I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 378 [Don’t Keep Looking Back]

It is normal for a person over a hundred years old to be dying.

And he has lived much longer than his peers.

Like the master of Guanshan Taoist, he left early.

As an uncle, Master Qingjing has lived more than forty years longer than his peers.

“At this point in my life, I have gradually come to understand many things that I had only read in books before.”

On the plane, Master Qingjing sat next to Lu Zhengyi. Except for the two of them, all other seats in the entire cabin were empty.

The others were in other cabins and did not disturb their conversation.

“Only after experiencing a serious illness or disaster can one gain enlightenment. Only after reaching the end can one see the road ahead clearly.”

"Contemplation will lead to forgetfulness of emotions, a weak body will lead to luck, a dead heart will lead to a lively mind, and a strong Yang will cause Yin to disappear."

"Sure enough, you have to experience that moment to understand the truth..."

He kept talking, but his tone was no longer full of humility, tentativeness, and respect as it was when he met Lu Zhengyi before.

Now that it has come to this, it no longer matters what kind of person Lu Zhengyi is.

He has no control over what impact the other party will have on the world in the future.

At this moment, the self of Qingjing Zhenren reached an equal level with that of Lu Zhengyi.

Without having experienced it, he had no idea how wonderful the so-called "lifespan" was.

The word "lifespan" has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. In modern people's cognition, it can be affected by many things such as "disease", "mood", "genes...", etc. Everyone believes that it is a variable.

But in ancient times, there was a saying: "The King of Hell has destined a person to die at three o'clock in the morning, and will never let him live until five o'clock."

Clearly, just a moment ago, he was the abbot of Qingniu Temple. Although he was over a hundred years old, he looked like a young man in his twenties.

He is still worrying about this and that.

But the next moment, the thought "it's time" arose in Qing Jing Zhenren's mind, and he began to age and his power began to dissipate.

As he accepted this fact, he began to prepare for his own death.

All the worries and troubles you had in the last moment disappeared when you accepted the facts.

A hundred years later, people are ultimately just a handful of earth.

It was just a simple sentence. Only when he experienced, faced, and accepted it, did he truly understand how he would feel at the end.

"Do those so-called methods of 'avoiding the three disasters' really exist?"

Pure Immortal had another vague thought, "Is this the moment they are avoiding?"

“Are you afraid of dying?”

Lu Zhengyi did not respond to his question, but asked, “Are you afraid of death?”

"..."

True Man Qingjing was silent for a long time.

"No."

He shook his head, a response that came from the heart.

"For people like us, death is nothing to be afraid of."

"On the contrary, I am somewhat looking forward to it."

"At the moment when my energy was dissipated, I even began to look forward to death. After feeling that my life span had come to an end, I was eager to experience death. I wanted to know what I would see, hear, and feel after my life ended. Would it be eternal darkness? Losing consciousness? Or... existing in another way."

There is nothing to be afraid of, this is a fresh, exploratory process.

Yes, then what else do we need to consider, methods to avoid the three disasters? No.

The practice of living has been completed, and it is time to try and accept the practice of death.

"It should be three days later."

After the cabin was quiet for a while, Qing Jing Zhenren spoke again, "I plan to leave at Qingniu Mountain. That was the starting point of my journey. Now that my power has been dispersed, I am a real ordinary person. I plan to go back to the mountain road."

More than a hundred years ago, as a child, I walked up the mountain in a daze.

Now, I am about to reach the finish line and prepare to go up the mountain again.

Same place, same person, different time, this experience is very special.

"Although your power has dissipated, it will be no problem for you to climb the mountain with this body."

Lu Zhengyi nodded and asked, "There should be a lot of people going to watch the ceremony and see you off."

"Most of my peers are gone."

True Man Qing Jing replied, "There should be some younger generations who will accompany me up the mountain road again. It just so happens that I also want them to watch me leave. I hope that my departure can give them some new insights. But when the time comes, will Director Lu be willing to come and support me?"

"Not necessarily. I have to be with my wife and children."

Lu Zhengyi thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the situation. I promised her that I would... accompany them to the amusement park."

If there were other people present, these conversations would probably leave a deep impression on them.

