Lin smiled dumbly, nodded, and said, "Yes, when my uncle earns it, I will marry my daughter-in-law." ”

Da Niu was about to speak, when his father called in the iron shop, Da Niu hurriedly responded, and said to Wang Lin with a bitter face: "Alas, I want to strike iron again." With that, he reluctantly returned to the blacksmith shop.

From the shop, there were a few words of reprimanding from the father of the big cow, Wang Lin took a sip of wine, and sat quietly at the door, at this time, the sky gradually drifted down a little snowflakes, slowly, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, and the first snow of the year, silently, fell from the sky.

The temperature cooled down all of a sudden.

The snowflakes hit Wang Lin's face, quickly melted into ice water, Wang Lin looked up at the dim sky, after a long time, he stretched out his right hand, and shook it casually, and suddenly the snowflakes around him instantly condensed.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and let go of his right hand, and the snowflakes immediately collapsed and fluttered around again.

This scene happened very quickly, and no pedestrians noticed the abnormality, and they just hurried away with their heads down.

As the sky darkened, there were fewer pedestrians, and eventually, there was no one left on the street, and even the shops around them closed their doors early because of the heavy snowfall, and no longer did business, but the family gathered around the stove to keep warm.

This kind of warmth, in addition to the body, also has the soul, the family is reunited, and that kind of warmth can drive away any cold.

Wang Lin's eyes gradually showed a declining color, and the coldness brought by the snowflakes was really insignificant to him, but at this time, he looked at the lights of the shops around him, and only his shop on the whole street was pitch black, and a trace of coldness suddenly rose in his heart.

This cold. Not any source of fire can be expelled. Not any supernatural spells can make up for it. This cold. It is the price of understanding heaven and earth. It is necessary to realize the place of life.

To become a god. First of all, we must turn mortal.

Can be turned into mortal. Easier said than done. In fact, it's not that simple. Wang Lin now. I realized Dugu. This loneliness. He knows it. You have to keep experiencing it.

Compared to this loneliness. A few years later. The people around him died one by one. It seems that the whole heaven and earth are the only ones who feel it. Compare that to this. That's true loneliness.

Wang Lin was silent. After a long time, he staggered to his feet. The whole person seems to be at this moment. Some are getting old. Slowly tidy up the chairs at the door. Back inside the store. Gently closed the door.

After a long time. A fire lit up inside the shop. Although it looks like the other shops around. But actually. This firelight. It's just appearances. There's something hidden inside. A deep loneliness.

Wang Lin sat by the fire, the shop was very warm, but his heart was getting colder and colder, and he was silent for a long time, Wang Lin took his storage bag, took out a statue from it, and put it beside him.

This statue is engraved with his father.

Looking at the statues, the coldness in Wang Lin's heart gradually decreased, and he took out the statues of his mother again, and then, one by one, the statues were taken out of the storage bag by him and placed around the stove.

There are boyfriends and daughters, old and young, all of whom are neighbors from the small village back then.

Looking at these statues, Wang Lin showed a smile, although this smile was full of a trace of satisfaction, but if anyone saw this smile at this time, they would feel that where this laughter was, it was clearly a silent cry.

The fire flickered, the light and shade were uncertain, reflected on the human face, and the same was true, and the reflection on those wood carvings was even more strange.

Gently picking up the statues one by one, Wang Lin's heart was cold, and gradually decreased, but although there was little loneliness, the sadness was heavy.

"Can't put it down...... I can't let go of ......" Wang Lin muttered to himself, when he cultivated immortals in his early years, he couldn't let go of his relatives, and even now, he still lets go.

However, this kind of emotion is different from back then, if you want to turn into a god, you must first turn into a mortal, if you really let go of family affection and let go of everything, then if you want to become mortal, it is simply impossible.

The reason why every monk in the god transformation period is powerful, in addition to his cultivation, is more important is that he has a very deep hidden emotion in his heart, and it is this emotion that can make them turn into mortals, so that through emotion, they can break through the Yuan Infant and reach the realm of transforming into gods.

It is precisely because of this obsession that Wang Lin did not encounter too many setbacks in transforming into mortals, but gradually felt the feeling of being mortal.

At this moment, he was immersed in the longing for his parents, quietly feeling this feeling, the spiritual power in his body once again rotated wildly, this rotation, gradually revealed out of the body, on top of all the wood carvings in the interior of this store, suddenly a trace of spiritual energy rose, and the spiritual power in Wang Lin's body fluctuated in the same way, quickly rotating.

Gradually, this spiritual power rotated faster and faster, revealing the store.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and as they landed on the roof of the shop, they also rotated, forming swirling snowflakes that slid quickly in all directions.

The snow fell more and more, and after a long time, Wang Lin gradually sobered up, and at the moment he was sober, a small half of the wood carvings on the shelves around him cracked and shattered.

Although this small half of the wood carving has been broken, the spiritual power that permeates it is heavier than before, and even the quality has been improved.

