Chapter 23: Dying
Xi Yu rushed back with a full load, and the person he wanted to see was dying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When Xi Yu returned to the village, the village was very lively, everyone gathered around the entrance of the village, he saw that several old people who were selected by the immortal family that day came back safe and sound, and he was happy, thinking that the old man was back.
Dressed in tattered strips of cloth hanging, wrapped around a straw skirt, he didn't feel ashamed, he greeted people with a smile on his face, and dragged a full basket behind him to pant and pant all the way.
Just as he was about to slip back to his house from the crowd with his head bored, his Uncle Huzi suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, his head bowed, and he was silent.
Xi Yu raised his dirty face, rubbed the ash on his nose, hehe sneered, his eyes rolled around, and he wanted to fool himself into going up the mountain without permission, but he couldn't hide the smugness on his face, and deliberately turned sideways, revealing the pile of old and tall baskets, on which were only conspicuous wild ginseng.
He didn't notice the dark clouds between the eyebrows of the big man in front of him, he smiled with a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to say something, he heard an old voice.
"Huzi, let him go. The old man walked over, trembling, no longer tough, and his voice was very low, "Let him go." ā
Xi Yu was shocked when he saw that his Uncle Huzi heard this, and got out of the way, but somehow, his breathing was tight, and then he snorted, pretending to be calm: "Isn't it just going up the mountain, there's no need for this......"
The two didn't reply, Xi Yu missed the body and walked to the door, muttering "strange" in a low voice, and suddenly wanted to see his grandfather as soon as possible, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
"Grandpa, I'm back! Look what I've brought back today......
Xi Yu dragged the basket in a hurry, and before he entered the door, he shouted at the top of his voice, happily, wanting to brag in front of Old Man Xi.
Just what he saw in front of him, he was stunned, his hand let go of the basket that had been held very tightly, the old man Xi was lying on the bed with a bloodless face, angry like a gossamer, there were several people in the room, but he didn't see it clearly.
"Stinky boy, are you back?" Old man Xi heard his grandson's voice, but he didn't get up, and scolded with a smile as usual: "In the few days I was away, where did I go crazy...... Ahem. ā
It's just that in the end, he suddenly coughed heavily, his face was flushed sickly, and the palms of his lips were oozing blood, without reproach, he looked at Xi Yu quietly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Xi Yu rushed over, the basket fell to the ground, and the contents rolled out, he knelt on the edge of Old Man Xi's bed, helpless, grabbed Old Man Xi's slightly cool hand, his voice trembled, and asked, "Grandpa, ...... What's wrong with you?"
Old man Xi held his grandson's hand, his eyes, which were better than young people on weekdays, were covered with a layer of muddy white, and it took a long time to see the embarrassed appearance of his grandson in front of him, and he smiled and said softly: "It's nothing, when the time comes, God will take me in." ā
"Grandpa, are you sick, let's treat it, don't say frustrating words to scare me, yes, treat, I'll go and ask the doctor to come......" Xi Yu was very anxious, he didn't know what was going on, his mind was blank, he panicked, and he was trying to help Grandpa take his pulse, and when he suddenly said "doctor", his eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and he wanted to get up and run out of the house.
Old man Xi pulled his hand back and said softly, "Your grandfather and I are doctors." ā
"Yes, yes, yes, grandpa, you are the best doctor, the year before last, the second baby in the neighboring village couldn't get rid of the back sores, and any famous doctor in the city couldn't look down on it, you were cured at once, and you should take a look for yourself." ā
Xi Yu panicked, shook Grandpa's hand, and suddenly thought of something, and crawled to pick up several medicinal herbs from the ground, and brought them back to Old Man Xi, who originally wanted to show off, but now he trembled slightly, muttering to himself: "I have collected a lot of medicines, there must be something that can save you, there must be." ā
Old man Xi's eyes were calm, and he reached out to caress the top of his grandson's head, so that Xi Yu gradually calmed down, "There is a saying that doctors don't heal themselves, and I know my body best." ā
Xi Yu's eyes were red, his nose was sour, and he was about to shed tears.
