Mo Sheng's head was also white, no longer as young and strong as it used to be, and his face was also full of wrinkles.

The morning sun rose, and the morning light appeared, with a trace of warmth, with a touch of brilliance, sprinkled on the world, and also on the cheeks of Lin Cheng and Mo Sheng.

For a moment, their faces looked a little ruddy.

"Time flies so fast, I still remember when I was a little kid revolving around Master." Mo Sheng looked at the half-hidden morning sun, and a slightly old voice slowly sounded.

Now Mo Sheng is almost sixty years old, although his face looks ruddy under the reflection of the morning light, it can't hide his vicissitudes.

"yes, it's been almost sixty years." Lin Cheng's vicissitudes of life sounded faintly.

Sixty years, Lin Cheng still has not been as calm as these sixty years, and the previous fights, killings, plundering and cultivation, all seem to have been forgotten by him.

Sixty years, he has been in Wutong Village for sixty years. Although it was only a moment for him, it was this moment that made him experience the ordinary, the life of an ordinary person.

"Master, I've always wanted to ask you a question......" Mo Sheng turned his head to look at Lin Cheng with a doubt in his eyes, which had been buried in his heart for decades.

Today, taking this opportunity, Mo Sheng also spoke.

"Just ask." Lin Cheng bowed his head slightly and said lightly.

"Master, are you an immortal?"

For decades, this question has puzzled Mo Sheng, and he has wanted to ask it many times, but he has never asked it. After decades of everything, this moment swept through Mo Sheng's mind. Every detail, every single thing, especially those three decades ago.

Those three years that seemed like a dream, not a dream.

The thousands of miles of road that have been trekked through mountains and rivers, the thousands of mountains and rivers that have been walked, and the hustle and bustle in the imperial city. Even now, Mo Sheng still remembers it vividly.

Although he has not been able to find out the truth, it can be shown from various signs in Wutong Village that those three years are true. At the beginning, he left Wutong Village with his master for three years. However, the more true it was, the more Mo Sheng felt that his master was mysterious.

Three years of trekking through mountains and rivers, walking thousands of miles of steep mountains and forests, this is not something ordinary people can do. The fantasy of that night, the opening of his eyes in the morning, Mo Sheng couldn't figure out how they returned to Wutong Village overnight.

There is only one explanation.

"Immortals?" Lin Cheng looked sideways slightly, and only after a moment did he smile, "Have you ever seen an immortal?" Are the gods as old as me? ”

"I've never seen a fairy." Mo Sheng shook his head, but the light in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and he knew that this doubt that had been buried in his heart for decades was finally about to be solved today, "But I know that immortals must be omnipotent, changing their appearance, one step at a time, it must be commonplace." ”

Mo Sheng looked at Lin Cheng firmly, with a hopeful light in his eyes, shining brightly under the light of the morning sun.

"Haha...... Think about what you think, think about what you think in your heart, but I didn't expect that this one doubt will haunt you for decades. Lin Cheng smiled, he turned his head, looked at the rising sun, greeted the morning light, and felt the warmth that was getting hotter and hotter in his face.

Lin Cheng continued: "Whether it is an immortal or a mortal, just like this rising sun, it will always rise from the east, from the new birth to the strong, from the strong to the twilight. When the sun sets, it's the end of the day. Just like the life of a mortal, it goes from birth to death. ”

"The sun goes down and the night falls, but who knows if the life that perishes is really perished?"

"It is said that the end of destruction is new life, and the end of death is not the beginning of another life. Mo Sheng, you say, what kind of world will I be when I die? What will the world be like when you die? ”

"Is it darkness, or is it new light?"

Mo Sheng listened to Lin Cheng's words quietly, listening and thinking about it, he only felt that his master's words were always so profound, and there was always a sense of mystery. It wasn't until Lin Cheng asked him that he reacted, listening to the word death, he was inexplicably a little worried.

"Master......"

He looked at Lin Cheng on the side, with uncertain surprise in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not there yet. I will not die until you die. Lin Cheng smiled dumbly, his old face was full of wrinkles, but this sentence made Mo Sheng feel extremely strange.

Master, are you hoping for my death?

Gradually, the day was coming to an end, and Mo Sheng and Lin Cheng sat under the plane tree all day, watching the sun in the east, and slowly turned to the west.

During this period, they did not say a word, just watched quietly, felt, remembered, felt their own life, recalled all the time in their lives.

Whether it's good memories or bad times, they all come to their minds. Sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, as if forgetting everything.

Even the meal sent by Mo Sheng's wife, the woman who was now gray, Mo Sheng and Lin Cheng didn't take a bite.

The bright red sunset swayed, reflecting every corner of the entire Wutong Village in red and gorgeous. The evening breeze blows, blowing up the fallen leaves under the plane trees, as if they are also interpreting their lives that have ended.

Ten years later, it is still under the plane tree, and it is still the two old men, the only difference may be that the wrinkles on their faces are deeper, and the dead air on their bodies is more intense.

"Master, I feel like I'm dying."

Mo Sheng raised his old and withered hand with difficulty, touched his clothes, and then a trembling voice slowly sounded from his mouth.

"I know today is your last day." Lin Cheng's old voice also came slowly, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a smile with difficulty.

"Today?" Mo Sheng was stunned, "It's so fast, I'm still thinking about waiting for Wutong to get married." ”

Wutong is Mo Yunsheng's child, and Mo Sheng's granddaughter, who has long grown up and is named Wutong, which means that he was born in Wutong Village and is a child of Wutong Village.

A very cute child, deeply loved by Mo Sheng.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the life of a mortal, just a few decades, how long can you wait?" Lin Cheng shook his head.

"It's me who is too greedy." Mo Sheng smiled bitterly, and then he was silent for a long time before he sighed for a lifetime, "The life of a mortal is too short, but maybe it is because it is short, so it is ordinary." ”

"Ordinary ......" Lin Cheng muttered, he smiled and turned his head slightly to look at Mo Sheng, "You are dead, and I am leaving." Mo Sheng, would you like to worship me as a teacher and leave with me? ”

Mo Sheng looked at Lin Cheng with a smile on his old face, "Master, you are indeed an immortal." ”

"What about immortals?" Lin Cheng didn't deny it, "What about mortals? What does it matter if it is birth, old age, sickness and death, or immortality? It's just that all the experiences are different. ”

"It's the same life."

The sun was setting, the sunset was like fire, and under the plane tree, two old men staggered with their backs to the sunset, just as they once traveled far away.

But the only difference may be that this time they will never look back.

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