Although this chapter and the last two chapters are not climaxes, I wrote them with some sadness, which may have been substituted into the plot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAs human beings, we have common emotions, and the key is whether we can write about them to move readers. You can take a look at this chapter and the following chapters 87 and 88 to see if you will be touched by a great mother.

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"Mother!"

Mitsuichiro ran to the coughing old woman.

This old woman turned out to be Mitsuichiro's mother, Junko Takaji! But looking at her age, she is over sixty.

Junko Takaji looked up, revealing a wrinkled face. Although this face is old, its facial features are still delicate, and it can be seen that she was a beauty when she was young.

"Ichiro, you're here!"

Seeing her son, Takaji Junko smiled knowingly, making the wrinkles on her face stretch.

Looking at her mother's pale face, looking at the beads of sweat oozing from her temples, listening to her continuous coughing; Koichiro leaned down and asked distressedly, "Mother, has your condition worsened again?" ”

"Don't worry, Ichiro." Takashi Junko stretched out her hand and stroked her son's handsome face: "Ahem! After the era opened, I was lucky enough that I was not directly transformed into a zombie by the white light. ”

Holding his mother's wrinkled palm, the corners of Koichiro's eyes were already a little moist. He said angrily: "Father already knew about your aggravation, why didn't he tell me?" ”

"Ichiro, don't blame your father." Reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his son's eyes, Takaji Junko coughed again, gasped and said, "He told me that after the era opens, the Obscure Group will take advantage of the situation to rise, and you also have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders." Because he was afraid that you would be distracted by trivial matters, he didn't tell you. ”

"Trivia?"

Koichiro frowned, "Could it be that my mother's physical condition is a trivial matter?" ”

Hearing this rhetorical question, Takashi Junko showed a lonely wry smile: "In your father's heart, everything about me should be trivial!" ”

"Father is too much!"

Koichiro unconsciously raised his voice. Looking at the lonely look on his mother's old face, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes: "The child knows that his mother moved here from the main house of Obscure Light ten years ago because of his father's alienation and neglect. The reason why my father is like this is because I think my mother's face is old; But he forgot that if it weren't for the mother's consumption of his own vitality, the child would have been dead long ago. ”

It turned out that when Mitsuichiro was nine years old, he suddenly got a strange disease, which caused the muscles of his whole body to atrophy and become so thin that only skin and bones remained.

At that time, the entire Obscureness family visited famous doctors, but they could not cure Illuminoshiro's strange disease, but only came to a conclusion: after this strange disease, the child would not live for ten years.

Hearing this news, the Obscure Light family was like an earthquake, and no one could accept this fact.

As the mother of Mitsuichiro, the pain that Junko Takaji endured was even more difficult to repeat. Therefore, she did not hesitate to make a decision to use the secret method of the Eagle Si clan to save her own son.

Eagle is one of the five regents. The Five Scholars are the five nobles of the Eastern Ying Kingdom, although they have declined to this day; But because of the profound heritage, the strength should not be underestimated. This strength is reflected in various aspects, even some secret methods that are not known to the world. These secret methods are only passed down among the direct bloodlines of the Five Masters family to prevent them from flowing out. As the eldest daughter of the head of the family at the time, of course, Takashi Junko also received the secret method inheritance.

And since it is a secret method, it must have a miraculous effect, and the secret method to be used by Takaji Junko can save the incurable disease; Of course, the cost is also huge, and the user needs to consume his own life force.

After using the secret method, Koichiro's strange illness was finally cured; But Eagle Division Junko also became old and frail because of excessive consumption of vitality.

In the face of the old Eagle Division Junko, at the beginning, the obscure light Fujio could still endure it; After all, she became like this to save Koichiro. But gradually, Mitsuki Fujio lost his patience: not only did he humiliate Takaji Junko's appearance with words; He often doesn't return home at night, alienating his old wife.

Because of this, Takashi Junko moved out of the main house of Dawn and chose to live alone; This is not only a helpless move, but also a person who is quiet.

Embracing her tearful son into her arms, Junko Takaji's face was full of love: "I won't care about your father's attitude; As long as you don't dislike me as an old woman, that's enough. ”

Looking at his gray-haired mother, Koichiro sobbed and said, "Mother has to endure not only physical aging and illness, but also mental humiliation and pain for the sake of her child. If a child still dislikes such a great mother, isn't it better to be a beast? ”

"Ahem!" Looking at the son in his arms, looking at his handsome and sturdy body, Takaji Junko's eyes were full of satisfaction: "Ichiro, mother has such an excellent son as you; Even if you are going to die, you have no regrets. ”

"Mother, don't think so!"

Mitsuichiro wiped the tears from her face, "You must live a long life!" In the future, the child will honor you well and repay your kindness! ”

While Mitsuichiro's mother and son were talking, a male monk came over. He took the boiled medicinal soup and said softly, "Madam, it's time to drink the medicine." ”

Raising his head, Mitsuichiro looked at the monk in front of him: the tiger's eyes were hanging from his nose, and his appearance was very great; Looking at the age, it should be around forty years old. The middle-aged monk was dressed in a green shirt, which set off his burly body. Outside his green shirt, he was wearing an earthy yellow robe.

