Over the past twenty years, the old woman was alone, and I don’t know how many times she prayed in front of the Buddha. Twenty years later, the child at that time is now middle-aged.
The old woman remembered that day very clearly. At that time, the road on the earth was dormant, and I didn’t know what happened in the middle. The corpse hunter in Huangquan took people from the road on the earth, scattered and hidden near the river beach. The old woman's family is among them.
In the middle of the night, she was awakened from a dream. The person who came was Huangquan Corpse Collector. Huangquan Corpse Collector didn't say anything, but asked the old woman to go out with her.
The Huangquan corpse hunter took the old woman and came to the river beach. The wind and snow were so heavy that year, people who were blowing in the wind couldn't open their eyes, and the heavy snow almost buried their knees. When she came to the river beach, the old woman saw a small ruined house. It was a small hut, which was built temporarily.
It was freezing cold and there was no one on the big river beach. In the wind and snow, there was only this lonely little hut. The Huangquan corpse fisher took the old woman into the ruined house.
That person was surprisingly the child of that year, and he was no different from last time. He was still in a coma, and only half of his breath remained.
As usual, there were some wounds that were difficult to heal on that person. The old woman had previous experience and she could see that these wounds were caused by God's punishment and have not been cured.
Undoubtedly, this person was unable to hold it in the penalty of heaven again, only half a breath was left, and was brought back by the Huangquan Corpse Collector. The old woman knew that this kind of thing had happened once, but when she witnessed it again, she still felt thunderous.
The old woman knew that this person would be rescued by Huangquan's corpse hunter by some peculiar means, so she was not so worried.
However, this time Huangquan's corpse hunter said something to the old woman. He said that it is probably not the way for this child to stay on the road between humans. The previous and two experiences told him that staying on the road between humans would only be detrimental to him.
Therefore, this time the Huangquan corpse hunter decided to send the child away. The person who picked up the corpse in Huangquan didn't say where to send it to.
"I asked, where do you want to send the child?" the old woman said: "The lord said, let it happen."
The old woman was reluctant to raise this child by herself for so long. Once sent away, she would never see him again. She begged the Huangquan corpse collector, saying that since the Huangquan corpse collector has this ability to bring people back to life and rejuvenate, It's okay to leave this child.
But Huangquan's corpse hunter shook his head and said that everything can't last for a long time. When everything ends, it's the last time to rejuvenate this child.
The old woman understood why Huangquan’s corpse collector wanted to send the child away. He felt that the child
If the child stays on the road on earth, there will always be unexpected twists and turns, and maybe after sending him away, he will give the child a good destiny.
This time the situation may be special. The old woman waited in the hut for only one day. On the next night, a cry of a baby broke through the wind and snow. The old woman hurriedly walked in. The crying baby was kicking his arms. Kicked and cried vigorously.
The old woman wrapped up the child, and then reluctantly took it out of the hut, came to the river, and sent it to the boat prepared in advance.
When I heard this, my hands and feet felt a little cold, so I don't need to ask more questions. Everything the old woman is telling now has filled me with the unfinished dream.
It was obvious that the child who was taken away from the snowstorm was me. I knew this before, but I didn't know that before that snowstorm night, so many things happened.
I don't have a deep impression of anything else, but the young man with sore face described by the old woman is probably the beggar in Tsing Yi Lou that I have heard of countless times.
So, that beggar is actually me
I just feel that my head is starting to get dizzy and swollen. I used to hear people tell stories about beggars and I always listened with gusto, but I didn't expect that it was just listening to my own stories.
is it possible? This was originally an unthinkable thing, if it were myself, it would be impossible to think of it if I broke my head.
But the old woman shouldn't lie to me, she rushed all the way to the Wuxian Temple just to tell me this.
"I heard what people said..." The old woman lowered her head slightly, her tone suddenly became low and low: "I heard people say that our suzerain is in a bad situation now, and the people in our family have not heard about the whereabouts of the suzerain for a long time. I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up one day, and if the lord doesn't tell you about this, you will always be kept in the dark..."
Those who can be used in the old woman's family have been used. Now there are only some old and weak women and children living in seclusion elsewhere. They can't find out the whereabouts of the lord, and occasionally hear people talk about it, and all they say are bad news. The old woman knew that this was an extraordinary time, and she was very afraid that Huangquan's corpse hunter would have an accident.
"Mother-in-law, do you know that there is a woman named Qingluo?" After listening to the old woman, I thought to myself that she has always been on the road to the world and she should know a lot about Qingluo's life experience. Until now, nothing is known.
"I know." The old woman nodded and said, "I haven't taken care of her, but my niece has always taken care of her."
The old woman’s niece is Po Yun, but Po Yun left the family when she was very young, and she has been on the other side of the road.
work. Sometimes when we meet each other occasionally, when we meet each other, Po Yun will also talk a little bit of inside information. The corpse hunter in Huangquan asked Yunpo to take care of Qingluo, but from beginning to end, Yunpo never said about the origin of Qingluo.
After I listened, I was confused. The old woman had explained some things clearly, but at the end of the hearing, she was still ignorant of her own life experience.
Who are my parents? Why did you give birth to me without asking? Are they deliberate? Still have difficulties
Thinking about it, I felt a sorrow and sorrow again in my heart.
At that time, I only had an adoptive father, and I still didn't know that he was my adoptive father, and I always felt that he was a real father. The children in the village have fathers and mothers. I am always envious. I hide quietly at the entrance of other people's courtyard, watching the children play joyfully under the knees of their parents.
Now that I know a lot of things I didn't know before, not only did I not feel better, but I was even more sad.
"Child, it's not uncomfortable for you." The old woman seems to see the sadness in my eyes. A person her age has seen too many worldly experiences. I have not concealed it in front of her, so the old woman probably knows that I am in my heart. Whatever she thought, she persuaded: "Under the world, where are there parents who don't love their children?"
"I just don't know... I don't even know who my parents are..." I shook my head and said, "You told me all the things back then, but I still don't understand."
"Who are your parents? Only the suzerain will know."
The old woman once asked Huangquan Corpse Collector if the child’s parents were also their fellow human beings, but Huangquan Corpse Collector did not answer. The old woman knew that the other party didn't answer, just didn't want to say, so she didn't ask again.
Having said that, it is already very clear. As for my own life experience, perhaps, only Huangquan Corpse Collector knows about it. As long as you don't find the corpse hunter in Huangquan and ask him clearly, this mystery cannot be solved.
After speaking, the old woman was relieved, and this matter finally explained it to me. Although I haven't got the answer I want, I am very grateful to her in my heart.
At this time, the sky outside was a little brighter. The old woman looked at the sky, helped the table to stand up, and said, "My child, I'm leaving."
"You want to leave now?" I hurriedly stood up: "I have rushed so far, and rest for a few days. Let's take a good rest here."
"I'm too old. People say that the fallen leaves return to their roots, but the worry is gone, so I'm relieved. I'm afraid when I will breathe and can't go home." The old woman said: "Go home early now, it's true. If you can’t make it through, you must die at home."
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