The stone pot was steaming, the firewood crackled occasionally, and the snowflakes were still flying.
Luo Chen took off his coat and covered his grandmother with it to protect her from the wind and snow! The fairy lights outside were flying, and the killings shook the sky. It had reached the point where it shook the mountains and the sea, and stirred the resonance of the avenue! But in the dilapidated courtyard,
The old man's hands were trembling slightly, and he was ladling soup with his own hands! This was a heartfelt gesture, but also a regret! Luo Chen stretched out his hand, and endless vitality had been mobilized in his body, and he was ready to rescue him.
But the old grandmother seemed to sense something, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Luo Chen's hand! "No, let me go, I'm already dead!"
The old grandmother smiled and said. She was kind and gentle, and her words were soft! "Death is liberation for me and is my wish!"
These words made Luo Chen's hands tremble! He's dead! There are three times of human death! The first time is when the heart dies! When the heart dies, it means that there is no longer any nostalgia for this world, and the people you like and the things you care about no longer exist.
Yes, some people just live instinctively.
There is a saying that without you, the mountains, rivers, stars and sun would be redundant! And the old grandmother’s heart has long since died. The great Holy Spirit of the Hao clan she cares about is no longer there. The son she cares about is dead, and the grandson Haotian she cares about is dead.
She is also dead! She has long been free from worries in this world, and there is no one in this world who will care about her anymore.
Living is just a kind of suffering and instinct, like a walking zombie.
So death, for her, is a kind of relief! "You don't need to go" "I know."
The old grandmother pressed Luo Chen's hand again.
"You saved the Hao clan. This is a kindness. Before I leave, I want to repay a little kindness."
The old grandmother smiled kindly again.
"One last request, please stay with me and see me off, okay?"
Tears fell from the old grandmother's eyes again! Her body was illusory, with bits of brilliant light shooting out.
She had already handed the bowl of soup to Luo Chen.
Luo Chen took the bowl with both hands and took a sip. There was no taste, but it was warm, warm, warm! "Does it taste good?"
“Delicious.”
Luo Chen smiled and nodded.
Because of Luo Chen's words, the old grandmother immediately smiled sincerely again.
"I'm old, so I can only do things like this."
The old grandmother reached out and grabbed Luo Chen's hand, held it tightly, and stroked it over and over again. She was making sure that Luo Chen was still there! And Luo Chen's words undoubtedly made her very happy, because she still had value and could still do things.
Make some contributions.
Looking at the old grandmother's trembling hands, Luo Chen spoke softly.
"Afraid?"
"Afraid!"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Luo Chen comforted.
Everyone has an instinctive fear of death.
Because after the death of the physical body, it is the second death! After death, you can no longer feel everything in this world. It is a kind of nothingness and a kind of separation! But there is a third death, which is also true in the true sense.
Death! That kind of death means that this world will erase your traces and every bit of your stay in this world.
Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years! At that time, no one in this world remembered you, and no one knew that you had ever been in this world. You disappeared quietly.
Why do secular people worship ancestors?
It's more about proving that there was once such a person in this world.
Let this person live in your heart, and there will still be people who remember him or her! But as time goes by, all this will eventually return to dust, dust to dust.
When you leave, no one in this world will remember you, no one will remember your voice, smile, appearance, or even your name! This is the last death, and it is also death in the true sense.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid the world will forget me."
"I'm afraid no one knows me and no one remembers me."
"I'm afraid that this indifferent world will erase the last bit of proof of my existence."
"But now that you're here, I'm not afraid anymore."
The old grandmother smiled, but she was already in tears, and the hot tears kept rolling down.
The rest of the Hao clan will not care about the old grandmother. In their eyes, the old grandmother is just a tool to protect the Hao clan.
Therefore, they will not remember their grandmother.
The death of the old grandmother only resulted in the loss of a tool to protect the Hao family.
But the old grandmother knew that Luo Chen was willing to see her off for the last time, which meant that in Luo Chen's heart, the old grandmother was just an ordinary old woman, a grandma! Others will not remember her, but Luo Chen will.
Not living in this cold world, but living in a warm heart, this is also living! This is enough! When many old people leave, no one cares, because they are already old people, who will care about them
?
Who cares about their fear?
But they were once young and had the whole world! And eventually, all young people will grow old! "When people get old, they just like to nag, because every time I say a word, there is one less sentence."
"Someone greets you when you are born, and sees you off when you leave. This is enough."
The old grandmother held Luo Chen's hand.
"I am very satisfied to be able to smile when I leave. Old lady, I am very satisfied."
"I'm leaving, thank you for seeing me off!"
The old grandmother's body was radiant with brilliance, rising up all over the sky.
"Live well and feel the beauty of this world, a flower, a cloud, a gust of wind..." The brilliance on the old grandmother's body dissipated, and the outside world was shocked! On the other side, the old grandmother in the middle of the war was also at this moment, with
The smile then disappeared in the wind and snow.
At this moment, a vague soul light also crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, leaped over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and then went straight to the Burial Immortal Star. There is the underworld, there is the end of the world, Guixu! Also here!
For a moment, a white-haired old man on the side of Jixiang Tianlong City stared blankly at the brilliant sky! And Luo Chen stood up and waved goodbye! Finally, Luo Chen opened the door of the courtyard, and standing outside the door was a crowd of Hao family members.
People of the same clan.
"what is her name?"
Luo Chen asked.
No one answers because no one knows, no one knows because no one cares.
Luo Chen looked at the dark crowd outside the door with indifference, finally gave him a cold look, and then strode away.
The old grandmother suffered for 200,000 years and stood up for the Hao family for 200,000 years! How many days and nights, how many springs, summers, autumns, and winters, but no one knows her name! The old grandmother of the Hao family is dead
! This is a major event for Ji Xiangtian and the entire Hao clan! Hao Guang is back, and he is still the young master, because Haotian has never officially taken back the position of the young master! And there is no one in the yard.
, only Ding Peng, whom the old grandmother trusted most during her lifetime, stood in front of Hao Guang.