I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 18

Another few decades in a hurry.

Du Youqian was mentally prepared.

So when Long Ruzhen left, he didn't cry.

Her gradually icy body lay in his arms, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's like a filter is placed in front of his eyes.

He just looked over like this, and he could see what she looked like when she was young.

Thin willow waist, oval face.

Beautiful eyebrows like Dai, skin like warm jade.

Those almond eyes seemed to be still flirting with him.

"It would be great if I could find your reincarnation..." Du Youqian murmured.

On the day Long Ruzhen was buried, the sky was like smoke and drizzled.

Liao Leizhong came in the misty rain.

And with his big family.

Oh, not the whole family, but there are a mighty 20 people.

This surprised Du Youqian.

Because he didn't inform the kid.

Saying it is a child... seems a bit inappropriate.

Because at this time, Liao Leizhong was over 80 years old, and his children and grandchildren were full of great-grandfathers.

As a congenital master, Liao Leizhong still looks very healthy, about 50 or [-] years old.

Shaking a single arm, he walked up the mountain with great energy.

Even though the mountain road was rough and slippery and muddy, he walked as if walking on flat ground.

Du Youqian controlled the formation to open a path and let their family come up.

Long Ruzhen was lying in the coffin with a peaceful expression.

The drizzle kissed her face tenderly, and the wind whistling through the forest seemed to be playing a farewell song for her.

The coffin was made by Du Youqian himself, using golden nanmu.

It is the best wood in the world.

As soon as Liao Leizhong came up, he yelled aggrievedly, "Father, what's wrong with you, why didn't you tell me? Huh? I haven't even seen my mother for the last time!"

"Mother, the child is not filial, it's too late!" He stumbled and threw himself on Long Ruzhen's coffin, crying to the ground, tears mixed with the rain, making him look extremely embarrassed.

Du Youqian was trying his best to calm down, and he didn't have time to persuade him.

After Liao Leizhong cried for a while and regained his strength, he helped his son up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Liao Leizhong said in a muffled voice: "Two nights ago, I was sleeping. I dreamed that my mother came to see me, talked to me for a long time, and then said that she left first, and I will take care of myself in the future."

"Mother waved at me, and suddenly disappeared, and I woke up with a start. After waking up, I just felt empty and uncomfortable, and I knew something must have happened. Mother told me the location here before, so I looked for it."

Looking at Du Youqian's white hair and deep wrinkles, he was full of resentment, but he didn't dare to really get angry.

In the end, I could only complain helplessly, "Father, why are you so cruel, you didn't tell me when mother left?"

Hearing Liao Leizhong's complaints, Du Youqian smiled: "People, what comes and goes, this is the cycle of heaven. When I go, I will accompany you, and your mother is very happy. There is no need to tell you. You also have your own life, and you have your own big family to support."

"Don't let the little ones in your family cry. They are crying. Your mother has lived for more than 100 years, and she is happy and mourning. There is nothing to cry about. Now she has abandoned this old and decayed skin and passed away. We should be happy for her."

Hearing this, Liao Leizhong wiped his eyes and forced a smile, "That's right, we should be happy for our mother."

After finishing speaking, he went to stop his juniors from crying.

Those juniors actually only cried because of his face, apart from the few children in Liao Lei who were brought up by Long Ruzhen, what kind of relationship could they have with Long Ruzhen?
Even the few who were brought up by Long Ruzhen have not seen each other for decades, and their feelings have faded.

After Long Ruzhen was buried, Liao Leizhong watched Du Youqian move slowly, planted a peach tree in front of Long Ruzhen's tomb, and slowly returned to the house.

He had a conversation with his mother in front of the tomb before going to the house to find Du Youqian.

It is rare for Du Youqian not to cultivate, nor to practice the skills of cultivating immortals.

Instead, he held a small comb made of rhino horn and stroked it in his hand.

The comb was already covered with pulp, so it was conceivable that it should be used frequently.

Liao Lei's dusty memory was opened.

He still remembers that when he was young, his mother once complained that he didn't have a good comb and that he hadn't combed his hair well for a long time.

The next day, Dad went out of the mountains, killed a rhinoceros by the river, and made this rhino horn comb for mother.

Looking at things and thinking about people, when he saw this comb, Liao Leizhong thought of Long Ruzhen's voice and smile, and the hands that gently touched and lulled him to sleep when he was a child.

Tears flowed out without knowing it.

After a while, Du Youqian put away the comb, raised his head and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Liao Leizhong hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Father, you are so old, over 110, 120 years old, right? If you are alone on the mountain, if you make a mistake, it will be called "every day should not work, and the land will not work well. Why don't you go back with me, and let me honor you well in the days to come."

Du Youqian waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this for now. How is the outside world, how is Wu Guo doing now? What's interesting in Jianghu? I haven't paid attention to it for decades, so tell me about it."

Liao Leizhong chose some important points to say, while Du Youqian listened carefully and asked questions.

After chatting for several hours, Du Youqian smiled and said, "The conditions in the Taoist temple are poor, so it's not convenient to arrange for so many of you to sleep. You, take your children and grandchildren down the mountain early."

Liao Leizhong was very sad: "Father, can you go with me? Your child has not been able to repay your kindness in nurturing so far. Can you give me a chance to be filial?"

Du Youqian said flatly: "I eat well and sleep well. Don't look at me as old. After all, I am also a cultivator. Believe it or not if I go to the mountains and kill a tiger with my bare hands without even breathing? I can still uproot the power of Green Bamboo Castle, do you believe it or not?"

"I believe it, I believe it!" Liao Leizhong smiled wryly, "How could my child not believe it, but, after all, you are such an old man, you may suffer from three disasters and two diseases at any time, you need someone to take care of you!"

Du Youqian's tone and eyes were calm and unobtrusive. "I have worked hard in the mountains for decades, and I want to move while still walking. Do you know that I am not a native of Wu, but the Jin people. I have left home at the age of 18. Is it okay to know my home? By it. I want to see, Lei Er, Ye Luo must go to the roots. "

This is no excuse.

It is true that Du Youqian is really tired after decades of struggle.

However, what he didn't say was that besides going back to his hometown, he also wanted to visit those long-known square markets, blessed places for cultivating truth, famous schools, etc.

Make three or five friends and learn about the dynamics of the cultivation world.

Although he has to be cautious, guard against sudden death, and live to the end of his life to be reincarnated smoothly, but he can't really be a dead house.

Liao Leizhong's lips trembled: "Father, but Jin is thousands of miles away. There have been many winds and rains along the way. What if you get sick? What if something unexpected happens?"

"The world is so big, there are mountains and rivers as steep, and there are rivers and lakes as magnificent. There are so many beautiful mountains and rivers, where can't it be a place to bury the bones!" Du Youqian smiled, and slapped Liao Leizhong, "Okay, that's it. You go back and live your life well. In this life, don't live like this."

"Father!" Liao Leizhong cried with his head buried.

(End of this chapter)