Zhenbei ran towards home with a pale face...

My vision was blurred and my head was numb. I could only move my legs mechanically, like a gust of wind rushing through the traffic on the road. Finally, I left the road and went straight over the mountain and across the river, but the speed was still too slow.

Just when he was sad and panicked, he suddenly smelled a fragrance, grabbed his shoulders with two small hands and jumped into the air.

"I'll take you back."

Bai Yujun grabbed Zhenbei and flew to the top of the clouds, swinging his long dragon tail to accelerate and instantly break the sound barrier!

In the early morning, many people in the mountainous area were awakened by a rumble that sounded like the air was torn from the sky. A stream of light dragged a long trail across the white night sky and passed over the mountains. As a friend, I can help, but there is nothing else I can do. Life, old age, illness and death are the most helpless things in the world.

And the fairest thing.

No matter whether you are rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, you will eventually die.

Everyone has his or her destiny, and Bai Yujun will not abuse the talent of the Dragon Clan to modify the destiny of a mortal without permission. Perhaps all he can do at the moment is wishing the deceased happiness and health in the next life.

The village of Chuangou, my hometown, is right in front of me. I pass by a canyon called Binggou Mountain, dragging its tail flames, turn, and lower my height to fly close to the crops in the basin between the mountains.

Zhenbei saw paper flags hanging in front of his house...

"mom……"

Zhenbei, who had just landed, rolled and rushed into the yard. The warriors who dared to wield spears and shields to fight the dragons were no different from ordinary people at this moment. They were crying and crying, and they were not as handsome as in idol dramas that make people feel heartbroken.

Crying without any image is the most real sadness.

Bai Yujun stood outside the gate and did not enter the hospital.

When there is a funeral, it is inconvenient for a dragon to enter the hospital, for fear that the powerful momentum will hit the living soul. After all, there are no rituals and props related to dragons in the funeral ceremony.

Dragons are beasts, and they are powerful and powerful. It is not a good idea to enter the hospital, and there is no need to go in and cause trouble.

Funerals in the countryside are extremely troublesome, with countless rules and regulations. After dawn, the coffin shop in the town brought a dark coffin with a large number of paper and paper figures. After hearing the news, the villagers rushed to help. Zhenbei knelt in front of the coffin.

Without saying a word…

On the other side of the village road near the mountain is a field of tender green corn. The seedlings are no taller than the height of the people, and they make a rustling sound in the wind.

The grass on the roadside is filled with funeral supplies such as paper crafts, paper cows and paper figures. Every place has its own customs. You can dislike it but don’t criticize it. It is a common practice to say that other people’s customs are wrong but to promote your own favorite customs.

Kind of a problem.

The paper man and cow needed to be consecrated before the funeral, so Bai thought he could secretly help.

Pretending to be casually wandering around.

The villagers who came to help with the gifts were curious about where the beautiful girl came from, wearing fake ears and antlers. The young man lingered on the roadside and refused to leave, and was too embarrassed to come up and say hello.

Walk up to the paper man and paper cow and look around...

Whose funeral paper figures and cows can be consecrated by an auspicious dragon? It can be regarded as a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.

noon.

Zhenbei, dressed in mourning and mourning, found Bai Yujun on the roadside.

"Thank you. Thank you for helping me a lot. I will remember this. You are my friend."

"It's nothing, you... have my condolences and accept the change."

"..."

There was silence for a while, and the young Zhenbei looked haggard and sad. In fact, Bai Yujun respected Zhenbei very much. He had lived for nine lives. He was not ruthless and cold-hearted like some people who thought highly of himself and ignored his parents and relatives, but put filial piety first.

Filial piety comes first among all good deeds. Kneel up to the sky and the earth and kneel down to your parents. There is nothing shameful about kneeling down.

With a flick of his hand, he took out a burrito from the storage bag, cast a spell to heat it and handed it to Zhenbei, giving him an extra apple.

"Eat, you must be starving after kneeling for a long time. How can you fulfill your filial piety if you don't have the strength."

"good……"

I took the familiar burrito and apple and ate them slowly, but they tasted the same as chewing wax.

While eating, my face burst into tears. My tears mixed with the burrito and I ate it into my mouth. I choked up while holding half a burrito with an apple...

"I used to see my mother wearing an apron waiting for me at the door every day after school, making potatoes and stewing cabbage. It wasn't very delicious but she would never let me go hungry..."

"I have lived for several lifetimes, surrounded by wars and wars, and I want to support my children but my parents are no longer around..."

"In this life, I finally have a family and parents who can fulfill my filial piety, but...my mother has suffered too much. For more than ten years, high blood pressure has caused coronary heart disease, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, kidney disease, and arteriosclerosis. She takes medicine every day.

Life is very tiring, and she only hopes to see her son get married, have a family, and be a grandmother with grandchildren..."

"My father is a poor farmer, and a month's salary as a road guard can only cover my mother's medicine."

"Actually, my academic performance is very good, but I don't dare to go to school. Going to school costs a lot of money. You don't know how painful it is for me to sit in the classroom every day."

"That's money for my mother's life-saving medicine..."

"She said she would send me to college even if she died, and told me to study hard and not worry about the family, but I can't do it! I really can't do it!"

"Every pen, every notebook, every meal is money for my mother to survive..."

Bai Yujun quietly listened to Zhenbei's painful story about the fate of an ordinary poor farmer. Everyone has their own choice. Zhenbei really couldn't do it. His parents used life-saving money to send him to school. Even if he was admitted to college, his mother could not

How can you feel at ease when you suffer because you have no money to buy medicine?

You can fight for your future, but you only have one mother.

Zhenbei raised his head and tried not to cry, and pursed his lips hard. He was not handsome, but he was perseverant, full of blood and tears.

"My parents beat me the day I dropped out of school. It hurt, but I was very happy. Now I really wish to beat me again..."

"Except for the food I earned from working in the city, I sent all my money back home to my mother for medical treatment. Just now, my father said that my mother had saved the money for me to marry a wife and couldn't spend it randomly..."

"My mother shouldn't have passed away so early. I remember a line from the movie, there is only one disease in the world, the disease of poverty..."

"..."

Bai Yujun was silent. Zhenbei was very powerful. If he really went crazy, few people in the world could stop him. But he didn't want his parents to get involved in that world. He wanted to work honestly and earn money to treat his mother's illness.

But underestimated the reality.

Poverty is a tragedy that many people cannot escape from throughout their lives.

It is nonsense that poverty is not terrible. When you are so poor that you are reluctant to spend money on medical treatment, you will know that it is not terrible.

He wiped his tears with his dirty sleeves and looked at Bai Yujun.

"Boss Bai, are you going on a long trip? How long will it take?"

"Go out and see the world, and continue doing business in another place. If you are willing to set up a stall, I can exchange the cart for you at a low price."

"Forget it, I can only move bricks but not noodles. Remember to call me when you get back."

"Okay, I will."

Zhenbei and Bai Yujun said goodbye and returned to the courtyard to continue burning paper and keeping vigil.

Standing outside the gate, you can see the red coffin in the distance, which is very dazzling. The paper flags at the door are floating with black paper ash flying into the sky...

Bai Yujun disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared before, and reappeared at the top of Binggou Mountain, taking another look at the remote mountain village where he grew up as a child.

"Life is like a play, it will eventually come to an end."

After seeing more life and death, I am more determined to become an immortal, a god, and immortal. Life is good.

Tribute...to myself who works hard to live, and to everyone who works hard to live.
Chapter completed!