Wang Lin glanced at it and took a deep breath.

He stood up and pushed open the door of the shop, and a cold light blew in his face, mixed with countless colds

, Wang Lin looked up at the sky, and whispered flatly: "Turning into a god, I'm Wang Lin, yes!"

The snowflakes falling from the sky were bigger, and there was a thick layer piled up on the ground, at this time, the door of the blacksmith shop on the opposite side suddenly opened, and Da Niu and his father were about to go out, when they saw Wang Lin standing opposite, they couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then Da Niu ran a few steps, stepped on the snow, made a creaking sound, came to Wang Lin's side, and shouted: "Uncle Wang, do you know that we are coming." So saying, he went into the room and sat down by the fire.

Da Niu's father smiled and held a wooden basket and said to Wang Lin: "Brother Wang, aren't you busy?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Don't be busy, come in and talk." ”

Da Niu's father entered the room, looked at the wood carvings around him, and showed envy in his eyes, then put down the wooden basket in his hand, rubbed his hands, as if he wanted to say something, but he was embarrassed to speak.

At this time, Da Niu, who was sitting by the fire, saw the statues of Wang Lin's parents and relatives, and immediately snorted softly and said, "Uncle Wang, why have I never seen these statues, are they the ones that have been done recently?"

Wang Lin closed the door, sat aside, and said, "I did it before." ”

Da Niu looked at these statues intently and said, "Uncle Wang, who are the people engraved on these statues?"

Wang Lin showed a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and said slowly: "It's my relative." ”

Da Niu was stunned, so he didn't continue to ask, but quickly stood up, ran to the wooden basket, opened the lid, and saw three plates of delicate side dishes and two pots of fruit wine in it.

Wang Lin glanced at it, and looked at Da Niu's father with a smile, in the past three years, he has often interacted with each other, this is the first time he has seen this hearty man have the current scene, obviously he has something to ask for his help.

"Brother Zeng, just say something. Wang Lin said.

Da Niu's father hesitated, rubbed his hands, and said embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Da Niu looked at the small vegetables in the wooden basket, swallowed his saliva, and reached out to grab it inside, his father's eyes widened, and the frightened Da Niu quickly withdrew his hand, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just to borrow some silver, what is there to be embarrassed to say." ”

Da Niu's father turned red all of a sudden, and scolded: "Little rabbit, you are waiting to go home." ”

Da Niu stuck out his tongue and said to Wang Lin: "Uncle Wang, my father is embarrassed to say, let me say, my mother is going to take down the shop next to it and make the store bigger, but the money is not enough." ”

Da Niudi's father sighed, looked at Wang Lin, and said helplessly: "Brother Wang, your sister-in-law always says that our shop is small, so there are not many people who come to buy iron tools. ”

Wang Lin smiled and nodded, picked up the wine jug in the wooden basket, took a sip, and said, "How much?"

Da Niu's father hesitated for a moment and said, "His shop is quite large, and he has to pay for two years at a time, and he needs fifty taels of silver...... Kindness...... Thirty taels, thirty taels is enough. ”

Da Niu pouted and whispered: "Mother obviously said that it takes eighty taels ......" He didn't wait to speak, and was glared at by his father fiercely.

Wang Lin nodded, did not speak, but got up and went to the back room, where there was a large frame, which was full of gold and silver, Wang Lin casually picked up a piece of gold, returned to the shop, and put it in front of Da Niu's father.

When Da Niu's father saw the gold, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't need so much, brother Wang, you can take it back quickly, I only need to borrow thirty taels of silver." In his opinion, this gold, to say the least, is ten taels, which is more than what he needs.

Wang Lin picked up the wine jug and said with a smile: "Brother Zeng, this money is not borrowed from you, but my money to buy wine, from now on, one pot a day, your fruit wine is good, and the wine money for ten years is also worth it." ”

Da Niu's father hesitated, his face showed excitement, and said, "Brother Wang, this ......"

Da Niu rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, you can take it, Uncle Wang sells a wood carving, which is worth ten taels of gold." ”

Da Niu's father glared at Da Niu again, then took a deep breath, he picked up the wine jug, took a big sip of it, nodded and said: "Brother Wang, what ten or eight years, as long as you live here for one day, I will send you a pot every day." ”

Wang Lin chuckled, looking at the father and son in front of him, his heart gradually stopped being cold, and slowly had a trace of warmth.

That night, Da Niu's father drank a lot, and two pots of wine were obviously not enough, so Da Niu waited on the side until he brought the tenth pot.

In the end, Da Niu's father was drunk and collapsed, but he kept holding the gold tightly in his hand and was helped back by Da Niu.

Before leaving, Da Niu whispered to Wang Lin: "Uncle Wang, my family has a lot of wine, my father won't let me tell others, in fact, in my cellar, there are several large altars, all of which were left by the ancestors, and I heard that there are still a lot of buried under the ground, if my father didn't resolutely refuse to sell it, my mother wouldn't let him borrow money." ”――

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