Volume 1   First Knowing the Path to Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 18           Senior Brother Yu Momeng

"There is not much time left! What big thing happened? Why did the master leave so urgently? Why didn't the master say where to find him?"

Yu Hei held the envelope and poured it down, and a small bronze flamed ornament fell on the table.

Yu Mo picked it up and looked at the shape of a flame, which depicted lifelike fire, and in turn it was the word "entering the world". Yu Mo put away the small token, which may be related to his life experience. Such important things cannot be put randomly on.

Yumo and Xiaobai finished eating the fish and picked up the hall. Yumo returned to his room as usual, took off his greetings and prepared to go to bed, and saw a letter under the quilt.

"How do you send a letter?"

When I opened the letter, I saw that there were only two pages of paper. One page said, "My junior brother, I have been together for more than ten years and have a similar relationship. Now my senior brother will leave with my master. According to my master, we will meet again soon. It is a blessing.

May my junior brother be able to cultivate immortality as he wishes, and meet with the sects in the future. I will see you again! Second senior brother Chen Lin.”

There was also a blank piece of paper. Yumo remembered the magic that the second senior brother changed when his master was not in the temple. The magic was like a white paper to show the words. When the second senior brother prepared iodine wine, Yumo asked him to see it.

There must be another mystery in this blank piece of paper. The second brothers are teasing me. I must see what is written in it?

Yumo ran to his senior brother's Tingyu Pavilion and opened his senior brother's cabinet. There was a piece of iodine stone inside the cabinet;

Yumo ran to the inner room of the hall again, which was the master's bedroom. There were a few jars of good wine in the bedroom. Yumo picked up a small jar and ran back to his Tingfeng Pavilion.

Xiaobai was stunned and wondering what Yumo was doing?

Yumo scraped some of the iodine blocks with a knife and grind them with the back of the knife. Put them in a bowl, pour the wine into this bowl, stir it quickly with chopsticks, and after a while the water and iodine merged with each other to form iodine wine.

Yu Mo took the white paper, took another unused brush, dipped it in homemade iodine, and drew it on the paper one by one. Finally, a few lines of words were displayed on the paper:

"A farewell message

Cold rain returns to the sect at night

The clouds drag rain across the West Pavilion.

From then on, the gate of the courtyard was closed.

When will the senior brother return?

The master sighed heavily when he heard this.

When will the fatherly love be over, Rushan?

The second senior brother left a message.”

Looking at the words displayed on the white paper, Yu Mo thought to himself, these two brothers are really interesting, and they can write a poem for me like this before returning to the sect.

"I'll ask me to crack it this time. It turns out that he lied to me like this, haha." Yu Mo was still complacent.

"No, second senior brother, there is no need? Is there any problem in this poem? Is it difficult for second senior brother to write it directly into the letter?"

The first sentence says: "When you cross the river on a rainy night, you will return to the sect."

The second sentence says: "It rains heavily in the sky and walked out of the west wing."

The third sentence says: "From now on, there is no one in the listening to Fengguan, and the door is covered with vain."

The fourth sentence says: "When will my junior brother come back when will he think of me?"

The fifth sentence says: "Master sighed when he heard the words of when his junior brother would come back."

The sixth sentence says: "Master's love is like a mountain, and I don't know when it will be the head!"

"Second Brother, why do you write this way? There are only three of us in Taoist temples, Master and me. Don't you want your master to know? What do you want me to know?"

Yu Mo carefully kept this little poem in his heart and burned the note. This became the secret between Yu Mo and his second senior brother.

Yu Mo lay on the bed, thinking about Xiaoshi over and over again. In the past, when the second senior brother was not at home, he often played word games with his junior brother, and the meaning of the poem was hidden or a riddle.

Yumo thought about it and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the dream, the second senior brother of Yumo stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the Taoist temple under Qinglong Peak, and seemed to say inadvertently: "Little brother, I can only help you here, I can only press the treasure on you!

I hope you grow up soon and see what level you can reach within a thousand years!”

Yu Mo watched the second senior brother gradually move away, stretched out his hand and shouted, "Second Brother, where are you going? What does your poem mean?"

The second senior brother who was leaving seemed to look up and looked at Yu Mo's eyes. This was really the second senior brother's eyes. It has been more than ten years, and the second senior brother has been accompanying him all the time for more than ten years, and has gained familiarity and understanding.

The second senior brother in the dream also said to Yu Mo: "The cold rain returns to the sect at night, and the Mo clouds drag the rain over." The voice gradually became smaller and the figure gradually became farther away.

At this time, the clouds in the sky blocked the sun and the light could not pass through the clouds.

Along a mountain on a certain continent, a child who was older than Yu Mo was growing up at a speed as he saw.

From a teenager in his fifteen or sixteen years old to a man in his forties, his clothes were broken when he swelled.

Seeing him wave his right hand and change his body into a blue monk's clothes. The monk in blue clothes is Chen Lin, a wise man in blue.

Chen Lin looked into the distance and thought to himself: "Hey! Junior brother, Brother Wei can only help you get here. In another thousand years, it will be the day of the spirit-absorbing. If you don't grow up, we will."

A dream woke up, Yumo opened her eyes and looked at the night, thinking about every poem of her brothers repeatedly. Yumo suddenly remembered that once the second brother played a hidden poem with him, and looked carefully: "The little poem of Han Mo is like."

These six words are not just a sentence. If you look at Hidden Tail, Yu Mo wouldn’t be able to speak at first.

"No! It's not hiding the head and the tail, it seems to be one word for each sentence."

There is a rain in the first sentence, and there is a ink in the second sentence. It is too true, and it is difficult to guess the third sentence. There must be a sentence in the fourth sentence and the fifth sentence, which is the word teacher, because there is a word father in the sixth sentence.

Together, it may be: "Master Yumo****."

What can I do to prevent my second senior brother from saying it directly? It is impossible to be: "Be careful". Only these two words can be connected in the third and fourth lines of the poem, "Yu Mo is careful of Master."

"Why can senior brother write, Yumo is careful about Master? Does Master have other intentions for Yumo?

No, Master is so kind to me, why did you have any intention? Then how could you lie to me since childhood? "Yu Mo is in a confused and entangled plot now.

Yumo thought about it carefully. After the past ten years, Master not only cared for me, but also taught me more. Master did not have any intention of harming me. So why did Senior Brother tell me to be careful about Master?

The second senior brother is Yu Mo's closest person besides his master. In fact, the time when the senior brother and Yu Mo is not with him is much better than when the senior brother and Yu Mo are with him.

The master goes out for two-thirds of the time every year, and the second senior brother never leaves every day. In fact, the second senior brother who teaches Yumo is the second senior brother, and the master just gives a little guidance.

Yumo can't sleep now. Yumo really can't tell the difference between his master and his second senior brother.

At midnight, thick fog spreads layer by layer, creating a peaceful and peaceful night. The white fog is dyed golden under the light of the gentle moonlight and light.

Under the moonlight, the leaves rustled, as if playing some magical sound, graceful and sad. Yu Mo couldn't sleep anymore, waiting for dawn.
Chapter completed!