Chapter 397: A Hope for Struggle
"Master, ladies and gentlemen, let's drink. Duan Fan picked up a glass of wine, drank it all, and his eyes fell on Bu Jiese and Ji Ji, "Old watch, women's affairs, hold on my body, halu ha......"
Young people, they quickly get acquainted together, not to mention, there is Chen Dashao in the middle.
"Old Cousin Duan Fan, what's the matter with you, why are your eyes so red?" Manuscript Ji raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not going to be so big, are you still crying, are you?"
Duan Fan's eyes were really red and swollen, and he looked like he had cried, and he had been crying for a long time to have such an effect.
On the surface, Duan Fan seemed very happy, but Emperor Chen Qing could clearly feel that all of this was Duan Fan in disguise.
Chen Dashao didn't ask anything, not wanting to ruin everyone's interest.
"Hey, don't mention it. Duan Fan groaned, shook his head, and said, "In the past few days, I've been playing CS, playing and playing, and I can't tell the time." I wish I hadn't slept for two days and two nights, and then ...... That's how my eyes were. ”
Didn't sleep for two days and two nights?
Perhaps, though, it's certainly not a game, it's sad and crying.
Chen Dashao is still certain of this.
However, Emperor Chen Qing did not debunk Duan Fan, since Duan Fan said so, it means that he didn't want Zhou Yi and the others to know about it, worry.
"Duan Fan Laobiao, you also like to play CS, wow, haha, it's great, let's talk about it when we have time. Bu Jiese said proudly: "In Shanghai, who doesn't know that our Bu manuscript CS team?"
". Manuscript Ji was immediately unconvinced, and emphasized: "It's the manuscript CS team." It's not a script. Yas. Don't do it anymore. What a fart?"
"No, I can't. Manuscript Ji said proudly: "As long as others dare to do it with us, we will kill whoever we want." ”
"Okay, if I have time to talk, I'll see how your team that can't do it falls to the ground. Duan Fan said arrogantly: "Don't be at that time, just be messed up by me alone." ”
"Just you, just blow it hard, and look at the whole of Shanghai. There are really few who dare to play against our manuscript CS team. Manuscript Ji said with a pretended face: "This is really a high place and it's too cold, standing so high, it's too cold." ”
As soon as the words of the manuscript season fell, several contemptuous eyes suddenly shot out, and even Bu Jiese was a little embarrassed, and drank in a sullen voice.
This bull is blowing a lot.
After drinking for more than three hours, except for Emperor Chen Qing, Wu Shu and Shen Qi, there was no one who was stunned. Speak clearly.
One by one, staggering, they may fall to the ground at any time. And then I can't get up to the shelf.
However, the wine was very enjoyable and the atmosphere was very good. In addition to connecting feelings, it's a group of young people who brag.
The one that blows is called a ruthless.
Especially the manuscript season, he boasted that he was invincible in the world.
Of course, Ji Ji and the others also envied Wu Shu fiercely.
If you don't envy it, you can't do it.
"Wu Shu, you send them off and go back to school. "Emperor Chen Qing handed over Zhou Yi and others to Wu Shu and Shen Qi, just these two sober.
"Yes. Wu Shu nodded, stopped the car and left the hotel.
At this time, only Emperor Chen Qing and Duan Fan were left.
"Duan Fan, let's talk about it, what happened?" After everyone left, Emperor Chen Qingdi's gaze fell on Duan Fan.
Anyway, Chen Dashao is also Duan Fan's master, so he can't help but care about it.
"Master, I'm ...... I feel bad. Duan Fan clenched his hands tightly, and his sharp nails pierced into his palms, bleeding blood, but he didn't feel anything.
His eyes were red, and he raised his head to look at Emperor Chen Qingdi, and his whole body trembled terribly.
Uncomfortable?
It's definitely not that you feel bad because you drank too much, it's something else.
"Three days later it was...... It was my mother's death day. In Duan Fan's bloodshot eyes, tears rolled up, wanting to burst out of his eyes, "I miss my mother so much, I think so much, like." ”
"It's been ten years, and my mom has been away from me for ten years. Duan Fan's tears finally couldn't help but flow out, and he said in a hoarse voice: "In the past ten years, if it weren't for my mother's photo, I wouldn't even be able to remember my mother's appearance." Master, you say, am I very unfilial?"
