Chapter Forty-Seven: Dreams
After sending away Huo Yuanyuan, the former girl next door, Wang Lin stayed alone in his private room, feeling flustered and restless.
I didn't expect to get news of my family after death, how fortunate and sad it is!
Although Wang Lin was a white-collar worker in the city before his death, he also had a few girlfriends, and he did a lot of things like rolling sheets, but because his age was not very big, he didn't want to be constrained by family life too early, so he never got married.
Once my girlfriend had the experience of being pregnant, but the two discussed it, and they didn't even notify their families, so they made the decision to beat it.
Looking back now, Wang Lin has a feeling of pain, regretting not being at the beginning.
How great would it be if he could have a child left in the world?
Even if the parents are grieving, they still have a psychological support after all.
He is the only child in the family, and his father and mother respond to national policies, and he is the only child.
As soon as he went like this, the family was like the sky had collapsed, and the old couple had completely lost the goal of life, and they had no emotional sustenance, and they often cried sadly all day long, and cried dry.
It is said that after his death, the couple often sought comfort in a temple on the outskirts of the city, and later simply stayed there.
It is said that there are many old people who often recite sutras together. That kind of atmosphere of Buddhist chanting can make people's hearts slowly calm down, and there seems to be nothing worth remembering in the world, and the heart can feel better.
Knowing this, Wang Lin felt really uncomfortable, and when he thought of his parents' hearts now like dead ashes and rotten wood, he felt ashamed to be a son of man!
No, no matter what, you have to meet your parents and tell them that you are doing well.
As for Tuo Huo Yuanyuan to comfort his parents, Wang Lin thought about this method, but only if there was really no way, he would do so, anyway, the two left each other's true spirit number, and they could contact and communicate through the system after paying.
Now, Wang Lin wants to see if there is a suitable way for Infinite Space to solve his own problems.
He issued an order from the orb of light at the exchange point, searching for a solution to the problem.
After some searching, Wang Lin was pleased to find that there were indeed methods, and there were many ways, some plans could be done once and for all, and some methods could be contacted at any time, but unfortunately the above plans were too high-end, and they needed to be exchanged for powerful/scarce items in advance, which was expensive, and it was not something that his shriveled waist bag could support.
In fact, the best way is to resurrect, as long as a person is resurrected and sees his old parents again, it is naturally a simple matter, but unfortunately this cost is too great, he can't afford it.
Eventually, he found a solution that cost the money: to tell his parents that he was safe through the system's functions.
Fortunately, this method has no burden on the body of the elderly, and the price is relatively low, only 500 spiritual points can be reunited with parents in a dream, and explain everything to them, so as to appease the hearts of the elderly.
"Do you offer a 'dream support' service?"
The system issues a OK option.
Wang Lin didn't frown and paid the relevant fees.
If it weren't for the fact that he had just experienced a difficult plane exploration mission, he would have been able to take it out for dozens of days before he could take it out, even if it was not a small amount for him now, it could be exchanged for a pretty good skill, which greatly improved his survivability.
But Wang Lin felt that the money was well spent!
He has been in business for a period of time, and he understands very well that sometimes even if he has money, he has no channels, and he can't find the temple gate with a pig's head. Imagine if Wang Lin is now in the underworld, then what price will he have to pay to be able to meet his relatives in the world?
Perhaps the price would be too heavy to imagine, or even impossible.
Before, he was bent on accumulating funds to be reborn, for which he was destined to pay many costs, but he hoped that this price would not include his parents, and he did not want to bear the pain of his son wanting to support but his relatives were not there: to give comfort to the old man who had endured the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, their state was good, and Wang Lin had more courage to struggle.
A fog spreads in front of me, and a line of small words appears in the fog: Link to the target thinking body, non-destructive hypnosis is underway, please wait!
After a few minutes, the fog gradually changed, as if it had been painted with a layer of oil paint, and it was dyed with mottled and strange colors.
Wang Lin barely recognized that it seemed to be an old house, under the lush trees, vague figures or walking around, and there was a faint Sanskrit sound echoing in his ears, "Contemplating the Bodhisattva at ease, walking deep Prajnaparamita......"
"Old man, I'm a little sleepy after eating, go back to sleep for a while!"
"Huh? Are you sleepy too? I'm going to lie down for a while, too! ”
A faint voice came, and Wang Lin was excited in his heart, this was the voice of his parents!
Immediately after the picture appeared quickly, not long after, an ordinary temple on the street appeared in front of him, the temple door was wide open, and it could be seen that the old people in the temple were turning prayer beads in their hands, reciting Buddhist scriptures devoutly.
