Each person's body is made up of 120 trillion cells, each of which manages an extraordinarily complex functional system that is interconnected and interdependent to keep life running, the most complex system in the universe. When death comes, the system comes to an abrupt end, and a life ends there.

The birth of life is born by the mother, and the end of life is commonplace, all of this is just a cycle, not only human beings, but tens of thousands of trillions of creatures on the earth have to go through such a process, this process happens all the time, birth and death, it seems so ordinary that we have turned a blind eye to it, just like eating and sleeping, for granted.

What joy in life, and what sorrow in death!

Unless it is his own relatives, people who are concerned about him, come to or leave this world, they will leave so many traces in his heart, some of which will soon disappear, and some of which will be unforgettable.

Mordin doesn't think he's a particularly emotional person, his parents' impression in his mind is just a symbol, they are the ones who brought him into this world, in addition, when he was growing up, he occasionally thought of his parents, what they looked like, and why they left him. He thought it was always like this.

However, when he stood in front of his mother's tombstone, an inexplicable sadness suddenly came from the bottom of his heart, making him unable to help himself.

Here, a cold stone tablet replaces the image of the mother, and buried under this mound of earth is the bones that have been burned to ashes, and the life has been reduced to ashes, and what remains here is just another symbol, the symbol that represents the life that brought him into this world.

Yan Ran has already cried into a tearful person, and the pear blossoms bring rain. She was wearing a black trench coat with a small white flower pinned to her chest, which made her look more pretty.

This is a public cemetery behind Huanglong Mountain, where countless tombstones are erected on the hillside, silently stored in the cold wind of early spring.

There are only two brothers and sisters in the cemetery, this is a high-grade public fundraising, the management is very strict, no paper is allowed, no fireworks are allowed, and even, no sacrifices are allowed to be left, except for a bouquet of flowers with dew.

"Yan Ran!" called Mordin.

Since they don't know what name their mother gave them, maybe they don't have a name at all, so they can only keep their current name, if they have to take their father's surname, their father's name is Azha, and their legal name is Xuanming, which has no surname. Mother's name is Mo Ruyu, and the master named herself Mo Ding, the Mo family's people, which is also appropriate, but for her sister, you can't call her Mo Ran.

"Let's go!" he said, holding his sister's shoulder.

The two of them have been standing since 7 o'clock in the morning, more than two hours, Yan Ran has been crying, Mordin is worried not to make her cry to the body, he feels sorry for this sister.

"Can you find a picture of your mother?" Yan Ran looked up at him, his clear eyes were bloodshot.

"There should be one on Koko Island, I'll look for it. Mordin replied.

"You're going to that island, they've been trying to get you!" the sister worried.

"They just gave it back to them. Mordin said coldly.

"That's also dangerous, that time you injured someone's big disciple. "On the sea of the Chagos Archipelago, Mordin had a fight with Xuantong, a disciple of Sanqingguan, and as a result, Xuantong was kicked in the back by Mordin and passed out.

"I'll be careful. Mordin helped Yan Ran

and go down the hillside. His sister's legs trembled a little because of excessive grief, so he put his sister's hand on his shoulder, and his right hand went around behind her, holding her waist, and the brother and sister walked out of the cemetery.

The car stopped on the avenue outside the cemetery, and Mordin helped Yan Ran into the car, and he sat in the back seat with him, and the driver started the car and drove squeaking on the mountain road.

"Brother, aren't you going to continue college?" Yan Ran is still in Xiamen University, this is her last semester of college, she originally needed to study for 5 years of bachelor's and master's degrees, but because of her excellent grades, the school allowed her to graduate a year early.

"Not going!" Mordin shook his head.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Yan Ran's voice was a little hoarse, and she had to ask him in a low voice.

"I don't have any plans for the time being, I still have some money, don't worry about not being able to live, you don't have to worry. Mordin reassured.

"Otherwise, you go to my father's company to do things, in addition, Uncle Zhu also values you very much, if you don't dislike ......" Yan Ran knew that since the performance at the last kissing banquet, Yan's father and Zhu Shanguo were impressed by their brother, and they both expressed their importance to Yan Ran, hoping that he could join his company.

"Thank you for your father and Uncle Zhu for your kindness!" Mordin interrupted his sister. For the old Zhu family, because he learned at that confession meeting that Zhu Shanguo picked Yan Ran from his mother on the mountain road, his attitude also changed. He is a person who attaches great importance to repaying his gratitude, and for the old Zhu family, he thinks that he should abandon his previous suspicions and strive to find an opportunity to repay them.

"Yan Ran, the path I take with you may be a little different, you live your life with peace of mind, don't worry about me. ”

"Brother, what kind of path are you going to take, is it the same cultivation as your parents?" Yan Ran asked as he stared into Mordin's eyes.