A man said, "I am about to die." Three days later, at Qingniu Mountain.

The time and place have been set.

He even invited others to watch his death and used the word "support".

The other person was even weirder. He said he had to go to the amusement park with his wife and children and didn't have time to watch you die.

They didn't realize how serious and sad this was.

It's like just chatting, asking me where I'm going to travel, but I don't plan to go.

But after all, there is a difference.

When the plane landed at Beidu Airport and the two said goodbye at the airport gate, Qing Jing Zhenren couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lu, will we... have a chance to meet again?"

Although the two met only a few times and had not known each other for long.

But in this old man's heart, Lu Zhengyi occupies a huge part of his life.

The existence of the other party proves many things.

"Who knows."

Lu Zhengyi spread his hands expressionlessly and said, "Let's go."

He left with his suitcase, without any emotional ups and downs due to the separation.

……

……

"Dad, Dad~~~"

A babyish cry came from the boy's mouth.

Lu Yongan, who had just woken up and was still a little dazed, ran towards his father in the distance in a daze.

Although he has not had any contact with his father for nearly a month since his last leave, he does not feel unfamiliar with his father because they often have online video calls.

"…You're back so soon?"

Lu Zhengyi's mother Liu Huiyun came down the stairs, also looking sleepy.

Seeing him wearing an apron and standing by the dining table, and taking a look at the breakfast on the table, she felt a little embarrassed, "Kid, you didn't even call me when you arrived. I got up early and made breakfast."

"Look at you, you've been busy outside for so long. Now that you're back, you have to take a good rest."

"An An, don't disturb your father's rest."

She shouted, stumbled over, hugged Lu Zhengyi's thighs with both hands, and was about to hug Lu Yongan.

"It's okay, Mom."

Lu Zhengyi responded softly, "I slept on the plane." As he spoke, he took off his kitchen apron, held the little guy who was holding his calf between his arms, and lifted him up. "Oh, it's heavier. It's heavier than the last time I came back."

"Hey hey hey."

Lu Yongan’s understanding of some things is not so clear yet.

Listening to his father speaking, he didn't say anything, but just smiled and reached out his little hand to touch his father's face.

"Yes, it is a little heavier."

Liu Huiyun searched for words stiffly, "Xue Ming is still in the company. She didn't come back last night."

As she spoke, she sat down at the dining table, feeling a little awkward.

It’s a very special scene. As a mother, Liu Huiyun felt uneasy when facing her son.

"Ok, I know."

Lu Zhengyi sat down with the child in his arms, "She told me."

Liu Huiyun nodded, picked up the bowl with difficulty, and scooped herself a bowl of millet porridge.

Then she became quiet.

Of course, it was only quiet on the surface, but Liu Huiyun was anxiously thinking about the content of the conversation in her heart.

She didn't have much to talk about with her son.

She has been busy with work since she was a child, and most of the time she was taken care of by Lu Zhengyi's grandparents. After they passed away, Lu Yiyong took care of her, but that husband was also busy, and both she and her husband knew it.

Their relationship with this son is not that close.

They focus all their time and energy on work, and it is only after retirement that they gradually have more contact with each other.

It may sound ridiculous that parents are not close to their children, but in today's society, it does not seem to be a rare thing.

But because of this, when Liu Huiyun is alone now, she doesn’t know what to say to her son.

When her husband was still alive, the father and son would quarrel whenever they met. She acted as a mediator and could say a few words to them.

But now that her husband is gone, she really doesn’t know what to say when she talks to her son.

Sometimes, Liu Huiyun feels that being alone with her daughter-in-law is much more harmonious than being alone with her son.

At least they have something to say.

"what……"

Lu Yongan sat obediently on his father's lap. Whenever the soup spoon came over, he would open his mouth obediently and take a full mouthful of millet porridge with fresh shrimps.

His breakfast was naturally specially made by Lu Zhengyi.

The millet porridge was even more soupy because it did not contain any unnecessary seasonings such as salt and sugar. He deliberately added some mashed shrimp and cabbage to make the porridge sweeter and easier to digest.

Although the chubby boy's digestive ability was quite well developed and he could digest the food without having to crush it specially, he still processed it some of the time.