On one side of the Buddhist hall, there is a three-story dilapidated building, Wang Lin subconsciously walked towards the small building, and the old people who passed by all the way seemed to have not seen themselves, and they still did what they should do.
After walking through the long corridor, Wang Lin finally stopped in front of a door.
He gently pushed towards the door, not wanting to push an empty space, the whole person had already crossed the door!
He was shocked in his heart, and before he had time to think about it, two old men had already appeared in front of him.
It's a small room with simple white paint on the walls and no more decorations. There were four small wire beds in the orderly place, and the two old men were lying on their own beds, sleeping lightly.
The old people have aged a lot, as if they have suddenly aged more than ten years.
Wang Lin almost didn't dare to recognize them!
I remember that my mother's hair was only gray, her body was still a little fat, and she was red all day long to help herself introduce objects, and her temper was terrible.
And now, her hair is all white, and it has thinned a lot, the hair on the back of her head is withered, her skin is saggy, her body is very thin, and there are some traces of food left at the corners of her mouth that have not been cleaned, as if she has completely changed a person.
The old father is also very old, his eyes are a little puffy, this is a sentimental old man, he often likes to cry, he can cry out loud with a grin, now that his son is gone, he doesn't know what kind of heartache he wants!
Wang Lin endured the heartache, came to the bed and called softly, "Mom, Dad, the child has come to see you, don't sleep first, wake up!" ”
After screaming a few times, the old man and the old lady's eyelids blinked a few times, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she didn't open her eyes, and her face showed a little sadness.
The old man even began to sob, and the tears flowed out of his bones, and he put his head under the quilt, and began to cry bitterly.
"Dad, don't cry, my son has come to see you, get up, look at me!"
Wang Lin was at a loss, he didn't even dare to touch his father, he woke up to the fact that he was a ghost now, and if he had contact, he was afraid that it would not be good for the living.
"Don't cry, old man!" The old mother started a fire and sat up from the bed suddenly, "When you cry, I think of my son, our son ......, son!" Is that you, you're coming to see Mom? Isn't it? Isn't it? ”
The old mother's eyes widened, she looked at Wang Lin in surprise, lifted the cover, and grabbed Wang Lin's hand as soon as she stretched out her hand, and the dry palm held Wang Lin tightly, as if she was afraid that her son would run away at once, "Son, it's good if you can come to see your mother, how are you doing down here, are you bitter?" ”
Wang Lin's tears also fell, "Mom, don't worry, I'm very good, I'm doing well over there, I'm very promising, I haven't suffered anything, you can rest assured!" ”
Mom kept wiping her tears with one hand, and a stiff smile appeared on her face, "Don't make up nonsense to lie to your mother, you little rabbit cub, what good future can you have over there, can you still be a judge?" Although you kid hasn't done anything bad, but you scoured the little girl at the age of seventeen or eighteen, you must have suffered a lot over there, how did people judge you, was it a spanking or a coolie? Do you want your mother to go back and burn more paper money for you, and then burn two beautiful little girls for you, you can pay more tribute to others, and save yourself a lot of sin! ”
"Mom, what are you thinking!" Wang Lin couldn't laugh or cry.
At this time, my father also noticed that something was wrong, just now my wife scared him with a lion's roar, but the conversation between the two people behind made him can't help but poke his head out, "Son, son, you're here!" ”
The old man jumped out of the quilt in a swoop, barefoot, and hurriedly touched Wang Lin's body, "Son, it's really you, you can make my father want to die!" ”
After some commotion, Wang Lin persuaded the old man again and again to help the old man put on his shoes first, and finally appeased the old man and the old lady.
He said solemnly, "Mom and Dad, don't be in a hurry to be sad, listen to me, you are just in your early fifties, and the days are still long, in the future, you two will exercise diligently, we will still have the opportunity to meet, at most a year or two, you can rest assured, my son will definitely come back, and when the time comes, I will give you a big fat grandson, let you make fun of your grandson, you must not damage your body, and then I will make my son sad!" ”
The old man's eyes were red, he grabbed Wang Lin with one hand, and when he saw that he was about to cry again, he took a few breaths of air before holding back vividly, "Son, don't talk nonsense, people can't be resurrected after death, I can also see it with your mother, you tell me both, how can you come here today, it's still noon!" Did you give us a dream? Let's talk about what conditions are needed, if it is Halloween, we will go to bed early on the festival in the future, waiting for you to come and see us! ”
Mom nodded vigorously next to her.