After getting her son's whereabouts from Wang Qun's mouth, the old woman said goodbye to Wang Qun, returned to the inn to ride the horse beast, embarked on the journey, and returned the same way.

When I got home half a month later, I saw that the courtyard was empty, and there was no more love for my son's voice and smile, so I was sad, cried for a while, stopped crying, and lay on the bed, day and night, I didn't think about tea and dinner, I couldn't sleep at night, and I opened my tears until dawn.

Sitting for a long time changes in physical condition. The healthy complexion is designed for a withered yellow, many wrinkles, a shocking forehead, and a lot of snow in the black hair.

There is also a sense of death around him, which is a symbol of his imminent life.

On this day, the moonlight shone through the window lattice, fell on the old woman's yellow face, regained a little vitality, raised her drowsy eyes, looked out, and sighed in her heart.

The moonlight must be good tonight.

On a whim, the old woman suddenly had a strong urge to step on the trail that she didn't know how many times she had accompanied her son, bathe in the moonlight, look up at the bright moon, and relive everything in the past of the mother and son.

At this thought, she moved, got up and got out of bed. The moment I landed, I suddenly felt dizzy, my hands and feet were weak, and I almost didn't fall to the ground.

At this time, there is no breakthrough in the Ning Dan realm, and it is not yet possible to turn the vitality into nutrition, and it is a miracle that he has been able to live until now after fasting for so long.

The old woman's body shook, her eyes showed obsession, as hard as iron stone, irreversible, her body trembled, walked to the chaimen, pushed it open, and came to the courtyard.

Although there is no one, in a trance, under the poplar tree, in front of the fence wall, around the well, it seems that everywhere you can't see your son's figure, everywhere you can't hear your son's laughter.

The old woman's dry eyes were moistened again, and the surrounding scene began to blur. Raise your hand and wipe away your tears with the sleeve of your robe.

It's been like this, but how can you see the bright moonlight?

Stabilizing her mind, the old woman crept through the farm as she had done with her son, without disturbing the sleep of chickens, ducks, cows and sheep, and walked out of the courtyard and on the road.

As he walked, he looked up at the full moon and the silver glow of the full moon fell, slightly removing the gloom in his eyes.

The mist is blowing in the face, making people energetic, light and light, with a sense of dust and no moonlight affecting the overhead. Gentle and considerate, unassuming, accompanied by your side, consistent, meticulous, like a mother's love.

The sound of trampling sounded, and the familiar figure walked through the white mist, stepped on the tortuous path that was often walked, and did not count the steps on the road, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a straight branch, leaned over to pick it up, broke and split the branches, brushed off the branches and leaves, made a crutch, and walked on a cane in the moonlight.

Before going to the stream first, the water is murmuring, in the clear water, the stones are scattered, washed all the year round, the edges and corners are missing, round, very lovely, the size is different, and it is distributed at the bottom of the stream that is not deep.

"Zhong'er, do you remember this place? That time my mother came to wash clothes, you picked up a stone, and threw it into the water, making it all over the water. You were only five years old that year, and you were naughty. ”

The old woman was on crutches, her eyes showed a touch of longing, tears were full again, and the moonlight fell on it, divided into seven colors, and the rainbow light was also like, which seemed to be a little dreamy.

The crutch was so strong that it seemed to hold his son's arm. Lu Zhong has been practicing martial arts all year round, and after he is fifteen or sixteen years old, the touch is very similar. Therefore, for a while, I had the illusion that my son was still alive and had not died.

Then to a cliff in front of the cave, the cave is everywhere, there are bushes dotted in front of it, several breaths are hidden, biased to rage, here the monsters are all asleep, only the birds and finches that inhabit the branches of the trees next to it, are startled by the sound of the old woman walking, panicked, flying and crying.

"Zhong'er, when you were fourteen years old, yes, a year after Qiling, you asked to hunt demon beasts alone, my mother agreed, and I didn't worry about it, so I followed, I couldn't help but make a move, and we were still angry. Silly boy, son and mother, what is there to be angry about. ”

The old woman's tears filled her eyes, overflowing, and a drop fell down, as if she was a little older, and a few strands of snow were added to her black hair.

In this way, the old woman walked along the path, walked through the forest, went around and around, visited the places where the mother and child were recorded one by one, watched with a cane, and whispered.

After going to seven or eight places, his head was full of black hair, and most of them turned snow-white, and his body was completely rickety, like an old woman, drooping old, and the candle was broken in the wind.

While looking, while saying, I don't know how many places I have been, how many old things I have recalled, walking to a certain place, exhausted, I can't walk anymore, there happens to be a bluestone next to it, smooth as a mirror, the old woman struggled to approach, fell down, barely lay on the stone, and then couldn't move.

At this time, her appearance changed greatly, her body was as thin as firewood, her ten fingers were curled, like chicken feet, her face was wrinkled, she was dozens of years old, fluffy snow was all over her head, where could she still find a black hair, her eyes were cloudy, and her mouth was shriveled.

The old woman's mouth opened, and there was a strange laughter, echoing in the forest, and the birds were frightened and fluttering. The laughter is crazy and gloomy, as if it comes from the Nine Hells, and when people hear it, they will be creepy, and the cool air will go straight to their hearts.

"Even if this heaven and earth have the form of my son, can it erase the impression left in my heart?"

"Is there really a difference between what you think in your heart and what you think in the world and what you keep alive? No, the virtual is the real, the real is the virtual, the virtual and the real are one, why be persistent. ”

"As long as my body is still alive, my soul is still there, and my thought will not be extinguished, my son will always remain in my heart, clearly alive, and how can I ever die. ”

"For Zhong'er, I want to live forever, and if anyone stops me, I will kill him. Heaven and earth will stop me, and I will tear it apart completely. We must see what evil intentions are hidden in heaven and earth. ”

"Tear it apart, heaven and earth. My vitality will evolve all things to make up for the lack of the world. ”

A series of thoughts hit the bottom of her heart like lightning, and the old woman laughed again, and rose up, and the sky fluctuated slightly, as if there was some kind of wonderful induction.

Magnificent blue light, descending from the nine heavens. Almost the whole land was covered, the fields changed, the woods disappeared, the valleys were erased, the fog dispersed, and even the silver moon that shone on the world disappeared.

Between the boundless heaven and the earth, there is nothing but the blue light. The light is not very strong, there is no need to close your eyes, but the old woman opens her eyes, and she can't see anything else except Qing, and even, everything is silent, and the whole world loses its voice.

Suddenly, there was a rattling sound in my ears, like a tree branch shaking. And the magnificent blue light also quickly converged.

The old woman waited for her eyes to see, and looked around, in all directions, there was a forest.

The ancient trees are towering to the sky, stretching endlessly, and the vast air is filled with them, telling the age of time.

When I looked up, what fell into my eyes was a huge unimaginable shade of trees, with branches and leaves, spreading out to cover the sky and the sun. The slender bisi hangs down, from the branches of a hundred zhang or even a thousand zhang, to the top of the old woman's head, on which there are hanging green beads, crystal clear, like a pearl, delicate to impeccable.

Just by looking at the beads, the old woman was exhausted, and the vitality in her body was repaired a lot.

At the same time, a trace of enlightenment came to her heart, and even if the old woman's heart was dead, she couldn't help but be shocked, and muttered to herself: "This is, Bodhi Ancient Tree?"