v2 Chapter 1842： Senile (1/2)
Master Zhenjue is no longer in the Qing Dynasty.
Even the eternal life has left the concept of eternal life.
Although he had known that Master would not be in the Shang Qingzong before he came, somehow, Gu Qingfeng still had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Not hope for disappointment afterwards.
Not to mention being lost.
It was an inexplicable feeling.
Especially in the sunset and at dusk, when Gu Qingfeng walked down the desolate Changsheng Mountain alone, he seemed extremely lonely and extremely lonely.
Sleeping for thousands of years and revisiting the place, although the Shangqing sect is still the Shangqing sect, the Shangqing sect without Master ’s true feelings is just like the longevity view of the eternal life. Qingzong.
Shang Qingzong is so.
The same goes for Yun Xia Zong.
Including Shixian Town is no exception.
Gu Qingfeng walked slowly among the bustling crowd and found Luo Xuan Lao Tang, asked for a bowl, sat in the corner, and drank it alone.
Shixian Town is still that year, and Luo Xuan Lao Tang is still that year.
just.
I drank Luo Xuan Lao Tang again, but I no longer felt like it was.
That is the old saying.
Things are different, and Jing Fei is the same as before. I can't help feeling sadness from it, I feel that everything is over, leaving only endless loneliness.
This, alone.
The ancient Qingfeng got used to it and got used to it. After all, he still couldn't enjoy it.
After drinking a bowl of Luo Xuan Lao Tang, Gu Qingfeng did not leave, but asked for another bowl, but this bowl of Luo Xuan Lao Tang did not drink, but was placed there, but it opened an altar of impermanence. Drink it.
The setting sun had disappeared and the evening had disappeared.
The night gradually came.
The number of pedestrians on the streets has also decreased.
At this time.
A gray-haired old man walked in with a cane. The old man had just entered Luo Xuan Lao Tang, and a few folks greeted him, asking respectfully: ”Old ancestor, your old man is here.”
”Well, here it is.”
The old man looked back without looking up, and then looked around. It seemed that he was looking for someone, but he didn't seem to find it. He asked, ”Did that little girl come today?”
”Which little girl?”
”Rabbit, why have you forgotten, that is the little girl who asked Dong Wenxi in our Xianxian Town a few days ago to inquire about the King.”
”Oh, you're talking about that little girl. It's not here yet.”
”Okay, okay, you guys can do it.”
The old man seemed a bit lost, and found a table and sat down, man said: ”Our ancestor, the sky is a little bit dark, I'm afraid the little girl will not come today, should you go back first? If you see that little girl, we'll tell you. ”
”No, my husband just sat here for a while.”
”It's ... well, you sit down first. Whatever you need to say, we'll be busy.”
”go Go.”