"If you dare to shed a tear, you won't send me away, and I won't recognize you if I do a ghost spring. ā
He stared at Xi Yu, his blush spread on his cheeks, and he suddenly looked radiant, as if he was just drunk before, but anyone else could see that it was a return to the light, and he snorted coldly, but his eyes were full of pampering, and he said lightly like the most ordinary little thing.
"At my current age, I have long been a half-cut person, and now the end is approaching, there is no need to be sad, leave it for the future. I have been wandering away from my hometown for most of my life, going around and around, and I never thought that I would live a long life.
I am old and yellow, I am leisurely and everything, only an inch of light, how much I am busy in this life, but I have regrets, leaving you alone in the world, and I can't see the day when you marry a wife and have children. ā
When Xi Yu heard this, he bit his lip tightly, his teeth were bleeding, and his mouth was full of scarlet sweetness, his eyes were confused, and his body trembled, but he didn't cry.
A casual snow-like young man's heart was clouded with a lingering haze, and the big hand that was rough and warm was cold little by little, and the medicine picker who had escaped death had a great and real fear of death for the first time.
There are villagers in the house crying, the old man Xi took the little Xi Yu who was still babbling, the orphans and the old and the young came to the village to settle down, open the door to save people, do not take a penny, the land of poor mountains and bad waters, the mountain people drill ditches and cross the mountains, begging for food is quite dangerous, he does not know how many lives and feet of the man in charge have been saved over the years, and he has long been no longer regarded as an outsider.
Now, when people are dying, they can only watch helplessly.
"Ji Shangxian, can't you do it?" The villagers suddenly thought of the old immortal who escorted people back today, and hurriedly made a big salute and asked him for help.
An old man in Tsing Yi helped them up, sighed, shook his head, how could he not see that the old man on the bed had exhausted his longevity, and his body was already frightened and frightened.
They had a bad trip, but they unexpectedly provoked a big demon who was not trivial, and suffered heavy casualties, and they were to blame, but they were not willing to harm mortals, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed, so they escorted them back.
Soft and red, birth, old age, sickness and death, are all human sufferings.
The fixed number of fate is like this, the world is evil to die and live, so there is a way to cultivate the truth, but it is still difficult to escape this turbid world, he can't bear to look at it again, so he said goodbye first.
Xi Yu buried his head in Old Man Xi's hand, suddenly raised his head, and whispered: "Grandpa, I'm going out to cultivate immortals." ā
The voice was as light as a mosquito, but the old man Xi in front of him heard it clearly, and said "um" softly, and he didn't know whether to agree or not, and his pupils gradually became empty, as if he was talking to himself.
"You're going to go far away, I have a deer skin under the medicine plaque, which is wrapped in the short knife I used to fight deer in my early years, not very fast...... If you bring it, you will be able to use it when you walk the rivers and lakes...... Yu'er ...... Be a man with a clear conscience and stand up to the sky......"
The voice was stopped, the two eyelids closed tiredly, and the old palm slipped weakly from Xi Yu's hand.
Xi Yu was stunned there, wanting to call Grandpa back, opened his mouth, but found that his throat was hoarse, and he lost his voice, and the old dog whimpered at the door, and his voice was sad.
The people in the house saw that the young man was depressed, his face was buried on the edge of the bed, and his shoulders trembled like chaff, but he suppressed it and never made a trace of movement, and his heart was sad and unspeakable.
Human death is like the wings of a cicada falling on water, light and silent, without even a ripple.
On that day, he had no relatives on earth.
PS: I'm wondering if the old monkey corpse was so sad when the old monkey corpse was cold, and the monkey that was not yet immortal was so pathetic.
Ask for a collection recommendation, I'm really slow to write, please listen to me tell this long, long story slowly.