Kowloon pull coffin

328 - The Grace of Parents
I didn’t deliberately change into secular attire when I came back this time. The Dharma-ending era is over, and the magic way needs to spread teachings, so I, the founder of the magic way, don’t need to hide it.

It's just that Yanhua's face of death is too shocking, so he can use a bamboo hat and veil to cover it up.

In the past ten years, the world has changed greatly. The densely populated cities in the hinterland of the Central Plains are now more densely populated, the border towns are sparsely populated, and the outside of the customs is even more withered.

Simply, in my hometown, the county called Hequ County, nothing has changed much.The population does not fluctuate much, but the security measures have been improved a lot.

The human race does not prohibit Taoism from preaching, because people's hearts need to be stable, but they have not given up the constraints on Taoism, and everything must be done in accordance with the law.

Regarding the evil spirits that haunt the world, the Department of Spirituality swept away the weakness and decadence of the past, and showed its iron-blooded skills, which made the world feel that the huge state machine is running, and it is really hard for ghosts and gods to invade.

My father and mother live in the northwest corner of the community. With astonished gazes all the way, we went up the corridor.

I haven't returned to my hometown for 15 years, and my parents are already in their prime.I have brought them the elixir of nourishing the body, but the disasters in their lives cannot be eliminated by the elixir of herbs.

Standing at the door of a familiar home, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

There was a voice of inquiry from inside, and when I heard this voice, tears flowed from my eyes instantly, and Yan Hua held my hand.

"Mother, Lan'er is back." I said.

"Lan'er..."

The door opened, and my mother appeared in front of me.

She has silver hair all over her head, wrinkles all over her face, and her figure is much more stooped. Fortunately, her eyes are still bright.

Parents have worked in the countryside for most of their lives. Even with the nourishment of fairy grass and elixir, they don't have the tough body of the old people in the city. They suffered too much when they were young, and many injuries are irreparable.

Mother bent down, looked at me from bottom to top, and opened her mouth when she wanted to call my name, with clear tears streaming down her eyes.

"Old woman, who's here?" My father held the door frame of the bedroom in the back room and looked towards the door.

Dad has suffered the most in his life. He is always honest and tempered. In the village, everyone asks him to help when there is something wrong. He is naturally exhausted.

When I was young, my father and mother planted more than ten acres of land, and they didn't go home all day during the busy farming season.No one had children at home, so my father dug a circular pit in the backyard, and put my two brothers in it to crawl around...

My father's body was obviously not as good as my mother's, and he staggered to the door. I stared at his every movement, felt his every heartbeat rhythm, and then my heart began to ache.

Unknowingly, parents are already so old.

After entering the room, Niang pointed to Yuhua and asked, "I know her, she is Empress Huang He."

Unexpectedly, after so many years, my mother could still recognize her when she changed her divine sense aura and wore a bamboo hat and veil.

"Mother, how do you know she is Yuhua?" I asked.

My mother smiled and wiped the muddy tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Xie's daughter-in-law, I, as a mother-in-law, will naturally recognize her. Come on, girl, let my mother take a good look at you."

Yanhua hesitated a little, and glanced at me, and I nodded to her, and then she walked to my mother's sofa, took off the bamboo hat, removed the veil, and squatted on the ground looking at my mother.

What surprised me was that Yanhua's shocking face didn't surprise my mother, and even my father's expression didn't change much.

Just when I was confused, I suddenly saw a shrine under the nave, and a portrait was enshrined on the shrine.

There are two people in the painting, a man and a woman.

The person wearing the black Taoist robe and hanging the nameless sword is me, and the person wearing the skeleton and white bone heavy armor and holding the demon-suppressing knife is Yuhua.

It can be seen that this painting is of Yanhua after the Battle of Yinshan, because she is the face of death in the painting.

The tablet in front of the portrait reads: Xie Lan, Patriarch of Demon Dao, Lin Yuhua, General of Demon Dao Breaking Army.

"Father, where did this portrait come from?" I asked.

"Drawn by Xie Yun."

"Xie Yun?" I was stunned for a moment.

"It's the little baby spirit that was raised at home since childhood." My father said.

"Oh, where is she now?" I asked again.

"It's been three years since I left. I don't know where I went. I only drew two paintings when I left. One is at our house and the other is at your brother-in-law's."

