The crazy woman is not completely crazy, she is just too anxious after breaking up with her daughter - in this situation, all mothers will become crazy women. When she first met Zhu Tong, she had many bruises on her body, and the wounds oozed blood. It is a very sweet taste, the taste of mother. When she anxiously pulled herself into her arms, Zhu Tong felt that the hug was suffocatingly tight. She realized that this was something a corpse could never do.
She took the place of the human girl and traveled to many places, saw many scenery, and took care of her mother for her. The clueless mother concealed her identity very well, and through this she saw and learned a lot of human knowledge. Occasionally, the invisible mother would recall events from the past. From her mouth, Zhu Tong learned that the girl's father had died. The father loved them very much. He took good care of his blind mother and his well-behaved and sensible daughter. But he was seriously ill and could not get good care from them. There was only so much the mother could do, and the daughter was too young, so he could only face the unchangeable ending.
Later, the girl had a father again. Because people need to eat, at least one meal a day. Unlike animals and monsters, they cannot have a full meal for several days. But the father was not good to them. He always resented their mother for not being agile enough and unable to do things that ordinary wives could do. After he came back from work, he often punched and kicked the two of them, and they could only endure it silently.
The mother finally made the choice to leave because he wanted to persecute his girl. This is probably her final bottom line. Even if she starves to death, freezes to death, or is exposed with her daughter's body in the wilderness, she will never tolerate the bottom line being trampled. They ran away late one night, taking nothing with them—nothing at home anyway.
After that, everything was fine, everything was fine. Mother said so. Although they are hungry and full, and have to endure the looks of pity or disgust from others, they are free. My mother always talks so happily, as if all the previous misfortunes have never happened, as if all the suffering now is worth it, as if all the unknowns in the future can be endured.
So many years passed, and for many, many years, she had been playing the role of the well-behaved and sensible daughter. She began to understand many feelings that she had never understood before. That powerful, warm embrace is incomparable to anything. She learned the weight of human love, in all its forms—even the unnecessary ones. If she is not cold, her mother will take off her only clothes to keep her warm; if she is not hungry, her mother will repeatedly emphasize that she is full; if she is not sleepy, her mother will accuse her of not being obedient enough and should save her energy for the next day's trip. Rui is.
Her mother listened to her describe the scenery they passed. Those majestic mountains, dense woods; blue sky, turquoise water; lively birds, beautiful flowers... Mother will want to know what those things are like. She would regret that she could not witness it with her own eyes. But she didn't mind. She said that her daughter was her eyes, and that was enough.
Zhu Tong often thinks, she has eight eyes, how can I give her one?
Or two. Two, right? All human beings have two eyes, and people with only one eye will be ridiculed, despised, and contemptuously called "one-eyed dragons." She couldn't feel the offense in the words, but she knew they were not nice words. Give her the most suitable two eyes, and she can become like all humans.
But no. She quickly realized that if like all humans...like all mothers, she would abandon herself again.
After a long time, my mother became ill. She was very ill and different from before. In the past, just resting for a while would be enough. She could also go pick herbs, or go to a human medical clinic and ask a doctor to see her. This time, she lay on the couch for a long time, but she never got better. My mother's health is getting worse and worse, and her body is getting thinner and thinner. She no longer had the strength to raise her arms and give herself a hug so hard that she almost suffocated. Such a hug is no longer soft, because she is skinny and doesn't look good at all.
She also can't eat well anymore which is the worst. She had been taken care of by her mother for too long, and she had not taken in food for a long time. Human food is not good. They are always difficult to swallow and can only hold up for a while, creating a false feeling of fullness. She didn't have the ability to continue to look like a human being, let alone find someone to see her. In fact, we should have called the doctor from the beginning, right? She was too careless, thinking it was the same as every time in the past.
The mother lay weakly on the bed, saying that she was not in good health and could no longer accompany her. Her tone was full of blaming herself. She was pleased to say that her daughter was in good health and had never been sick. She saved money and worry, unlike her who is an old woman. Zhu Tong couldn't understand the words again, but he didn't want to hear them either. In the abandoned and dilapidated hut in the barren mountains, she went in and out every day, searching in vain for life-saving herbs. She even thought, don’t ask anyone for help—just eat them! Like old times! Then he will regain his strength and use magic to maintain his mother's life. She couldn't imagine a life without hugs, the kind of warm, soft, fragrant hugs that only a mother could give.