They have been at the same table for three years, and they are close to each other, not so much a pair of little lovers, but a pair of brothers and sisters, and now that they have finally become brothers and sisters, Yan Ran feels that she has more reason to care about her brother's future.

"I want to figure out where I came from. ”

"Your background, aren't you my brother, we have the same parents!" Yan Ran looked at him suspiciously, her face showed a trace of anxiety, she thought that her brother was too sad, and her mind began to blur.

Men are different from women, women can cry when they encounter something sad, while men prefer to bury it in their hearts without catharsis.

"Yan Ran, I went to the place where my mother jumped off the cliff yesterday. I was thinking, why didn't my mother send you out with Uncle Zhu, who was passing by? She couldn't bear to jump off the cliff with her child in her arms, and the only possibility was that I had no hope of life at that time, so I couldn't have survived after my mother jumped off the cliff with me in her arms. Mordin didn't want to hide his thoughts from his sister, and he bluntly voiced his doubts.

"Maybe it's a miracle! Later, you were rescued by your master, Daoist Qingxu, it's not impossible. Yan Ran understood Mordin's true thoughts, but she still tried her best to comfort her brother.

"I believe that there is a possibility of this miracle, the little boy who was held in his mother's arms and jumped off the cliff survived, otherwise, there would not be that natural feeling of closeness between me and you. Mo Ding smiled at Yan Ran, when he said this, his face was slightly feverish, in fact, he was also very uncertain in his heart, if Yan Ran was not long

It's so beautiful, will this so-called natural intimacy still exist?

"He ......" Yan Ran was amused by his words, she grabbed Mordin's hand and held it tightly with both hands, "Brother, don't think about it, you will always be my own brother, we all have a common parent, if they are in the spirit of heaven, knowing that we are together again, we will be very happy." ”

"Yes...... Yes!" Mordin nodded yes.

The car drove out of the mountain road, and there was a highway in front of it, and Yan Ran was going to go up from this highway to Xiamen, and she would continue to attend classes tomorrow.

"Yan Ran, my brother won't accompany you, and the next time I sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival, I will take my mother's photo and accompany you to see my mother. Mordin beckoned to stop, he got out of the car, and said to Yan Ran.

"Okay brother, be careful!" Yan Ran admonished.

The car pulled onto the highway and went all the way.

Mordin stood there and watched Yan Ran leave, until he couldn't see her shadow anymore, and then turned back.

He walked up the mountain alone, time had no idea to him, he didn't need to go to school or work now, there was nothing important to do, now he was a real idler, so, walking up the mountain, you can relax, you can also enjoy the scenery on both sides of the mountain road, just what he wants.

Winter has just passed, and the weather is still cold. The mountain wind was still really chilling on his body, and he tightened his coat and put his hands in his pockets, enjoying this rare leisure.

"Shouldn't you consider finding a place to travel, go with a group, go with the flow, and experience the life of ordinary people? He thought to himself as he walked up a hill.

There was a man standing on the hill, and he stood in the middle of the road, blocking Mordin's path.

The man was wearing a black cloak, he was a middle-aged man, slightly fat, Mordin looked up and saw that this person he knew, it was Xuan Shan.

"Mordin, the master asked me to come to you, can you stop for a moment?"

Mordin met this person three years ago, when he volunteered to go to Taixuguan to volunteer and clean up in the garden for the sake of his master, Daoist Shui Qing, who was imprisoned under the Broken Nian Cliff.

"Daoist Shui Qingdao, what is the matter with him looking for me?" Mo Ding didn't understand what the old man was going to do with him after he let Daoist Shuiqing, his great-grandfather, run away three years ago.

"Listen to it yourself!" Hyun Sun pulled out a mobile phone, "This is the master's recording." He clicked on a recording file on his phone, and immediately, the hoarse and deep voice of Shui Qingdao Daoist came to Mordin's ears.

"Kid, thank you for what you did for me three years ago. I have a wish in my heart to put your parents' tablets back on the altar of Sanqingguan. However, there are still some people on this island who are suspicious of what happened back then. I just made a bet with my junior brother Daoist Shui Yuan, if you can stand in front of the Sanqingguan Hall before March 15th, no matter what way, on the top of that pillar, we will recognize you as the true disciple of Feng Kaizi's predecessors, and accept you into the Sanqingguan as the two equals of us.

Child, I didn't discuss this wish with you in advance, and if you refuse, I don't blame you, it's just that I'm old and want to see you again, and if I have the opportunity, that's the best!"

"Why does Shui Qingdao's temperament seem to have changed a lot?" asked Mordin, frowning.

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