Nie Mu was slightly stunned, and cloudy old tears rolled down from the dark and godless eyes: "I expected this day, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly." Dao Chief, what is the matter with my poor child, dead or alive?"

The master pondered for a moment, did not hide it, and said bluntly: "The old good man relaxes, Nie Lang is still alive, but he is raising water to do evil and break into the catastrophe of the crime that cannot be punished, and the down-and-out immortal wants to cut it, and the poor Dao is grateful for his filial piety, and the people in my Dao often have a compassionate heart, so I try to protect his life." But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living sin cannot be escaped. This time I brought him back to see the old good man, and I will cross him to be punished. ”

Nie's mother cried even more sadly when she heard the master say this, but she was relieved that as long as her son was alive, it was the best news for her. After crying for a while, Nie's mother choked up and said, "Thank you Dao Chang for taking pity on Nie Lang and saving his life, but where is my son now?"

The master patted Nie Mu's skinny hands, and said with a smile: "The old good man is polite, and the poor Dao will let Nie Lang talk to you." As he spoke, he took off the wine gourd that sealed the black Jiao from his waist and handed it to Nie Mu and said, "Ling Lang has turned into a dragon, and it is inconvenient to show up to see him, so the Luo Luo Immortal sealed him in this gourd. Although you can't see others, you can hear his voice, and if you have anything to say, you mother and son will talk about it in detail. ”

Nie's mother trembled and took the wine gourd handed over by the master, holding the gourd and tears couldn't stop staying.

Seeing this, the master retreated from the side of the bed, he was not worried that Nie's mother would let Hei Jiao go, after all, Luo Luo Xian had already cast a spell on the gourd, and it was impossible for ordinary people to break the spell and let Hei Jiao go.

"Son, are you really in this gourd?" Nie Mu's thin hands kept rubbing the wine gourd, her face full of anticipation.

"Mother......" There was a choked voice from the gourd.

"It's really my son!" Hearing this voice that she thought about day and night, Nie's mother was overjoyed, and tears burst out of her eyes like a flooding river. A sickly flush rose on his originally sallow face, and his spirit seemed to have improved a lot, and even his obscure eyes became clear and translucent.

"Son, my hard-working son!" Nie's mother held the wine gourd in front of her, her face pressed against it, and tears kept rolling down her eyes.

"Mother, don't cry, it's good to cry your eyes!" Nie Lang heard his mother's cry, and his heart suddenly twisted like a knife.

"Mother's eyes were already crying blind when you left, and fortunately you came home to see me today, if it was a few more days later, you wouldn't be able to see me. Nie's mother choked up and said, even if Aunt Zhang didn't say anything about her illness, she knew it.

"No, mother, don't talk nonsense, your illness will be cured, and you will definitely live a long life! You have to wait for me to come back, I haven't finished my filial piety to you!" Nie Lang cried. For him, his mother is everything to him, the strength that supports him to live. He is willing to do anything for his mother, even if it is for his life, he will not hesitate. If his mother dies, he will also lose the meaning of life.

"Son, my mother knows that you are filial, but birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and there is no reason for my mother to be immortal. Weiniang knew that her limit was approaching, so she could see my son before she died, and she fulfilled her mother's wish. Nie's mother is not afraid of death, but seems extraordinarily calm, I thought that I would see my son indefinitely in this life, but I didn't expect to see my longing son before he died, this is obviously God's greatest favor for herself, what else is there to regret.

"Mother, ......" Hearing his mother say this, Nie Lang was already speechless, choked up and didn't know what to say.

Nie's mother stroked the wine gourd lovingly, as if she was stroking her son's head, and said in a deep voice: "Son, since you have committed a sin and the Taoist Chief's mercy has saved your life, you must meditate on it in the future, sincerely repent, do good deeds and accumulate virtue to forgive his sins, and never let down the Daoist's life-saving grace." ”

"Mother, don't worry, the child knows that he has made a terrible mistake, and even if he dies, he will not be able to forgive his sins. The old fairy has mercy on me and saves me. I will certainly not disappoint his deep kindness, and after that, I will guard the Seven Star Jar, and I will definitely repent quietly, and take it as my responsibility to protect the people of this side, so as to reduce my own sins. Nie Lang said firmly, he was deeply grateful for Hua Zi's life-saving grace.

"Knowing that mistakes can be changed, knowing kindness and retribution, this is the good son of my Nie family!" Nie's mother nodded with satisfaction, her expression gradually became a little dim, and her voice became more and more weak.

"Mother...... Mother...... What's wrong with you......" Nie Lang noticed that something was wrong with his mother, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Mother is dying, son, don't be sad for your mother, I can still see you before I die, even if I die, I have no regrets. From now on, you must be a good man, even if you can't be a man, you must be a good dragon that is beneficial to the people. Don't do evil in Xingshui. Otherwise, even if God doesn't punish you, I won't forgive you. Nie Mu's eyes became a little distant, and her face gradually lost its color.

