Zhuang Niu passed away at the age of sixty.

Walked peacefully.

The funeral is being held at home, the atmosphere is heavy, the former snot child, now has a family, his sons are married, he knelt in the mourning hall, silent.

"Let's let go, Grandpa Lin is here!"

"Grandpa Lin, slow down......"

There was a sound of movement outside, and I saw an old man with shriveled skin and skinny bones, walking slowly on crutches.

He walked slowly, but steadily.

"Uncle Lin......"

Seeing Lin Yi coming, Zhuangniu's son hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and stepped forward to help.

"Your father, you didn't survive me. ”

Lin Yi smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.

I vaguely remember that many years ago, when Zhuang Niu was still young, he often ridiculed Lin Yi for his weak body, and boasted about how strong and tough he was, but the years were ruthless, and the way of heaven had no eyes.

At this funeral, no one can laugh, but Lin Yi can.

In terms of seniority, he is taller than anyone present, even those long-lived old people are only the same generation as Lin Yi.

On Relational ......

Everyone in Qingniu Town knows that the best neighbor in Zhuangniu's life is this Grandpa Lin.

Very few people survive the age of sixties.

After working hard for most of his life, in his old age, his body has long been exhausted, and it is the norm to suffer from many illnesses and disasters.

"Okay, it's up to me to overdo it for Brother Zhuangniu. Lin Yi took out a handkerchief and coughed.

Some people present were surprised, but no one questioned whether Lin Yi understood such a thing.

Over the years, they have seen Lin Yi too much and too many skills.

is not only a carpenter, if someone is seriously ill, even the langzhong in the town can't cure the disease, but he can cure the disease, there are many similar examples, abound.

"Then there's Uncle Laurin......"

Zhuangniu's eldest son's serious and solemn appearance couldn't help but remind Lin Yi that many years ago he was still a naughty and mischievous snot baby who liked to make faces at himself.

The etiquette of the barbarians is generally the same as that of the human race, and there is not much difference.

They also worship ghosts and gods.

And Lin Yi has also gradually noticed over the years that it seems that no matter what race or what person is born, there is such a thing as heaven, hell and reincarnation, and the specific reason is not something he can spy on.

It is difficult to say that it is excessive, and it is easy to say that it is simple.

The difference is in who excesses.

Zhuang Niu is just an ordinary person, even if Lin Yi doesn't do anything, just worshipping a stick of incense for him is enough for Zhuang Niu to get a great creation under Jiuquan, eat fragrant and drink spicy, and can be reincarnated into a good family as soon as possible, reincarnate for a lifetime, and enjoy all the glory and wealth.

At the time of the two incense sticks, after the ritual was completed, Lin Yi walked out of the house with a cane and a depressed back.

"Brother Zhuangniu, be a prince in the next life, live happily for a lifetime, it will not be a problem. ”

Thinking of the rich and good days that Zhuangniu had dreamed of when he was young, Lin Yi couldn't help but show a smile.

There is a reincarnation in the way of heaven,

The monks all know this, but in what way reincarnation exists and who is in charge of it, it is not over, in short, no one in the world can escape reincarnation.

Unless......

Some people can ignore the order of the Heavenly Dao if they are not in the Five Elements.

Lin Yi returned to his small shop.

Over the years, it has been repaired many times and has never been rebuilt, and the small shop has long been outdated, but as a carpenter, he naturally does not let his shop leak rain at night and wind leak in winter.

"My brother often says that the world outside Qingniu Town is very exciting......"

There was a young man in his teens, lying in front of the display case, staring at Lin Yi and pouting: "Grandpa Lin, I heard my grandfather say that you have stayed here all your life, is it ...... Didn't you even think about going out and seeing?"

While Lin Yi was carving, he glanced at the young man.

"You're a fish. Lin Yi said.

"What?"

The young man was puzzled, and subconsciously said: "I'm not a little fish, I'm a swordsman who wants to become a hero!"

Swordsman......

The carving in Lin Yi's hand stopped abruptly, and his cloudy old eyes narrowed slightly.

"Well, you're a sword-carrying fish. ”

Lin Yi shook his head and chuckled, very kind, gentle and approachable.

