Yuanshui looked at Yunsheng and closed the door with a sad expression.

Sighing softly: "Senior brother, seeing Yun Sheng now, you should be relieved."

Wuyou was carrying a pheasant in one hand and two fish in the other.

When I arrived at the bamboo house, I didn't see Yunsheng, but I saw Yuanshui sitting alone in front of the bluestone table.

"Master, you are here." Wuyou stepped forward and put down what he was holding.

Yuan Shui nodded slightly: "Yeah."

"Where did Yun'er go?" Wuyou asked Yuanshui.

Yuanshui sighed slightly and looked at the closed bamboo house: "Yunsheng found out that senior brother passed away, and it was hard to let go of him."

Wuyou was surprised when he heard this: "Master Xingxin passed away?"

Yuanshui nodded slightly: "If you only live a hundred years, this day will eventually come."

When Yuanshui learned about Yunsheng's origin, he already knew that his senior brother Xing Xin would have this day.

However, Yuan Shui and Xing Xin are both Taoists, and they have already been able to see these matters of life and death very openly.

But Yunsheng suddenly learned the news, and after all, he couldn't let go.

Wuyou's expression was also a little sad. Taoist Master Xing Xin had lived with him for twelve years, and they were like family members.

Thinking of that stubborn old man, Wuyou also sighed in a low voice.

Wuyou wanted to go see Yunsheng, but Yuanshui stopped Wuyou: "Let her rest for a while."

In the night sky, a half-moon is curved like a jade comb.

Wuyou couldn't worry about Yunsheng, so he lit a candle and sat at the bluestone table with Yuanshui, guarding Yunsheng and talking in a low voice.

The room where Yunsheng was located was silent and pitch black.

Yunsheng sat alone on a bamboo stool in the room, stroking a gray-white Taoist robe in his hand.

The black pupils are deep but as bright as stars.

Yun Sheng is not a person who is keen on lamenting the spring and autumn, nor is he the kind of person who is immersed in sorrow and cannot get out of it.

In addition to her reluctance to leave Master Xingxin, her sadness was that in this life, she would never have the chance to do anything for him to repay his kindness to her.

And, farewell.

She hates saying goodbye and the sadness.

But when you learn that a very important person in your heart will never be able to see you again in this life, you forget to say goodbye.

It was a feeling of regret at that time.

Yunsheng just sat quietly in front of the bamboo table, stroking Master Xingxin's robe in his hand, and his mind kept replaying the time they spent together.

When she thinks of happy places, she can't help but smile.

When she thinks of being teased, she sighs helplessly.

Memories are like a movie that is very long but feels too short.

When you are immersed in it, you will look forward to seeing the ending sooner.

But when you stand outside the ending, you will feel that the ending has come too quickly and you are not ready to leave yet.

Yunsheng's bright eyes were filled with a thick layer of moisture.

With a blink of an eye, a teardrop fell on the gray cloth robe and disappeared in an instant.

As Yuan Shui said, life is always spent in constant encounters and partings, so we should be more open-minded.

This night, there was a cool breeze.

Yuanshui went back to his room to rest, but Wuyou stayed outside Yunsheng's house.

Be silent, just watch quietly.

And Yun Sheng used her own way to say goodbye to Xing Xin with the many memories she had with Master Xing Xin.

When the first ray of morning sunlight shines on Lingyun Peak.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened.
Chapter completed!