"It's only been ten years, and I'm about to forget what my mother looks like. Duan Fan said sadly: "Master, I'm uncomfortable, I'm not filial." ”
Ten years ago, Duan Fan was five years old.
What can a five-year-old remember? Ten years later, it is so normal to forget what his mother looks like.
"Duan Fan, you don't have to blame yourself too much, in ten years, you can forget a lot of things. Emperor Chen Qing sighed and said: "You were only five years old back then, and after another ten years, it is reasonable to forget what your mother looks like." Isn't this still a picture of your mother? At least you remember, remember......"
Duan Fan has a mother and a father, although Emperor Chen Qing has it now, but in his previous life, he really didn't know what his parents looked like.
For as long as he can remember, Emperor Chen Qing has been an orphan, with nothing but a lot of jade slips, cultivation exercises, and group training.
It is precisely because of this that Emperor Chen Qing cherishes his current home very much.
No one should be allowed to hurt his family.
"Ten years ago, my mom followed my dad and suffered a lot. Although the days are hard, we live very happily. Duan Fan took a deep breath and a happy smile appeared on his face, "I can't remember exactly what my life was like before, but every time I think about it, I can see smiling faces. The place to live is small, but full of the warmth of home and full of love. Really nice and happy. ”
"Since my mom died, the smiling face is gone, and my dad's face is gone. Duan Fan shook his head and said, "My father's power is getting stronger and stronger, but my mother can't see this, my mother follows my father and doesn't have a good day." ”
"For what. Why would my mom leave so early. What is it for?" Duan Fan's eyes were bloodshot. He roared: "If my mother doesn't leave, I am the happiest mother now, and we are also the happiest family, with smiling faces every day, and it won't be as cold as now." ”
"My mother shouldn't have left so early, she should have lived a good life. Duan Fan's tears rained down, "I know that my father has always felt very guilty about my mother. Very guilty. But what about guilt, never being able to get my mother back, never, not being able to ......"
"Why can't my mother enjoy it when it's time for happiness, what's the reason for it?" Duan Fan roared, "I miss my mother, I really want to." Every year, the day I fear the most is my mother's death day. I don't know how many times. I want to go to my mom. ”
"My mother, she has suffered too much. Too much, too much......" Duan Fan's voice became weaker and weaker, tears kept flowing down, his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself.
"Duan Fan, you don't want to be like this. Emperor Chen Qing took a deep breath and said, "Perhaps, the current day is not what your mother wants. ”
"You also said that ten years ago, although the place where you lived was small, it was full of warmth, full of love, and all smiling faces. Emperor Chen Qing groaned and said: "Happiness is not something that money can buy, warmth, love, and smiling faces are the real happiness." ”
"You shouldn't be too sad, you should be happy, and you should treat all this as the best memory. Emperor Chen Qingdi stretched out his hand and patted Duan Fan's shoulder, and said, "You should know that your mother doesn't want to see your current appearance, do you say?"
"Mom, mom looking at me?" Duan Fan was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Emperor Chen Qing, "Master, you say...... You say, is there really another world, and when I die, will I really be able to see my mother again?"
"Master, you are a cultivator, you should know more about the Tao than I do. Does the underworld written in the novel really exist?" Duan Fan looked at Emperor Chen Qing nervously, "After people die, they will enter the underworld, is it true? Master, please, tell me? I miss my mother, I want to see my mother." ”
"Smack!"
Emperor Chen Qing raised his hand, slapped Duan Fan in the face, and shouted coldly, "Duan Fan, what are you thinking, what do you want to do?"
"I want to see my mom, I really want to. Duan Fan carefully took out a wallet, there was nothing in the wallet, only a photo, "Master, this is my mother." If it weren't for the photos, I would have forgotten what my mom looked like. The more this happened, the more I wanted to see my mom. I really want to, really Master. ”
In the photo, she is a gentle and graceful woman, dressed very plainly, but her face is full of smiles from the heart.