"Mother, listen to you, wake up, don't sleep. Don't leave the baby behind!" Nie Lang cried, trying to wake up his mother. But Nie Mu could no longer hear his voice, her eyes slowly closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mother is gone, and she walks peacefully. Didn't take away a trace of sadness, didn't leave a trace of regret.

Maybe she can see her son at last, which has made her very relieved......

There is nothing more painful in life than this, even if Hua Zi is used to seeing birth, old age, sickness, death and death, he can't help but be moved.

He sighed slightly, walked to the bed and tidied up Nie's mother's remains, and said in a deep voice: "Nie Lang, you don't have to be sad, although Ling Mu is gone, she has a smile on her face, I believe she must leave without pain or regret." You must cheer up and don't let down Ling's mother's heart. ”

"Mother......" Nie Lang shouted heartbreakingly, his voice full of endless pain and sorrow......

The sky suddenly began to rain, as if it was the same sadness as Nie Lang's heart.

Hu Yan patted Ziling, who was already crying on his shoulder, and looked up at the gloomy sky outside the house like an old woman's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a trace of sentimentality in his heart.

The saddest thing in life is birth, old age, sickness and death, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go.

Who can always be young? Who can live forever? Time can't escape the encroachment of time, and everyone can't escape the long years.

A lot of things, a lot of people, you close and I appear, the joy and sorrow are only in the morning and evening, in an instant, the moment you turn around, the prosperity becomes empty, lonely and silent. The green mountains are not old, and the white clouds come and go.

The son wants to raise but the parent is not there, which is so helpless and sad. Nie Lang is a filial son, when Nie's mother was alive, he must have been blessed, although his family was poor, but his mother and son lived a filial life, which must be enviable. Therefore, Nie's mother left with a smile when she died. No sorrow, no regrets......

Nie Lang's sadness, Hu Yan deeply understood, he wanted to go up and persuade Nie Lang, but in the end he gave up.

Everyone understands the truth of the deceased, but it is not easy to do, not to mention that Nie's mother has just passed away at this moment, which is the saddest time for Nie Lang. It's better to let him cry to his heart's content. Maybe after the pain and crying, he can come out of this sadness.

"This day has changed faster than turning a book, and it has just been blue and white, and it will rain after a while!" At this moment, Aunt Zhang muttered and pushed the door in, but saw that everyone was sad, and suddenly said with a sinking face: "What's wrong with you......?"

During the Ziling period, Ai Ai cried: "Aunt Nie, she ...... She passed away......"

"What!?" Aunt Zhang was suddenly startled, and the basket on her arm rolled to the ground with a clatter, and the dishes inside shattered.

"Sister Nie, are you ...... Why did you leave like this......" After a while, Aunt Zhang recovered from her shock, and immediately rushed into the house crying, threw herself in front of Nie's mother's bed and howled: "Why is the master so blind-eyed this day, good people don't pay for their lives, and bad people live for a thousand years." Who is this family recruiting, who is messing with whom......"

Aunt Zhang's crying added fuel to the fire, and Nie Lang and Ziling cried even more.

Fortunately, before Aunt Zhang entered the house, the master had already hung the wine gourd on his belt and received the spell of transmitting the sound, and Aunt Zhang couldn't hear Nie Lang's cry, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

After everyone cried for a while, the master sighed and said, "Aunt Zhang, I'm afraid I will have to trouble you about Nie Lang's mother's funeral." As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, handed them to Aunt Zhang, and said, "Poor Dao has only a few taels of silver on him, you can accept it, buy a coffin for the old good man, and bury it." ”

Aunt Zhang pushed the master and handed over the silver and said, "I have received it in your heart, old fairy, but I can't accept this money." Sister Nie is a person in our village, she is kind on weekdays, and we have to take care of her, some time ago, there was a big drought, there was no rice and no food at home, and the eldest sister sent money and rice, saving a village. Later, Nie Lang turned into a dragon, moistened our area, alleviated the drought, and we finally survived and lived a good life. Now that Nie Lang is not here, the eldest sister has passed away again, so we have to take care of the eldest sister's funeral for Nie Lang. ”

Seeing that Aunt Zhang said firmly, the master was not hypocritical, and after collecting the money, he said: "Since this is the case, then the poor way will chant for the old good man, so that she will be born in heaven, enjoy eternal happiness, and not fall into the land of hell." ”

Aunt Zhang nodded with teary eyes: "There is an old immortal who personally recites the scriptures, which is naturally excellent." I thanked the old fairy for Nie Lang first. ”

The master waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, this is as it should be!"

After arranging Nie's mother's funeral, the villagers spontaneously came to see her off. The master also fulfilled his promise, personally chanting the scriptures, although the Jiao prayer, chanting the excess, are all done by the people outside the Qingyuan Palace, but the master also knows a lot, the "Taishang Daojun said to solve the grievances and pull out the sin", "Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure to save the suffering Sutra", "Breaking Hell", "Ten Kings Confession", "Taishang Qingxuan Compassion Taiyi Saving the Suffering Tianzun Treasure Confession", "Blood Lake Confession", "Congenital Hu Food Refining Secret Branch" and other mantras I don't know how many times. Until Nie's mother is buried.