"What's going on?" Mao Mao looked at Lin Jie suspiciously, and then at Yang Yuxuan.

"If they can't get in, they don't have fate. Yang Yuxuan responded to him.

Mao Mao struggled to turn his head to look at the other people who were stopped outside the door, and turned his head to Yang Yuxuan and said: "As an elder in the family, and the time is not long, I should finally give an explanation to future generations, I can't say something unclear to make them worry about it in the future, choke in my arms, I have faith for life, and I have no regrets when I die." ”

Mao Mao finally expressed his dissatisfaction with Yang Yuxuan, perhaps blaming Yang Yuxuan for not returning, or blaming Yang Yuxuan for blocking the right of his children and grandchildren to know. Yang Yuxuan couldn't understand it, thinking of his kindness and coaxing Mao Mao when he left home, and thinking of Mao Mao's excited words and deeds when he first saw him in the hospital, all kinds of feelings came to his heart, and the enchantment suddenly dispersed.

"Maybe Maomao is more like a grandfather. Yang Yuxuan thought to himself.

Several other people walked into the room one after another, and when they saw Yang Yuxuan in a daze, they all kept quiet, and each found a good place to sit down. Mao Mao saw that Yang Yuxuan was in a daze, so she didn't bother him, and motioned to Yiluo to make tea.

"Please drink tea!" Yiluo's crisp voice pulled Yang Yuxuan back to reality.

Yang Yuxuan nodded in thanks, and Yiluo put the teacup in front of Yang Yuxuan and sat down next to his grandfather again.

"First, Da, Yi, Ji" Yang Yuxuan suddenly said word by word.

Yiluo and the others were confused, including Lin Jie, who didn't understand what he was talking about, but Mao Mao knew.

"Hou, Ke, Liu, Guang" Mao Mao responded, this is their family tree ranking, the juniors may have forgotten, but they must remember.

"In 1900, I was born in Nanqiao Village, Xinya City, China, my father Lin Xianze, mother Lin Xu, in 1918, I married Lin Xian'er in the same village, and gave birth to Lin Yisheng the following year, in 1939, Lin Yisheng married Zhang Xiaoxiao, the sister of his comrades-in-arms, and gave birth to Lin Jixing the following year, nicknamed Mao Mao. Yang Yuxuan turned his back to everyone and began his narration.

"Mao Mao was born on the first day of October 1940 in the lunar calendar, and there are eight out of seventy this year. Yang Yuxuan restored Lin Daguo's identity.

"Lin Jixing's fifteenth acceptance of the word: Hold up! is it right?" Yang Yuxuan turned to look at Mao Mao at this time and asked.

"Well, I am Lin Jixing, and my name is Lin Zhizheng. Lin Yixing's doubts suddenly dissipated, and he nodded and said with tears.

Yang Yuxuan raised his hand to stop Lin Jixing and the others from talking, and continued: "In 1955, when bandits were plagued in the mountainous areas of the southwest, the local militia responded to the call of the state and actively participated in the action of suppressing bandits. Although I was 55 years old at the time, I was still full of enthusiasm for defending the country and devoted myself to fighting away from home, but I couldn't imagine that time would never return......" Yang Yuxuan said, his tone became lower and lower, and his thinking gradually fell into the memory of the year, and the people present gradually saw his scene with his narration.

Everyone saw that Yang Yuxuan, who was 55 years old at the time, had a slightly older face, but his outline was still the same as it is now. I saw him put on a military uniform and tell his family about parting, the youngest grandson hugged his grandfather, and he was reluctant to give up, and his grandfather kept making promises to his grandson, and finally amused his grandson. Suddenly, there was a lot of noise outside, and the troops arrived, and under the auspices of the troop leader, they took a family photo, and then stepped onto the battlefield. Along the way, the villagers sent each other back and forth, reluctant to give up, and the Lin family also followed them all the way to the head of the village.

As soon as the picture turned, on the battlefield, everyone watching realized what cruelty is and what hell is. After experiencing all kinds of wars, in the blink of an eye, in the winter, Yang Yuxuan stepped on the ** in a mission, and the body that was blown up was shattered, and after the war, his comrades-in-arms tearfully collected his body and buried it nearby, erected a wooden tablet, and wrote: The Tomb of Lin Daguo. Seeing again, a wisp of spirit flew over the mountains and mountains, returned to Nanqiao Village, looked at the living people nostalgically, for a long time, and finally turned to look directly at the people present and left a sentence: "Born with roots, dead Angelica!" The picture was cut off.

"Jie'er, Xiang'er, and Luo'er have come to see the ancestors of the Lin family!" Mao Mao knew in his heart, although he was only 15 years old at the time, he still remembered the fragments that Yang Yuxuan recalled.

Lin Jie, his wife and Lin Yiluo also recognized the fact of this ancestor in their hearts, but they always felt a sense of cowardice in their hearts when they wanted to bow down. Look at each other, or absolutely abandon distracting thoughts and accept them wholeheartedly.

"Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin and Yiluo don't have to be like this, the cultivators stop at the three generations, let's just talk about this life, just call me Mr. Yang. Yang Yuxuan stopped them from kneeling, in fact, he knew that his fate in the Lin family was also here at Maomao's level. When the three of them heard this, they felt a little lonely in their hearts, and Yiluo opened his mouth and asked, "What is the three-generation relationship?

