Chapter 813 Mortal life and death, one step ahead
It was a blood-red cloud in the sky, which reflected the night sky brightly, and suddenly formed a sword shape that stretched across the sky and the earth. Although it was extremely far apart, But you can still feel a kind of miraculous power and power.
The sword shape fell, and the entire sky seemed to be torn in half.
Half white, life; half black, death!
It has not disappeared for a long time.
Uncle Wang and Yu'er stood in mid-air, staring blankly, feeling frightened to death and terrified. This was a terrifying vision they had never seen before!
Even the ancestor of the sect has never experienced the five declines of heaven and man.
Uncle Wang's voice trembled slightly and he asked: "Where is that?"
Yu'er swallowed and said: "I can't tell, thousands of feet high in the sky and far apart."
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“咻咻咻咻……”
At this moment, more than a dozen figures pierced the sky, rushing quickly from all directions, causing ripples in the air wherever they passed along the way.
“Master Nine Birds!”
“Ancestor Xisha!”
“Lao Wanchao Kui.”
“Fairy Bailing!”< br>
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Uncle Wang and the three people observed these people carefully and called out their names one by one in a low voice. They were shocked to find that they were all celebrities, old monsters, and ancestors who were famous for thousands of miles around. They were all A man with astonishing strength and extraordinary skills.
For a time, the three of them could neither retreat nor advance.
Fortunately, the vision high in the sky finally disappeared at this time. The ancestors and old monsters of the party glanced in all directions in confusion and disappeared in an instant.
Uncle Wang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I never imagined that during this little outing, I would encounter such a terrifying vision. A group of mysterious old monsters also appeared!"
Yu'er whispered: "Then what should we do?"
Uncle Wang thought for a while: "Go on, it's better to be careful in everything, Zhu Liang, where is the Black Sword Sect closest to Langxian Town?"
The young man cupped his hands and said: "Disciple ten years ago After passing through Baiyang Cave, I visited the Black Sword Sect once. Please come with me as a disciple."
The three of them used their mental skills and headed straight to the south. At the moment before dawn, they arrived at a place with more than thirty seats. From the small sect of the palace, hundreds of people were already waiting at the mountain gate.
The leader was none other than Yang Rou and Ma Quan, the wife of the head of the family back then. However, over the past many years, the two of them had been unable to make any progress and had become much older.
"I've seen the seniors of Qingjian Sect!"
Yang Rou and Ma Quan came forward with a group of disciples and saluted respectfully. They were faintly aware of a hint of coercion that made them feel terrified, and they couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Uncle Wang and the other three fell to the ground and glanced at the group of people. They were bored. Their level was too low. They were just a small sect. They got straight to the point: "Langxian Town, how much do you know? Do you know Xin Chengzhi's ancestral home?" ? Are there any monks in the town? "
Yang Rou and Ma Quan looked at each other. They knew that the ancestral home of Xin Guogong and the Prince Consort, who had become famous over the years, was the place where they lived and died in one night. They still have lingering fears about the old monster doctor. However, I don’t know what kind of thoughts prompted Ma Quan to be the first to say:
“I know that Mr. Xin only runs a grocery store, and both his parents have big characters. I don’t know anyone, but there is an old doctor in the town who seems to be a monk?”
"Oh?" Uncle Wang asked: "Can you tell the realm?"
Yang Rou gritted her teeth and said: "Maybe it's an Earth Immortal!"
Ma Quan looked at her in surprise and scratched his head. Scratching his chin, he said: "That's right!"
Earth Immortal?
Uncle Wang and the others looked at each other and said, "Lead the way!"
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In the early morning of Langxian Town, the greasy smell of fried dough sticks and the aroma of stewed wild lamb soup floated. Neighbors gathered in twos and threes at the breakfast shop to eat a bowl of mutton soup and two fried dough sticks. All morning, I chatted about topics that I had talked about many times, leisurely and comfortably:
"Just now, Lao Liang was wearing a somewhat big brocade robe and ordered eight I ate four of the buns and threw away three. "
"I can't help it. My son is the prince's consort. I heard that the two of them were also given official posts by the emperor. They were all confused. "< br>
“Don’t say it’s floating, it’s normal to fly. If it were me, I would buy ten meat buns, eat two and throw eight away!”
"If you ask me, this kid Agou is also heartless. His parents don't know anything. He was taught by Dr. Xin when he was a child. Without Dr. Xin, would he have that ability? It's a pity that now that he is rich, he doesn't know how to be filial. Honor Lao Xin! ”
“ You can't blame him, Lao Xin's temper, hey..."...
In front of the drug store, it was quiet, Xiao Huang walked a little staggering, looking like an old dog in his twilight years, and Xin Zhuo's old age complements each other perfectly and does not appear obtrusive at all.
