Chapter Ninety-Five: The Old Immortal

Wind and rain dock, this is the closest place to the Infinite Abyss of the Flowing Jade Sect.

The Infinity Abyss is a mixed place, where there are all kinds of people, demons, ghosts, immortals, demons, and warriors.

Those who are there are either native-born natives or heinous sinners who have committed great wrongs and take refuge here.

And on the other side of the Infinite Abyss, it is even more terrifying, it is the hometown of ghost cultivation, the Netherworld!

A truly primitive world where the strong survive and the weak wait to die!

But in such a dangerous background, there is a small town in Fengyuwu, where the people live very peacefully, without wind and rain.

This is the shelter of the Nanling Immortal Dynasty.

In that town, there was a mortal fairy who refused to leave for a long time.

For Liu Daoshi, time flies so fast that she can't believe it.

Today is the last two days after Dongfang Huaiyin agreed with her to leave, and she finally broke her promise and failed to go back to teach the students on time.

The old couple came again today, Liu Daoshi was in charge of doing the work, the gray-haired old woman was in charge of cooking and stir-frying, and the white-haired old man was sitting on the threshold outside.

He held a black bamboo cigarette stick in his hand and inhaled it heavily, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog.

In fact, when Dongfang Huaiyin didn't come here, Liu Daoshi used to cook, but the old couple was worried that she would dislike it, so they went over here.

People are old and confused, after all, they are not as clean as the women's boudoir here.

Liu Daoshi added fuel to the fire while wiping the fine sweat on her forehead, and she became a little flower cat in a few clicks.

Today I killed another chicken, and the small kitchen was full of meat, and I could smell that the old woman was very good at cooking.

The old woman suddenly frowned and thought about it, and said, "Shishi, didn't prepare vegetarian dishes?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Daoshi came back to her senses, then nodded with a smirk.

She has been a little absent-minded for the past two days, and it is normal to forget some trivial things.

The old woman glanced at the dishes in the cauldron and urged, "Go quickly, go quickly." ”

Dongfang Huaiyin couldn't help this time, so he had to sit on the side.

She smiled and said, "I'll go." ”

Liu Daoshi has already rushed to go out, the vegetable field is not far away, but she will step on the mud if she goes.

Today, Dongfang Huaiyin changed into that skirt and a pair of clean shoes.

They all knew that this kind-hearted immortal was leaving, but they didn't ask.

After waiting for a while, the old woman seemed to think that something was missing, and after serving the food, she walked out the door.

"I'll pluck some shallots, old man, don't let the fire go out......"

When the white-haired old man wanted to stand up, Dongfang Huaiyin had already gone to the kitchen stove.

The woman in the skirt first scooped a scoop of water into the pot, and then sat down on a small bench in front of the stove.

The old man looked at it again, and continued to smoke the old cigarette stick in his hand, feeling uncomfortable.

The mother and daughter both went to the vegetable patch, and after a while they didn't come back, and they didn't know how much they were going to pick.

Dongfang Huaiyin was silent for a while, then said with a smile: "Uncle, suck less, and that wine, it hurts your body even more......"

The old man laughed dryly, he didn't intend to respond at first, but after thinking about it, he said, "Huaiyin baby, is there a chance to help Shishi?" ”

Dongfang Huaiyin shook his head directly, "I can't help." ”

There is no such thing as qualification, and some people are destined to not be able to cultivate, and they are destined to be mortals.

You can say that fate is unfair, but that's just the way it is.

The old man sighed, "That's ......"

After a while, he was still a little unwilling, and said tentatively: "Is there really no chance?" ”

The woman in the skirt was silent, not knowing how to answer.

Explain to him why? I'm afraid that the explanation can't be explained, and it will only make him more unwilling.

A few words of comfort?

Mortals have their own mortals' goodness, mortals have their own mortal happiness, and a peaceful and stable life is much better than being a god......

The woman in the skirt smiled bitterly, feeling that this comfort seemed even worse, so she didn't think about it anymore.

On the contrary, the white-haired old man suddenly smiled and said, "If there is a good-looking man...... No, just be well-behaved, remember to introduce the introduction, and the poems are not small. ”

Dongfang Huaiyin didn't reply, but hesitated: "Uncle, your body ......"

She sighed softly before she could say this, "I can't help your body." ”

The old man knocked on the cigarette stick, and said unconcernedly: "I can still stand until Shishi gets married, don't worry." ”

The woman in the skirt wanted to speak and stopped.

The old man seemed to be able to see through what she was thinking, and smiled calmly, "I know my body, you said quit smoking and drinking?" Hehe, it's all up to those things, quit, I'm afraid it won't last a few days, right? ”

"I should have died." He smiled and shook his head.

The woman in the skirt sighed again, which is why she came here in the first place.

The state of this old man is too strange, the loess buried to the neck is considered light, if there is really black and white impermanence, he will come to knock on the door during the day.

Yang Shou has long been exhausted, and Yin Qi is lingering.

Dongfang Huaiyin added another handful of firewood, didn't dare to look at the old man, and said, "Uncle, even if I meet a suitable man, I can't introduce her to ......"

This old man hangs all by breath, and when that breath is gone, the person is gone.

And Liu Daoshi, who has not yet married a family, is his heart knot, right?

What parent doesn't want to watch their children get ahead and start a family? A full house of children and grandchildren is still too unrealistic for the current old couple......