"Ichiro, this is the high monk of the Shingon sect, the master of Shinchi." Junko Takaji introduces the monk to her son. Then, she pointed behind the monk: "The high monk behind Master Zhenzhi is his junior sister, Master Zhenya. After the beginning of the era, they made a special trip from Honnoji Temple in Tsukiji to treat my sick body. If it weren't for their careful care, I am afraid I would not have been able to see you today. ”

In the direction that Junko Takaji was pointing, there stood a female monk. Because there is no restriction on the canons of Shingon, she has long flowing hair; Under the long hair, there are delicate and dignified facial features. The female monks with the name of Dharma are dressed in white robes and draped in khaki robes.

Shingon Buddhism is one of the eight sects of Dongying, and because this sect attaches great importance to the recitation of mantras, it is called "Shingon Buddhism" by later generations. Shingon Buddhism has been practiced for thousands of years, and there are thousands of temples throughout the country. Tsukiji Honnoji Temple is the head temple of these thousands of temples.

Hearing Takaji Junko's words, Mitsuichiro's heart tightened, and he already understood: his mother's illness was indeed terminal.

Suppressing the pain in his heart, Ichiro thanked the two Shingon Sect monks: "Two great graces, Ichiro will be grateful in the future!" ”

"Young master, please get up quickly!" Master Zhenzhi hurriedly helped up Mitsuichiro.

After handing the decoction to the maid on the side, and looking at Takaji Junko, who was coughing again, Master Machi said to Mitsuichiro, "In the past, Madame's family, the Takashi clan, rescued Honnoji Temple and saved it from being destroyed in war. Now, it is our greatest honor to be able to do something for our wife. ”

After the maid served the Takashi Junko and drank the decoction, the female monk on the side, Master Zhenya, stepped forward and began to massage the acupuncture points of the Takaji Junko.

Ichiro retreated to the hall and asked Master Zhenzhi beside him, "Master, I know that monks don't speak. Could you please tell me the truth, how serious is my mother's condition? ”

With a deep sigh, Master Zhenzhi spoke, "Amitabha! The young master asked, and the poor monk naturally told the truth. Now, Mrs. Yang's longevity is over, and drinking decoction every day can only temporarily prolong her life; In seven days at most, the lady will go to Elysium......"

"Master, is there really no way?"

Clutching Master Machi's shoulders tightly, Koichiro asked with a trembling voice.

Shaking his head, Master Zhenzhi made a gesture with one hand: "Good, good, good, Buddhism has a cloud of 'love parting', and the young master's mood is understandable." Seeing that the beloved mother is about to pass away, how can you not be painful to say goodbye to yourself? But everything has a certainty, and manpower can't change it! ”

"Really?"

Mitsuichiro let go of his hands and walked out of the house in despair. As he walked, he muttered to himself, "When I was nine years old and had a strange disease, I was judged not to live more than ten years; My mother used secret techniques to heal me, and it has been exactly ten years now, so she ...... Is this karma? Why is providence so merciless? ”

"Providence is ruthless, and life is bumpy. If you fall into it and can't extricate yourself, you will have obsessions and resentment, and you will be born with a narrow path. ”

Hearing this, Mitsuichiro felt as if he had been stabbed by a sharp needle, and he couldn't help but look up suddenly.

In the back garden outside the house, under the blooming cherry blossom trees, a white-bearded old man is holding a hoe and doing the work of loosening the soil.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Zhinian?" Seeing the old man's actions, Koichiro asked in surprise.

It turned out that this white-bearded old man was Zhinian Sakao. He has served the Huiguang family faithfully for more than 40 years, and once served as a supervisor, managing the family's affairs; Now, he is doing such a crude job.

Zhinian Sakao raised his head and said with a smile: "Young master, don't call the old slave in charge anymore." Now, the old slave is just a gardener. ”

Seeing the panting appearance of Sho Nian Sawa Yu, who was over sixty years old, Koichiro couldn't help but blurt out: "Why did my father want to ......?"

"Young master, stop talking!"

Zhinian Sakao hurriedly stretched out his hand and covered Koichiro's mouth, "The wall has ears!" Don't affect the father-son relationship between the young master and the head of the family because of the old slave. If that's the case, the old slave will be at peace in his heart."

With that, Zhinian Sao and Yu pulled Mitsuichiro and came to a hut in the corner.

Looking at such a humble hut, Koichiro asked, "Grandpa Zhinian, you actually live here?" ”

"Although it is a bad room, it is in my heart."

After motioning for Koichiro to sit down, Kazuo Zhinian said in a low voice, "After the epoch began, Madame's condition suddenly worsened; I sent someone to Tsukiji Honnoji Temple and told the abbot of the temple about the situation. When the head of the house learned of this, he was greatly annoyed by my self-determination and ordered me to leave the house at once; Later, after your grandfather's persuasion, he reluctantly kept me as a gardener. I'm very satisfied with this outcome. ”

When Zhinian Sakao said this, he grabbed Koichiro's hand tightly: "Child, in this room, I can call you that." It seems that you already know your mother's physical condition; That's why I look like I can't give up. Pain is inevitable, but you can't get caught up in it!

As a husband, you must not only overcome obstacles and change everything that can be changed; We must also have a broad mind to accept the unchangeable facts! In the process of dominating the world, didn't the first emperor of ancient China encounter a situation that cannot be changed? ”

Hearing these heartfelt words, Koichiro was deeply touched. He bowed deeply to Zhinian Sakao: "Grandpa Zhinian, thank you for this teaching. I can't always dwell in pain, so I do what I can. ”

Looking at Mitsuichiro who ran out of the door, Zhinian Sazuo Kazuo smiled and nodded.