Chapter 107 - Letting Go

Before the woman fell ill in bed, the young man was kneeling in front of the bed, looking at the woman sleeping on the bed with a sad look.In front of the woman's bed, there was an old man with a gray head. He put down the woman's hand and slowly shook his head at the young man.The young man fell to the ground and shouted at the old man, "Why? Clearly you gave me the pill, I have taken the mother, but she still fell down?""She is not a monastic person, this plague is mysterious, beyond her reach, the potion can only delay her life, but can not save her from the disaster!" The old man shook his head slowly and sighed deeply.Young suddenly like a dream, slowly stood up, looking at the face of the pain of the woman, the line of sight was revealed by the crystal fans some hazy."There's a way, isn't there?" The young man looked closely at the woman and said to the old man behind him."Unless..." The old man looked at the young man, but the plain tone made people shudder, "You go to kill thousands of mortals, take the refined blood to make 'blood Dan' let your mother take it, can help her enter the way and not die!"The young man suddenly turned around and looked at the old man.The old man looked calm, and his gray temples were slightly swayed by the wind that blew into the house.He just calmly looked at the teenager, the choice is in the hands of the teenager."Disconnect, equal exchange, what you want to get, you have to give what... This is the eternal law of the fairy road!""If you want to save your mother, you must exchange the lives of others!"The young man turned around, looked at the pain of his mother, silent out of the room...Just out of the house, I saw a little girl holding a string of sugar gourds skipping past the door.The little girl looked at the young man and shouted happily: "Brother Ziyu, you are back?"The boy slowly sat on the ground, looking at the little girl in front of him, two lines of tears fell in his eyes in silence...The little girl saw the teenager cry suddenly some panic, looked down at the sugar gourd in his hands, it seems that some love dearly.But the little girl thought about it, or the sugar gourd was handed to the teenager, and said in a crisp voice:"Ziyu brother does not cry, give you a sugar gourd to eat!"With trembling hands, the teenager took the sweet gourd from the little girl's hand and stabbed a long sword into the girl's chest...The little girl looked at the boy who took the sugar gourd but stabbed his chest with a sword, and his face showed confusion and incomprehension.She did not understand why she gave son jade brother sugar gourd to eat, but son jade brother wanted to kill himself.The pain from the chest and the fear of life loss hit the little girl's heart, but when she saw the teenager's trembling tears streaming down her face, she tried to smile..."If brother Ziyu doesn't cry, Yaoyao isn't afraid..."The little girl slowly fell to the ground and died, the dead face is still trying to hang a smile...The young man squatted on the threshold, looked at his bloody hands and the blood-spattered sugar gourd, and trembled as he sent the sugar gourd into his mouth.That should be sweet sweet gourd mouth is full of salty bitter...'Ah!The boy screamed and rushed into the crowd...The picture turns again.The woman woke up slightly and looked at the frost-white boy with a shudder.The woman took him in her arms, stroked his frost-white hair, and suddenly broke down in tears:"What's the matter with you? What's the matter with you? Why is his hair white?"The boy covered up his endless sorrow and shook his head with a smile: "This is a little tired from cultivation, which does not matter, many brothers and sisters in the family have white heads!" Slowly it came back dark!"But the woman did not believe it, shaking her head with tears, and said, "Is it to save her mother?"The young man still slowly shook his head and remained silent."Silly boy, silly boy! The woman hugged the young man tightly, "My mother is only a mortal, why do you have to do this for my mother!""You must have suffered a lot..."The young man's head was buried in the woman's long hair, his eyes were dumb, and he did not know how to speak.They hugged each other for a while, then the woman got up, looked at the young man and asked, "You must be hungry?" My mother will cook you something to eat!"The young man nodded and said, "I want to drink egg flower porridge!""Yes, yes! My mother will do it for you!" The woman got out of bed and went to the kitchen, banging away in the kitchen.When the young man saw the woman busy in the kitchen, he slowly raised his hand and looked at his hands. He did not know whether he was sorry or glad.Remorse for killing so many innocent people to save your mother?Or are you celebrating your mother's recovery?Or did he actually kill those people?The young man suddenly looked puzzled... He can't even remember.Listening to the noise made by the woman busy in the kitchen, the young man fell asleep on the table...A little girl peeped out of the boy's room, looking at the sleeping boy suddenly confused....Day after day, year after year.Spring flowers and autumn moon, such as a white colt...The young man is getting old, but the woman is not old!In the woman's unchanging face, the smile had long since disappeared as the youth began to grow old.Between the locked brow, there is always a lingering pain.On this day, the young man woke up from his bed dragging his old body, but there was no trace of the woman.The boy walked slowly out of the door and into the yard.I do not know when, this courtyard actually floating goose feather snow!The snow-white piled up in the small courtyard climbed the dead tree, the rockery and the grass.In the courtyard, a figure sat in front of a stone table covered with snow. The young man walked slowly behind the woman and whispered, "Mother!"The woman turned her head and looked at the young man with silver hair in his late face and looked hurt: "How did you save me from the brink of death?"The young man's face changed, looking at the snow all over the sky, feeling his body that will die, it seems that there is no need to hide it.Trying to remember, the young man opened his mouth with some uncertainty: "I killed thousands of people, refined blood Dan, and saved his mother..."With tears in her eyes, the woman slowly shook her head, "Are you still lying to me now?"The young man looked at the woman's tears like a dream and opened his mouth without saying anything.He can't remember..."If you really have killed thousands of people to make blood pills, why are you growing old?" Why am I younger than you?" The woman continued with tears streaming down her face.Young look blurred, trance seems to think of what...He had never killed anyone in the first place. The killing was just a horrible dream of his!He simply abolished his own outfit and handed it over to his mother, along with Dougie,...That's so... But was the murder really just a dream?The woman looked at the confused old boy, stood up, stroked the boy's cheek, and his face was full of pity: "You are not my jade son, who are you?"The young man heard a fierce meal, then all kinds of pictures floating to the mind..."I..." The young man looked at the woman and spoke slowly."... It's Sumo!"From the moment when the teenager wanted to kill the sword, the subsequent teenager has been Su Mo, and all the things he experienced after that are his Su Mo to choose..."Good boy! Good boy!" The woman hugged Su Mo, Su Mo tightly in her arms, "bitter you, this life, I have been extremely satisfied!""You should go back, too..."Su Mo looked up at the woman in front of him with a warm feeling in his heart. Then he turned to look at the falling snow and muttered, "Yes...""I should get back, too..."