Ivan looked at the old storyteller's eyes very seriously, and he seemed to be shining in front of Ivan at this time.

"The secret in this is not something that mortals like us can see. These stories are just what I remembered when I heard my predecessors mention them, and now I will probably retell the core content of them to you. As for whether this statement is in line with the facts, there is no way to verify it at present, and today I see that you and I are destined, so I will tell you about it, hoping that you can remember this matter. ”

"And when I tell you about it today, I just hope that one night, when you see the twinkling stars and the moon in the sky, you can't help but feel a sense of awe. Maybe one of your ancestors was lucky enough to transform into a star in the sky. He just keeps watching you from afar in the sky, not speaking, just watching your life. ”

"Look at your every move in life, look at your daily words and deeds. Watch you wash every day, get dressed, get up, walk, talk, rest, sleep, etc., all your daily life. Although he turns into a star in the sky, he can see you clearly. I don't know who your ancestors were, but I believe there will always be souls that match the previous description. ”

"The soul is in harmony with a person who is chosen by the gods at the same time, this is simply an existence that ordinary people cannot hope for. If your soul also has this mysterious magic, and meets the conditions for the gods to choose the soul as the star. When you die, you may also transform into bright stars in the sky, and these are not just fantasy. Sometimes, we can't be dead to death. ”

The old storyteller's words gradually became a little more serious, and from his eyes, you could see his admiration and expectation for the stars.

It wasn't a joke, the old man was talking to Ivan very seriously, and he hoped he would take it seriously.

And Ivan was very attentive to this conversation, so naturally he would not be perfunctory, after all, he was still listening carefully.

And we, ordinary people, can't interpret ourselves through our own narrow prejudices. You see, I'm telling you all these things today, just hoping that one night in the future, when you look at the sky again, you can't help but look at the twinkling stars. Although they seem far away, they were also flickering beings in the human world. ”

"They weren't born this way, they don't just exist in the sky, maybe you've been associated with one of the stars, but of course, these are just some of my personal beautiful reverie. Speaking of which, I think that many young people today are thinking about making a lot of money, so that they can buy a lot of things, which is understandable and normal. ”

"Money is such a thing, I've never heard anyone say that they have too much money. No one is too much money, that's my personal opinion. Of course, there are also a very small number of people, such as those who have seen through the red dust, those who have decided to retreat, and some people who are ready to become monks, maybe they don't think money is very important, but this is only a minority after all. ”

"People always want to get something so that they can fill something else, something that meets their daily needs. As long as an individual wants to have more things than others, it is only as I grow older that I gradually understand that these are ultimately just things outside the body, and life does not bring about death and does not take away. I won't say that these material things are bad, they are necessary for people to live. ”

"I just want my soul to live forever and be one of those one and only. If I am lucky enough in this life to be able to gain the favor of the gods after my physical death and become one of the thousands of twinkling stars in the sky, then I have not lived in vain in this life. In the future, I will become a star, and I will be able to illuminate the direction of life for my children and grandchildren when they walk at night. ”

Ivan looked at the old storyteller's face that gradually emerged, it was the expectation for the future, that was the ending he longed for.

Ivan can naturally understand his thoughts, after all, most of the storytellers have reached a certain age, and it is common for them to be born sick and die.

It's just that many elderly people will make a final plan for dying in the future when their bodies are still healthy and strong, and their minds are not completely confused. Death is the fairest thing in nature, and no one can escape it.

Many elderly people will write a will before they die, writing down their last instructions to their families, so as not to die in the end.

Ivan could see from the old man's eyes that he was attached to life, and he had no fear of death.

What an admirable gaze, he really, completely put life and death out of the way, he is so brave.

Ivan's admiration for the old man could not be described clearly in a few words at this time, and he really envied the old man.

"If you can become a star, you can prove that your soul has never been contaminated with the impurities of the world from birth to the moment of death, which should be regarded as a symbol of honor. It proves that although I have been confused and experienced in this life, nothing can make my pure heart deteriorate, and I will always stick to my heart. ”

When the old man said this, he paused slightly, and gently licked his lips with his tongue, and said for a really long time.

When he grew up, the old man felt that his mouth was already a little dry, but he still needed something to end and finish the sentence.

Ivan looked at the subtle movements of the old man, and naturally understood that he might be about to finish, and his throat might hurt.

"Young man, I'll only tell you so much today, that's all I have to say, and you can slowly comprehend it yourself. There are many things that cannot be said too thoroughly, and if I leak my mouth, the gods will punish me. Even if I have told you almost everything I know today. But words are only superficial, and I still hope you understand what I mean. ”

The old man said this, and it came to an abrupt end, but Ivan didn't feel abrupt at all, as if this was supposed to be the epilogue.

At the same time, at the moment of speaking, the old storyteller's face was a righteous expression, and everything he should have said had already been said.

But Ivan seemed to be unable to recover from the old man's words for a long time, and his eyes were as bright as the old man's. It's just that after listening to the old man's words, it's more of a confused blur, and he seems to be a little unable to see the old man in front of him.

Is this old storyteller really just an old man who is on the street, setting up a stall, looking for young people to talk to him?