Chapter 9: The Earthquake of the Heavens
At this time, Liu Bei was worried about the old man's illness, pacing back and forth in the courtyard alone, and suddenly heard the old lady's shout.
He hurriedly rushed into the room. He knelt down in front of the old lady and called out to his mother.
"Bei'er, the old body is not long dead, can you put on red makeup before you leave for the old body to see?" said the old lady weakly.
Liu Bei was stunned when he heard this, could it be that the old lady had already discovered that she was a daughter?
Seeing that he didn't squeak, the old lady said slowly: "You can't hide it from me, although the old body is old, but the old body is not dazzled, the old body has long known that you are a daughter! Now that I have little time, the only regret is that I want to see if you can satisfy the wish of the old body with red makeup." ”
Qin Ni's heart suddenly understood, and smiled bitterly, she is also a woman, she has been together day and night for so many years, how can she not be discovered by the old lady.
So, Qin Ni was also relieved, and didn't bring her own clothes, so she hurriedly went to get a set of Zi Yan's clothes to change into, and returned to the old lady's room again.
I saw a woman walking slowly, wearing a purple dress, with a graceful figure, without any pink on her face, and no blemishes on her skin, like a lotus flower that had just come out of the water.
"Qin Ni, I've seen my mother!"
"Good, good, good!" the old lady turned her head with difficulty and laughed, "Hahaha..."
As soon as the old lady's laughter stopped, her smile was fixed at this moment, and her eyes slowly closed, and she must be lying on the bed without moving.
Qin Ni stretched out her hand to feel her breath and pulse, and there was still some residual warmth in her body, but there was no sign of life anymore, and her heart suddenly emptied.
Qin Ni thought that although she had this peerless appearance, she was not treated by her family, and she wanted to kill her, but fortunately, her deceased husband Liu Bei rescued her, but she went before her.
Later, he got the grace of the old lady to take him in, and he took it under his knees, regarded it as his own, and now he has passed away.
In this world, except for Zi Yan, I am afraid that there is no one who is truly good to him, Qin Ni's tears instantly poured down like a flood that burst the embankment.
At this time, Zi Yan came back from boiling medicine in the kitchen, and when she saw this scene, the bowl of medicine in her hand fell to the ground with a snap, and she hurriedly ran to the bed, and her tears fell down without obeying.
The next day, the news of the old lady's death had spread throughout Lousang Village. Under the joint efforts of the big guys, the old lady was buried in the back mountain.
Qin Ni and Zi Yan wore linen and filial piety, and kept their spirits for 7749 days, and they were very sad.
Qin Ni has no mother since she was a child, and the old lady treats her like her own, making her feel the warmth of maternal love, and now, how can she not be sad!
The deceased is gone, life has to go on, and Qin Ni and the others slowly came out of their grief.
On weekdays, I still knit some straw sandals and practice swords, and half a year has passed.
One day, it was the height of summer, Liu Bei practiced swords under the big mulberry tree, and the heat was unbearable, so he ran to rest under the tree, and fell asleep against the tree for a while.
When his consciousness was hazy, as if he heard someone shouting, he suddenly opened his eyes, only to find himself in a dense forest.
Liu Bei was walking in the forest full of doubts, it was the height of summer, although there was a trace of shade in the forest, but it was still very hot.
Wiping half of the sweat on his face, Liu Bei felt that his throat was a little thirsty, and he glanced at the beads of sweat in his hands with some disgust, hesitated for a moment, and licked his palm without wasting it.
"Bah, bah!" was salty, and immediately felt even thirstier.
Liu Bei looked around for a day, wanting to find someone to ask what kind of place this was, why did he appear in this place?
But he found that there was no figure except himself, so he began to walk in one direction, preparing to get out of the forest first.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, and it felt like he had been walking for days, but it was never dark, and he kept going, but he felt that his mouth was dry, and the road ahead was long, as if there was no end.
Suddenly, he found that under a big tree not far in front of him, there was a person, and Liu Bei ran over ecstatically.
I saw that the man had his hair scattered, his head bowed, and he was dressed in rags and sackcloth, sitting on the ground, with a delicate bowl in front of him.
This bowl, Liu Bei doesn't know, Qin Ni must know, this is a bowl.
The bowl is a vessel for holding rice and water, but this bowl is very exquisite, it is a lacquered vessel, the inside is bright vermilion red lacquer, the outside is noble black lacquer, and the red lacquer is painted with moire, black and red is the color of the identity person.
The man, who was tattered and dirty, yet had such a beautiful and precious bowl, was in stark contrast to the spotless bowl in front of him.
The bowl was empty, and the man stared at it, motionless, thoughtful!
The two stayed quietly for more than ten minutes.
"Do you know what this is?" the man asked first!
Liu Bei has been at home for most of the year, and he hasn't talked to others much, when he suddenly came up with such a crepe sentence, he was a little uncomfortable, and replied, "Contemptible people are not talented, I don't know what this is, I hope Mr. will not hesitate to give advice!"
The man smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Zhou Yi has gossip, Qiansanlian, Kun Liuxuan, Zhenyangyu, Gen Covering Bowl, Lizhongxu, Kanzhongman, Dushangshang, and Xunxia. ”
Liu Bei listened as if he didn't understand.
"Zhou Wen Wang Jichang not only wrote hexagrams and epigrams, but also created the utensils represented by each hexagram of this gossip. The man sighed lightly and rubbed his fingers against the lacquer bowl in his palm, "This is the Zhen Yang Bowl." ”
"Zhen Yangyu?" Liu Bei repeated puzzled.
"The hexagram of the vibrating hexagram looks like a bowl that is being put upright. As soon as the hexagram came out, it was the foundation of the country......" The man said while holding the Zhenyang bowl and preparing to get up, probably because he had been sitting on the ground for too long, he didn't stand firmly, the bowl in his hand was not held, it fell to the ground, and rolled in front of Liu Bei.
Liu Bei picked up the Zhenyang Bowl on the ground, stepped forward to help the man and asked, "You... Are you alright?"
Liu Bei was about to return this Zhenyang bowl to the man, but suddenly felt a sinking in his hand, he looked down and saw that a bowl of water appeared out of thin air in the bowl.
Liu Bei was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while, this lacquer bowl was obviously empty when it was in the man's hand just now, why was he filled with water just after picking it up!
The man smiled knowingly, glanced at the Zhenyang Bowl in his hand, and sighed: "Be kind to this thing, don't let it fall to the ground and shake it again." ”
Liu Bei was still in shock, and when he wanted to ask what was going on, the man had already disappeared.
Liu Bei was already hungry and thirsty, so he drank all the water in the bowl, which was sweet and moistened his throat.
And when he didn't have a drop left, a bowl of water appeared in the bowl out of thin air, Liu Bei drank it all again, and another bowl of water appeared in the bowl.
After repeating this seven times, Liu Bei glanced at the bowl with satisfaction, and then, it actually fell into his palm at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Liu Bei watched it sink into it with some horror, and then grabbed the bowl with his hand, trying to stop it from falling, but no matter how hard he tried, it still fell into it little by little, and couldn't stop it in the slightest.
In the end, the shaking bowl disappeared completely.
Liu Bei was still shocked by what happened just now, and suddenly a few drops of water hit his smooth cheeks, and on his eyes, there were crown-shaped splashes, which hurt a little.
Liu Bei subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes dimly, he found that it was already raining in the sky, and he was leaning against the big mulberry tree.