The old man was silent for a moment, then glanced out.

After spring, the earth is full of life, there are fewer flowers, there is more hope, and people are looking forward to the autumn harvest.

The white-haired old man's cloudy eyes suddenly moved, and his thoughts flew back.

In the distance, a toddler old woman walked slowly, followed by a woman in cloth, and the two said something with a smile, but they couldn't hear it clearly.

The old man turned back to half of his body, and finally dared to speak, and said in a low voice: "Huaiyin baby, we used to have a son, but unfortunately he died at a few years old, and later, ah, when he was about to despair, he only had a ...... of rice poetry"

"But we're too old, too old for this silly girl to marry."

The daughter who marries out is the water that is spilled, and it is okay to be close, but it is difficult to see each other from afar.

It's also about seeing one side and less side.

The woman in the skirt nodded deeply, "I know, I know, family affection is like this, tangible bonds, flesh and blood care." ”

The old man fumbled for a while, and pulled out a small flask, the cigarette which did not seem to give him the strength to say these words.

After he took two sips, his pale face became a little angry and a little ruddy.

"It's old, it's old...... In fact, I don't have too much to worry about the old man, after all, the person I like also likes me, and the person I like also likes me, she is all white with me, how can there be anything to worry about? ”

Dongfang Huaiyin was slightly moved, and looked at the gray-haired old woman in the distance.

The old man continued: "I should have died, but how dare I...... What will she do if I die? ”

His expression was calm, his eyes were even calmer, and when he said these words, there was not a trace of waves.

And the woman with a beautiful face had trembling eyes, was she the one who was hanging?

What kind of love can make him overcome death? Even if it's only a few years of victory, it's death, mortals will die when they reach age, this is an irreversible law.

The old woman finally walked here, and the abnormal look on Dongfang Huaiyin's face disappeared.

The white-headed old man was still sitting, giving way to her slightly.

The old woman came in and saw the woman in the skirt in front of the stove door, turned around and scolded angrily: "You old immortal, didn't you let you look at the fire?" How did you let Huaiyin Baby go? ”

The white-headed old man was still like a wooden man, but he was smiling and did not answer.

It's really the same as she said, old and immortal.

The old woman raised her leg and kicked him gently, and went in to continue stir-frying......

"Sister Huaiyin...... Will you ever come back? ”

The woman in the skirt was silent.

Liu Daoshi nodded a little disappointedly, and it didn't take long for her to smile and say, "It turns out that Sister Huaiyin is still a teacher?" Female master, this is amazing! ”

Dongfang Huaiyin was still silent, holding a thousand words in his heart, unable to say a word.

Liu Daoshi went over to help her brush her hair, and said with envy in her eyes: "Such a good fairy, who should be blessed to marry home?" ”

Dongfang Huaiyin finally spoke, waved his hand behind the cloth-clothed woman, and said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, I'm leaving." ”

The old woman nodded, her original wrinkled face, and she burst into a smile at this time, "Huaiyin baby, come and see me often!" ”

The white-haired old man was still sitting on the threshold, sipping on the old cigarette stick.

After the old woman turned around and scolded the old immortal, he stood up, "I have time to read the poems." ”

The old woman said angrily: "You are a dirty thing, or don't talk, that is, we don't deserve her to come back and see it?" ”

The old man sat back on the threshold slowly.

Dongfang Huaiyin smiled bitterly, she spent a lot of money when she came, otherwise with her strength, it would take several months to come here from the academy, and she didn't know how long it would take to go back and forth.

When I go back this time, I'm afraid I still ask my husband to pick it up, otherwise those students will wait for a month, won't it be the other day?

"Let's go, let's go, let's ......," the woman in the skirt waved her hand and left.

After leaving the town, Dongfang Huaiyin sighed.

"I don't know when the next time will come, and I don't know if they're all still ......"

Before she left, she asked her husband to write a few words, but her husband said that it would not help much, and I was afraid it would be useless......

"The old immortal must die first."

"Why?"

"Haha, you haven't seen him cry when he was young, but it's funny."

At that time, the woman in the skirt looked puzzled.

The old woman sighed softly, "If I die first...... How sad must he be? ”

The woman in the skirt was holding a book in her hand, but her mind was not on the book, but she remembered the conversation with Liu Daoshi's mother.

She chuckled and closed the book.

It's a romance novel that I bought casually under the mountain.,I used to walk the rivers and lakes.,She would buy some books.,There are a lot of such books.。

But she was not interested after reading two pages.

This only female master in the world always likes to tell some mortal family stories when she lectures, which makes people sad and empathetic.

I've seen and even heard a lot of love stories before, but this trip to the wind and rain dock really made her a little puzzled by the word love.

Can that power be compared to family affection?

Dongfang Huaiyin thought about it, opened the book again, and stuffed a leaf into it, so that it would be easy to find next time he looked through it.

The footsteps of the woman in the skirt are still not fast, but in the eyes of the cultivators, one step is dozens of miles at that time!

If her husband wants to come to pick her up, he also needs to go out of the Nanling Immortal Dynasty, otherwise it will be an offense.

Rumble......

Dongfang Huaiyin suddenly stopped, closed the romance novel again, and looked at the fireworks blooming in the north.

At such a distance, she could still see clearly.

When the fireworks exploded, it was not only sparks that splashed inside, but also several figures.

She loved to do good deeds, and she wanted to see it, so she went.