At this time, the young man was even more strange, and asked suspiciously: "Grandpa Lin, why am I just a fish?"

"You live well in the pond. ”

Lin Yi picked up the carving knife again, and said while carving: "The loach is ugly but can say festive words, the toad is very sloppy but funny, the snail is a gentle autistic, and the little crucian carp is your common favorite girl." “

"One day you heard that rivers, lakes and seas should be bigger and better. ”

So, you jumped out. ”

"And then?" the young man hurriedly asked.

Children who don't grow up like to listen to stories.

Lin Yi's cloudy old eyes narrowed a gap and said with a smile: "You, you have met beautiful dolphins, majestic beluga whales, and graceful tropical fish...... Yes, it's all good, it's just that occasionally I feel that the world is empty, and life is ...... It's salty. ”

"Empty, empty?" the young man was confused.

Lin Yi smiled and didn't say anything, just patted his head, and scolded with an angry smile: "It's almost noon, don't hurry back to eat, your father will come to teach you a lesson later." ”

"Oh......"

The young man scratched his head and returned to his home where the wood was burning.

It's just that

What he didn't notice at all was that the moment he was slapped on the head, there was a sword intent that filled the depths of his body, stirring up the three souls and six spirits.

"Actually, I'm also a fish......"

After a long time, Lin Yi muttered to himself and put down the carving knife and wood.

The vast starry sky is good.

can stay in a high place for a long time, and occasionally miss the wild and backward hometown, Lin Yi is a fish, a ...... A rotten fish that can't go home even if you want to.

"Hero, swordsman?"

Thinking of the vision of the talented young man, Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

He gave him what he wanted.

With Lin Yi's trace of sword intent possessed, as long as he picks up the sword in the future, he will definitely be a peerless genius, smiling proudly in the world, punishing evil and promoting good, it is not empty talk.

What if......

Many years later, he did not fight and try for the dream of his youth, but chose to inherit his father's business, support his family, and work in the fields all his life, so it also shows that the sword has nothing to do with him.

In fact, isn't that a different kind of life?

It's something that Lin Yi can't envy.

"Forty years. ”

Lin Yi carved a mark on the wall, which was his own calendar.

He knows

I only have 60 years of time left for myself.

Sixty years seems to be a long time, almost the life of an ordinary person, but for a monk, especially a monk like him, sixty years is just a blink of an eye, fleeting.

In the past 60 years, the strength has reached the point where he can snatch back his beloved wife Yang Huawu from the super power of the Freedom Realm......

I have to say, it's almost impossible.

You must know that now he is still only the thirteenth layer of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he has not broken through to the Transformation Stage for a long time.

"Come on......"

Lin Yi himself didn't know when he would be able to break through the indefinite transformation period.

His heart has long been silent in these years.

Gradually, Lin Yi understood a truth, the more anxious he is, the more difficult it becomes, instead of being overwhelmed by the burden on his shoulders, it is better to play Hongchen and laugh at the joys and sorrows of this world.

Taste, the bitterness in that tea.

"Grandpa Lin, I've eaten it!"

Not long after, the young man came again, as early as two years ago, he developed a habit of coming to Lin Yi's small shop after tea and dinner to observe Lin Yi's carving.

He didn't understand why.

It seems that once Grandpa Lin's carving knife falls, he will involuntarily immerse himself in it and can't extricate himself.

In the dark, there seemed to be something invisible and untouchable that attracted him.

Naturally, he will not know that in this world, there is a thing called meaning, if other monks see Lin Yi's carving knife action at this moment, they will be shocked, every move is full of infinite carelessness, taking a step is for the intention, carving a knife is for the intention, as if even the vicissitudes of life, the old and weak Lin Yi is also the intention.

"Hey, Grandpa Lin, who is this sister you carved, why haven't I seen it?"

The young man was surprised, in the past two years, this was the first time he had seen Lin Yi carving something he had never seen at all.

"She?"

Touching the thumb and wiping away the debris on the surface, Lin Yi chuckled and said, "Her name is Little Demon and she is a ...... Well, very good swordsman. ”