"Look at your mother, how happy she laughs, it's happiness from the depths of her soul. Emperor Chen Qing groaned and said, "If your mother knows that you are like this today, can she still be happy? Are you willing to make your mother sad?"
"No...... No, ......" Duan Fan shook his head frantically and said: "I don't want my mother to be sad, I want to make my mother happy, my mother is happy, I can be happy, I don't want my mother to be sad, don't ...... Don't ......"
"Then don't think about anything, adjust your emotions, and in three days, I will go with you to worship your mother. Emperor Chen Qing took a deep breath, looked at Duan Fan and said, "Remember, don't be too sad, I think, what your mother wants to see is not your sadness, but your happiness." ”
"As a parent, whether it is working hard, when you reach the end, is it not for your children?" Chen Qingdi sighed and said: "Children are happy, as parents, even if they are bitter, they will be happy." On the contrary, if the children are not happy, even if they have money, they will not be happy. The hearts of parents all over the world are like this, all of them are like this. ”
"Master...... Can you tell me that there really is an underworld?" Duan Fan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face and said, "I want to know the Dao. ”
"What do you want to do?" Emperor Chen Qing frowned, "Do you want to make your mother sad?" Even if she finds it, will your mother be happy? Will she be happy? No, she will only be sad, you know?"
"Master, how could I commit suicide?" Duan Fan said gloomily, "If I wanted to commit suicide, I wouldn't have lived until now." My dad is a relative to me now, and I know that my dad has not been happy since my mom left. If even I ...... I can't be so selfish. ”
"I just want to know if there is an underworld, it's that simple. Duan Fan looked at Emperor Chen Qing with great eagerness, and said, "Master, since I know that Master Dao is a cultivator, I will also become a cultivator, I often read some and write novels of cultivators. ”
"It is said in the novel that there is an underworld, and even if people are immortal, they can enter it. Duan Fan's eyes were full of anticipation, "Master, is this true, my mother is gone, will she go to the underworld?"
"Even if there is, what if you want to enter the underworld, you can enter?" Emperor Chen Qing shook his head and said, "Duan Fan, if you really want to see your mother again, you have to work hard to make yourself stronger. After worshipping your mother, I will teach you how to cultivate. ”
The Underworld!
Have it?
Emperor Chen Qing didn't know what to do, but in the codex left by his ancestors, there was indeed such a place as the underworld. Moreover, there are many other things, which are introduced in detail.
It's as if his ancestor had entered the underworld.
Everything is very realistic.
However, Emperor Chen Qing clearly remembered that it was impossible for mortals to enter the underworld after death. When you enter the underworld, the minimum cultivation is to pass through the tribulation period.
In Chen Dashao's previous life, in the cultivation realm, the most awesome person he had ever seen was only an old monster in the Yuan Infant stage.
This also means that after the master of the Yuan Infant Stage dies, he cannot enter the underworld.
Under the underworld, there is a ghost realm, but if you want to enter, you must only be eligible to enter after the death of a cultivator who has cultivated above the foundation building period.
Duan Fan's mother is just a mortal, at most, she entered the underworld and was reincarnated.
It's been ten years, and I've already been reincarnated.
If you're unlucky, you'll be reincarnated several times.
"Master, I will definitely become stronger, and I will work hard to become stronger. Duan Fan's spirit was shocked, and he said: "It is also said in the novel that if you want to enter the underworld, your cultivation must be very high. I must become a strong person who can enter the underworld, definitely!"
Duan Fan already believed that the underworld really existed.
At this time, hope ignited in Duan Fan's heart again.
Emperor Chen Qing didn't pour cold water on Duan Fan.
Into the underworld?
Let's say if there is, even if there is, then how difficult is it? After the master of the Tribulation Period dies, he is only qualified to enter the underworld.
How high is the threshold for a living person to want to enter?
However, after all, there is hope, perhaps, after a long time, Duan Fan will see it.
This can be regarded as the cultivation of Duan Fan's mind.
"Master, in three days, I will be waiting for you in the manor. Duan Fan took a deep breath, he also found a hope for himself to struggle. (To be continued.) )