And Xin Zhuo is sorting out the herb seeds in early spring. Over the years, he has not only gone to the mountains to collect herbs, but also planted a large area of herbs in the backyard.
At this time, he suddenly stopped and looked at a place not far away with a pair of old eyes, looking a little sad.
"No! Aunt Li is dying."
A young daughter-in-law ran out in panic, slapping her knees and shouting.
When the neighbors heard this, no matter what they were doing, they couldn't help but put down their work and ran over.
"Aunt Li" was the Widow Li back then. But as she got older, people felt that the word "widow" was not respectful, so they changed the title. She still had the same mouth all these years, talking non-stop all day long, but everyone knew that she had a sharp mouth, a tofu heart, and a warm-hearted person, but it was a pity that she was lonely and helpless in her old age.
I remember that someone seemed to be trying to bring her and Dr. Xin together, but unfortunately it didn't work out. As a result, the two of them didn't speak to each other for half their lives, which was really sad.
Xin Zhuo silently picked up the grass seeds and continued to sort them out.
After a while, a young man in his twenties ran over with an embarrassed look on his face: "Uncle Xin, Aunt Li still has her last breath left. She is reluctant to close her eyes. She calls your name. Can you...please go and take a look?"
Xin Zhuo's hand paused, and after a while he stood up, hunched slightly and walked forward, with the young man following behind him silently.
Widow Li's house is in an alley in the south of the city. There are two small tile-roofed houses and a small courtyard filled with tattered household items. It is now full of people.
Seeing Dr. Xin's arrival, the crowd moved out of the way.
Xin Zhuo entered the back room and saw several old ladies wiping tears holding Widow Li. At this time, Widow Li was no longer as neat and capable as before. Her face was yellow, her lips were white, her hair was messy and Withered and rotten, a pair of almond-shaped eyes were full of dullness and lifelessness, and the person was thin and out of shape.
She seems to be only fifty-five or fifty-six years old this year?
I just chatter in front of people during the day, cry secretly at night, and feel sad every day. I have long been emptied of my life by loneliness and poverty.
Xin Zhuo walked to the bed. Several old ladies wiped their eyes and stepped aside. Widow Li saw Xin Zhuo and there was a slight light in her eyes, but she was speechless at this time, but There seemed to be pleading in his eyes.
Xin Zhuo understood that she was asking why she rejected her back then. Was there something wrong with her?
He couldn't bear it anymore, so he sat aside, leaned over and said something in Widow Li's ear.
The people in the room pricked up their ears, wanting to hear something real, but they couldn’t hear anything clearly. They just saw a smile on Widow Li’s face, the most beautiful smile in her life, and then she muttered, slowly Closed his eyes.
There was a lot of crying in the room.
Xin Zhuo let go of Widow Li and looked out the window. It was a rose flower that bloomed at this time and was particularly beautiful.
He thought of the first time he saw this ordinary woman. Her husband had just died. She had a mean look on her face. She always liked to speak ill of others and was unreasonable.
But she is just covering up her inner helplessness and fear. After all, she has lost her family, even her natal family, and the future is gloomy. She needs to make trouble with others, and it will not really hurt anyone. She just wanted to express the meaning of her existence, even if it wasn't the right way.
In the days that followed, the way she looked at herself gradually changed.
That was because she was trying hard to think about the rest of her life and wanted to find someone to rely on. If she could give birth to a son and a half, it would be considered as proof that she had existed in this world. Of course, she couldn't express this. That's what she thought.
After being rejected, she cried bitterly and cursed, but she still went her own way and lived her life. Perhaps at that moment, she was more sad than heartbroken.
Twenty years have passed and she talks non-stop every day. As long as someone talks to her, she can talk all day long. It’s not that she really likes to talk, but... she is lonely and she is afraid of nightfall...
Now, the life of this mortal woman is over. This is her destination and the law of birth, old age, illness and death.
What Xin Zhuo said in her ear was very simple: "Don't be afraid! Your husband is here to take care of you. He has been waiting for you for nearly thirty years!"
Widow Li is here For a moment, she was finally relieved, finally reconciled with her difficult life. At least there was someone waiting for her in this world, right? She even couldn't help but curse: "You damn ghost, you left me behind and ruined my life. I'm going to settle the account with you right now!"
A smile appeared on her face, and she passed away!
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In the south of the town, next to an old tomb, there is a new tomb. In front of the tomb is a monument: the tomb of Liu Dacan and Li Xiaoniang.
Xin Zhuo patted the soil on the tombstone, turned back against the wind, looked at the sky, and murmured: "Life and death are ultimately nothing!"
The body suddenly shook, with a restrained momentum. , more profound!
(End of this chapter)