While talking with my parents, my brother and sister-in-law came, and my little nephew Xie Yu, the children of the past have grown up today.He is full of heroism, much more handsome than my brothers back then.

Each of them carried a food box in their hands, full of meals and pastries.

Tonight is the night of the full moon, my sister-in-law cooked the meal at home, and brought my parents to have a reunion dinner together.

The two brothers met and hugged each other silently.

I still have the same face as before, but my brother has grown fat in middle age. He says he is a brother, but he looks like a father and son.

Thanks to the portrait of Xie Yun, the elder brother and sister-in-law were not surprised when they saw the face of death.My nephew Xie Yu looked at Yuhua with a rather excited expression.

"Xie Yu, why are you so dazed if you don't call me auntie?" my sister-in-law said.

"Xie Yu, a disciple of the Demon Dao, pay my respects to General Lin." Xie Yu said solemnly, following the etiquette of a junior disciple.

No one expected him to say that, and Yuhua was also slightly taken aback, not knowing how to respond to him.

When we were in a daze, Xie Yu walked up to me again, and said solemnly: "Xie Yu, a disciple of the Demonic Dao, pays homage to the Taoist."

"Who took you into the magic way?" I asked.

"A disciple of the Demon Dao is a thousand reds. Xie Yun said, as long as you keep this sentence in your heart all the time, you are considered a disciple of the Demon Dao." Xie Yu said solemnly.

"This sentence can't be said casually, do you know the weight in it?"

"Well, of course I know. The Battle of the Wild Immortals, the Battle of the Yin Mountain, the Battle of the Xiaobai Mountain, I know all the battles of the Demon Dao, and I also know that even if the disciples of the Demon Dao die in battle, they will not be completely wiped out. Daozu is collected in the soul-calling banner."

"Who told you that?"

"Xie Yun."

"Then where is she now?" I asked again.

"The Department of Mysteries. Three years ago, she joined the Department of Mysteries at the invitation of the Department of Mysteries." Xie Yu gave an answer that I couldn't think of.

Family reunion, toast to joy.

Asking about my whereabouts and knowing that I will not leave for the time being, my parents are happier and much more energetic.Said that the family has always reserved a room for me, and the quilts are all brand new, and they will be dug out to dry every few days.

The health of the parents is fine, the only hidden danger is that their lifespan has reached the limit, which cannot be changed.

After all, he was getting older, and after chatting with us for a while, my father was the first to feel sleepy, and began to take a nap with his head down.

Mother helped him into the house, and then came out to chat with Yanhua.

Seeing my mother looking at the flame in her eyes from time to time, Yanhua grabbed my mother's hand and pressed it to her cheek, letting her feel that the flame has no temperature.

My mother laughed and said: "I was worried about whether it would burn someone, but it turned out that the flame is cold."

Hearing what my mother said, my sister-in-law also came up to feel the blue flame of death in Yuhua's eyes.

The indifferent and heavy god of death has never been so close to people.But I didn't see the slightest bit of impatience on Yanhua's face, only gentleness and virtuousness.

Just like what she said, no matter what aura she has, she will always remember that she is the daughter-in-law of the Xie family.

We couldn't bear my mother's troubles when the family got together and couldn't finish talking, so we collectively urged her to go to rest.

Next, my brother and I talked about the changes in life, and talked about the various changes after the end of the Dharma-ending era.

Supernatural events are emerging one after another, the world is becoming more and more popular, and the Internet and folks are no longer so strictly forbidden to talk about ghosts and gods.

It's not just my brother who pays attention to these things, Xie Yu knows more than his father.Even the immortals and immortals knew where they were fighting. As for the source of the news, Xie Yun told him without exception.

Although Xie Yun has been away from home for three years, she has kept in constant contact with my nephew.

This kid is different from his father. I asked my brother if he would like to learn Taoism and practice. My brother said he just wanted to be an ordinary person.Xie Yu, however, was determined to be my disciple of the Demonic Dao. From the time we met until now, he didn't say "uncle."

Talking until late at night, the elder brother and sister-in-law took Xie Yu away and made an appointment to meet again tomorrow.

Yanhua and I closed the door and went back to the room that my parents had reserved for me.

He quickly made the bed and folded the quilt, and when she finished tidying up, I wrapped my arms around her slender waist from behind.

Instead of dodging like before, she took the initiative to undress me.

As cold as ever, but as warm as ever...

(End of this chapter)