"Otherwise, I'll feed it."

Liu Huiyun looked at the interaction between the father and son. As a grandmother, she said, "Hurry up and finish your meal and have a good rest."

She held it in for a long time, but could only utter this sentence.

She didn't know much about her son, not even his preferences.

But are we talking about work? About filming?

He just came back from work after a long journey, so he probably doesn't want to continue this topic.

"No, Mom."

Lu Zhengyi didn't let go and continued feeding.

"It's mainly because Xue Ming is too focused on her work. How can a little girl like her take her work so seriously?"

Liu Huiyun couldn't find a topic to talk about with her son, so she could only bring the topic to her daughter-in-law. "I think it's good for her to take care of the children at home, so you can go to work peacefully."

"Yes, she mentioned this to me and told me to focus on filming. She took care of everything else. She said it was already decided when we wanted to have a child."

Lu Zhengyi didn't think much about it and brought up the arguments he had with Zhang Xueming a few times before. "But how can she take care of the children and work at the same time? What should I do? As a husband and a father, I can't bear all the responsibilities. I can't get over it."

"I told her that I should retire, go home and take care of the kids, and stop filming. When the kids are older, I'll want to work again, and then I'll make a comeback. I still have a long life ahead of me, and being a director isn't something you can't do once you're old."

"But she insisted that I should not give up my hobbies. I argued with her many times. She is indeed stronger, but seeing her working so hard, I felt bad. I wanted to help her, but she was unwilling to do so."

Liu Huiyun held a mouthful of porridge in her mouth and uttered nothing.

She felt that her son's words were like a thorn, piercing her heart directly.

In the past, this thorn always stabbed her husband.

She watched from the side and felt nothing.

Now that her husband is gone, she feels like this thorn is actually piercing her as well.

Liu Huiyun had never seen such a thing before. She felt that the work she had was not enough, so she rushed to take on the work herself.

When she married Lu Zhengyi's father, it was at the behest of their parents, and they had children out of social responsibility.

But after getting married and having children, they all felt that they were a burden to their work and life.

How happy it is to be alone. After getting married, you have to take care of the people around you, and after getting married, you still have to take care of the children. You have to think twice before doing anything.

They all wish they could push some of the things they have to each other so that they can feel more relaxed.

That's why she often went abroad to perform with the drama troupe before she retired. The farther away she was, the less things she had to do.

Thinking about my own experience and listening to what my son said.

Liu Huiyun didn't know why, but she felt that her son was being weird, as if he was mocking her.

"What activities do you have today?"

Lu Zhengyi continued to ask, his tone very casual.

"…I, I'm fine."

Liu Huiyun was stunned at first, then quickly said, "But I may have to go back home. The house has not been cleaned for a long time."

When she heard this, her first reaction was that her son found her annoying.

But it's true. When my son was not around, I could come and help my daughter-in-law take care of the children. But now that my son is back, I seem to be of no use.

But when she thought about going back to the old house alone, she felt depressed and scared.

"Do I need to clean up the house? But I have to go to the market to buy some vegetables later." Lu Zhengyi answered this time, not so casually, "I was thinking of asking you to help me take care of the kids. It's not good to take them to the market."

He could sense that his mother seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of his words.

He was just simply asking if there was anything going on today.

Thinking about it again, Lu Zhengyi could understand why his mother misunderstood the meaning of his words.

It's nothing more than that the sense of distance is too strong.

Then, he stopped thinking about it. There was no point in thinking too much about such things.

The past time is gone, I have grown up, I no longer yearn for it, and it can no longer be retrieved.

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of it."

Liu Huiyun's face lit up, "Or, I'll go buy some groceries. You and your son haven't seen each other for a while, so spend more time together."

"You're buying groceries?"

Lu Zhengyi hesitated for a moment, "You..."

"You little brat, although I really couldn't cook before, I can now." Liu Huiyun finally acted like an elder, "But I've been retired for so many years, and I can't just enjoy myself every day, with no feet on the ground and no wet hands."

"Just wait, I'll show you my skills at noon."

"What I did is definitely not worse than what you and Xue Ming did."

(End of this chapter)