Yang Yuxuan looked at her and said gently: "You and the two people who entered the house today can each ask a question, is this yours?"

"Oh, no, you have to let me think about it. "Ilo adapts quickly, and she's not shy at all.

One person could only ask one question, which silenced everyone, and they were all thinking about what to ask. On the contrary, Mesarin, who had been silent, stood up at this moment, only to see her calmly come to Yang Yuxuan's side, and asked softly, "Sir: Can you ask for an immortal fate?"

"Where do you hear it?" Yang Yuxuan always felt that she was special, but she was ordinary after all.

"Since childhood, I have been curious about fantasy things, especially the legend of the Oriental immortals, some time ago, there was a video of Mr. Guan in Luhai and the fairy appearing, and now I see Mr., so I ask for it. ”

What happened in Luhai City a few days ago, people with good intentions uploaded relevant videos and triggered a series of conjectures, but in today's society, there are too many things like hype and arrangement, so people gradually lose interest, and there are too few people like Mesarin who believe in it.

"Immortal fate can be tolerated but not sought. It means that the immortal path only leads to the person who should be introduced, and people can only choose whether to accept the immortal fate and cannot obtain it by begging.

When Mesalyn heard this, she retreated with a gloomy expression.

"Zuzu, what I want to ask is: how can I be like you?" Iloh finally chose her question.

"When you are born, you live up to your life, and when you die, you will live up to this life, and after the many calamities in the world, you will be led by someone to preach. Yang Yuxuan taught her a different way.

After listening to it, Ilo seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he still said: "I will understand the meaning of this sentence well."

Lin Jie walked up to Yang Yuxuan and said, "It's been too long away from my homeland, I hope to ask Mr. for words." Lin Jie knows very well that this grandfather is very human, and he is here for his father, so his father doesn't have to ask anymore, and he can't ask for immortal fate, only to ask for words to return to his ancestors.

Yang Yuxuan looked at Mao Mao, and Mao Mao said: "I have been in another country for a long time, I have forgotten the rules, and I hope that my grandfather will be fulfilled." ”

"I give you the word Nanqiao, I hope you will not forget the roots of people in the future. Yang Yuxuan thought about it and said.

"Thank you, grandfather!" Lin Jie thanked him.

Yang Yuxuan didn't stop it this time, but after Mao Mao, it is also a fact that this dust relationship is destined to be broken, and if it is explained to Lin Jie and his wife, it will be redundant.

"It's getting late, I have something to do, I'll come back and listen to your plans. Yang Yuxuan said to Mao Mao, Mao Mao's eyes were red, and he was about to ask, but he was stopped by Yang Yuxuan's divine sense, it turned out that Yang Yuxuan sent him his thoughts and reasons, he had to close his eyes and listen, at the same time, Yang Yuxuan stepped out of the door and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The others saw that Yang Yuxuan was gone, and they didn't know what to do for a while, Mrs. Lin said: "I'll go and prepare a dinner, everyone take a rest, Brother Jie, you and Luo'er take good care of Dad." ”

Everyone nodded their heads and went in deep thought.

Yang Yuxuan's divine sense to Mao Maochuan told him two things, two choices, and one path. Two things: "First, the disease cannot be cured, but he has a way to cure it; second, death is not the end, but a new beginning, and in order to prove immortality and long-term vision, we must let go of life and death." Two choices: "First, abandon the practice of one lifetime and drag the crippled body to live for another ten years; A road: "Fallen leaves return to their roots." There was also an explanation of each article in the divine sense, and Yang Yuxuan gave him the choice.

In fact, Yang Yuxuan already had a choice for him in his heart, and he didn't want Lin Jixing to die outside.

After Yang Yuxuan went out, he pointed to Vivian, and after Vivian heard it, she stepped into the Victoria Cathedral.

Vivien's Cathedral is currently the largest and most luxurious church in California, and Vivien strode in, but the crowd and reverent crowd in the lobby still made Vivien a little stunned.

She remembered Yang Yuxuan's admonition, so she didn't plan to make trouble again, so she stopped and walked straight to the pastor along the middle path.

"I want to see the Holy Maiden Diana!"

The priest's silent state was interrupted by her, and he looked up with some annoyance: "Can you see the holy woman when you see him?"

"Where is the little girl, we are all waiting for the summons of the Holy Maiden, hurry up and go. The people in the lobby were also unanimous at this time, completely ignoring her beauty.

"How do I get summoned by the Holy Maiden?" Vivien was not angry, and shook the priest with a smile on her face.

The priest took her outstretched hand, good fellow, the heavy gold bar made him smile as well: "If you are a faithful believer, I can also help you pass the word, but whether the holy woman wants to see you or not, I can't be the master." ”

"I know this, you just say, I was sent by Mr. Yang to invite her. ”

"Well, I'm going to convey that God is with you. ”

Vivien smiled and sent him away, then waited in defiance of the others. At the same time, the others are also accustomed to the person who asks to see the holy woman every day, so they do not embarrass her much, but look forward to her being fated with God, so that they can borrow her to see the holy woman again.

"Does this little girl really say that Mr. Yang came with her?" Wang Yi jumped up happily when she heard this, but instantly recovered**.

"Yes, Lord Diana!"

"Solis, lead the way!" Wang Yi was very excited, because she didn't expect to be able to hear Gongzi again in this life.