In this barren mountain and wilderness, Zhu Tong finally waited for the first person.
That man had long white hair, complicated silver ornaments, and a dagger on his head. She was very beautiful, so beautiful that she didn't deserve to be in a place like this. Her eyes are also very beautiful, with a golden moon in each.
She said, you can't eat me, and you can't beat me.
Zhu Tong was not angry.
She said, you can't save her.
Zhu Tong felt silently angry.
She said she was not sick, she was old. Human life is very short, just a blink of an eye, a sigh, and it disappears in an instant. She is already very old. Originally a blind woman among humans, living to this age is considered a long life. To die like this is to celebrate and mourn. A happy funeral is a happy funeral. People will hold a big banquet. For example, there will be a new person visiting the church and the baby will be one month old.
But she will die.
Using black magic to stay alive is not a wise choice. Hades would send someone to capture her—sending the Six Paths of Impermanence, people like this woman. Even if no one cares about her, the mother will change, become less like the mother, and no longer recognize her daughter.
However, it doesn't seem to matter much.
Because she is not her daughter.
For the first time, the monster felt extremely sad because of such thoughts.
It starts with consciousness... She will become chaotic and irrational. She can go crazy, really crazy. She will also be stupid, like a newborn baby, even drooling, and unable to take care of herself. The woman with the golden moon in her eyes continued. Then there is the appearance. When her appearance changes and becomes different from what a human should look like, everything is hopeless. Because her soul has been tainted, she can no longer die as a human being. At that time, the flow of reincarnation will be settled according to new rules. Even if she is reincarnated again, the suffering she suffered in her life will not be able to exchange for the blessings in the next life.
You can't make her die forever. This is against the principles of all things and is a serious crime. She cannot gain eternal peace, and you cannot escape heavy karma. She lived a long and happy life - compared to most humans. And you, the monster girl in my concubine, have even longer years to wait.
I don't want to be alone. it's too cold. So lonely.
All living beings are lonely. But maybe, you don't need one.
So Zhu Tong made a bet with this Liudao Impermanence. She goes to ask her mother a question and gets an answer in return. If she loses, she will be left to the fate of the Six Paths. If she wins, the Six Paths of Impermanence will find more ways to extend her life for her. But this is a boring question, Zhu Tong thought to himself, it is not necessary at all. However, before arriving at the hospital bed, she finally couldn't help but ask:??????????????????
will you forgive me? I'm full of lies.
What nonsense are you talking about? my child.
The mother smiled kindly, her gray eyes reflecting her young face with eight black eyes.
I'm not your child.
I know. she says.
Then she lost her breath, but she still had a kind smile on her face. When the gray eyes were covered by eyelids, Zhu Tong finally realized that it had been too long. Human life is short-lived, but it never blooms. At what moment in her life did she notice the clues? Does she know who the murderer who murdered her daughter is?
She wanted to know more, but her mother would never answer her again.
She is not her daughter, but she is her mother.
And then...and then today. She lay on the soft lawn and looked at the sky without a trace of haze. The sky has always been so blue, even though her eight starry eyes could not reflect any color. She is a monster who has lived for such a long time - she has eaten so many people and practiced for such a long time. She is so powerful, so powerful that there are probably very few people in the Death Shadow Pavilion who can match her. And the rest of her life was dedicated to the human being she followed, including part of her power.
Or maybe without this part of her strength, she is no match for these humans...
From the moment she decided to follow Yu Yumingxu, she never changed her appearance in the year of Cardamom. She has long since become a monster that can stand on her own, and maintaining her human image is no longer a problem. But that's no longer necessary. Living here was never a punishment, and she was never alone. Loyalty and filial piety are human qualities. It was difficult for her to determine why she needed to practice these things, but she just carried it out in her own way until the last moment of her life.
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Although, I also did a lot of bad things, very bad things. At this point, can my mother still forgive me?
She stretched out her delicate hands to block the dazzling skylight. The silhouette of an old woman seemed to appear in sight, stretching out her rugged arms and whispering four words in her mouth.
my child.
