have gradually regarded him as a monster and moved away from the mountainside. In the Orion village, he and Mu Xiuxiu were the only ones left.

But Mu Xiuxiu never asked these questions, so he didn’t say anything.

That night.

Mu Xiuxiu was lying on the wooden couch alone, tightening the thin quilt on her body, and two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes.

“Brother Nian Sui, I have liked to pester you since I was a child, not because you were born beautiful, but because of the bright smile you often showed at that time, which made me feel at ease and at ease.”

“Brother Nian Sui, I don’t want to . I know what you’ve been through, and I don’t want to ask. All I know is that you’ve always been by my side and never left.”

“Brother Nian Sui, over the years, I can sense the coldness and loneliness in your mind, and I really want to replace it. You share some of it, but you don’t tell me anything, instead you completely shut yourself up, I’m really distressed and sad.”

“Brother Nian Sui…” The

bright white moonlight reflected through the window lattice, stroking softly. Her cheeks seemed to be wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

…

another rainy night.

In the midst of the cold wind, Nian Sui pushed open the wooden door, put the bow and arrow on his back and the prey beside the door, took off his soaked fur and fur robe, and called out as usual: “Xiu Xiu, take advantage of the rain just now. Not big, I shot two lively hares back, and I’ll make them up after stewing them later.”

The furnishings in the wooden house were as usual, but the familiar and gentle voice of agreement was missing.

Nian Sui was stunned for a moment, and then called out, “Xiu Xiu.”

It was still quiet.

The increasingly fierce storm and cold air swept from outside the door, and it was like an icy sharp blade scraping on his face.

Boom!

Nian Sui turned around, slammed the wooden door shut, pressed her head against the door frame, two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably, and choked: “Xiu Xiu…”

Three days ago, Mu Xiu Xiu had already died. And go, all the year round seventy-nine years old.

It was he who held the stone axe and carved her stone tablet stroke by stroke.

Leaning weakly under the door frame, looking at the torrential rain outside the window lattice, he thought of the pouring rain seventy years ago, and the weak wolf demon who called himself “The Great King of the Blue Wolf”. .

The memories of the past flowed through scene by scene, as clearly as if it had just happened.

In an instant, it was like an eternity.

…

“What secrets are there in me? Who am I?”

Nian Sui stood up, opened the wooden door in front of him, and the cold rain hit his face, even making him unable to open his eyes.

This time, he did not hesitate, but walked into the pouring rain without looking back.

Although the door of the house was wide open, there was still a little warmth in the wooden house. It was the dim fire that Mu Xiuxiu had added with her own hands three days ago, and it has never been extinguished.

I don’t know how long it took, this dilapidated wooden house has gradually become decayed after the passage of time.

But he never came back.

(End of this chapter)