The little girl said nothing, made a face at her brother, and ran into the house in two or three steps.
Qin Tian quietly watched the joys and sorrows of the family in the air, watching the two children playing and laughing, watching the two children shaking their heads while reading together, watching the brother practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and watching the sister embroidering in the house.
However, the child was still a little playful after all. My sister didn't sit in the room for long before she ran out to play again.
Upon seeing this, her mother chased her out, grabbing her sister's ears and talking nonchalantly, but she didn't actually hit the child.
"Meow meow."
Xiao Huang barked twice.
Qin Tian lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Huang: "Then you go and deliver the letter."
Xiao Huang held the blood-stained envelope in his mouth and fell from the air.
"Meow meow."
Two meows attracted the attention of two women, one large and one small.
"Where did the raccoon slave come from?" Mother whispered, but she couldn't move her eyes away at all.
Xiao Huang's fur is bright and shiny, making people happy just by looking at it.
"Kitten, kitten." My sister came forward happily, wanting to stroke the little yellow one.
Xiao Huang didn't resist, he just squatted there quietly, waiting for his sister to come over.
"Mom, look, this kitten still has something in its mouth?"
"What?" Mother came over.
Xiao Huang very obediently put the envelope on the ground and pushed it with his paws.
"What is this?" My sister asked curiously: "This kitten is so good."
Looking at the bloody envelope, a bad feeling arose in the woman's heart.
"My wife and you are as close as each other, and you can read words like your face..."
Opening the envelope and looking at the contents on the letter paper, tears streaked down the corners of the woman's eyes.
"Mother, mother, why are you crying?"
The younger sister tugged at the corner of her mother's clothes, with a hint of sadness and a bit of fear in her eyes.
"No, it's okay. Mom is fine. Mom is just..."
The woman looked at Xiao Huang: "Where did this letter come from? He is still alive, he is still alive, right?"
She didn't know if she was crazy, but she saw a look of pity on a cat's face.
Xiao Huang sighed, shook his head slightly, flicked his tail, and barked twice.
For some reason, the woman felt that she understood what the kitten meant.
If she told others, she was afraid they would think she was crazy, but secretly, she seemed to hear the raccoon slave answering her questions.
"Is it true that he can't come back? Really?"
The woman wiped her tears and was incoherent for a moment. She seemed unwilling to believe this fact. She knew what to say and cried loudly while holding her daughter.
The news that her husband's army had been defeated on the front line had already come back. Although there was no news about her husband, she insisted that her husband was still alive.
But the bloody letter in front of her shattered her fantasy.
How she hoped that everything in front of her was just a nightmare, that her husband would be right in front of her when she woke up.
The real touch from the envelope in her hand made it impossible for her to convince herself that it was just a dream.
"I must have missed your father so much that I actually dreamed that a cat brought back a letter from your father before he died."
"Yes, it must be a dream, it must be!" The woman looked a little dazed: "Just go back and take a nap and you'll be fine. Just take a nap and you'll be fine."
Xiao Huang sighed, and there was a gurgling sound in his body.
An inexplicable spiritual wave spread out and enveloped the woman.
This is a spell that Xiao Huang figured out by himself after he woke up.
It's more like a natural ability than a spell.
When cats are in pain, they will occasionally purr to comfort themselves or their companions.
Xiao Huang transformed this talent into a spell that can be used to heal other people.
And his biggest role is to stabilize the mental state of other people.
Qin Tian tried Xiao Huang's ability and found it to be very useful.
The healing effect of this talent on physical injuries is not particularly obvious, at least not comparable to Qin Tian's methods.
But if you get carried away during the cultivation process, or your mood is unstable, it is still very beneficial to have Xiao Huang come to you for a while.
Under the influence of Xiao Huang's mental fluctuations, the woman's mood gradually stabilized.
Maybe when you wake up, you will really feel better.
"Sleep, sleep. When you wake up, you will forget all the pain."
Xiao Huang stared at the two women, one large and one small, walking into the courtyard in despair.
The little girl was obviously frightened by her mother and Xiao Huang, so Xiao Huang also took care of the little girl.
Standing in the clouds, Qin Tian waved, and Xiao Huang flew back.
On the way back, Qin Tian sent last letters home to many people.
He has seen too many joys and sorrows, but he still feels the same, and the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of mortals can still leave a little ripple in his heart.
Sometimes he would show up in person to deliver the book to their family members, but more often, it was Xiao Huang who came forward.
Those who received letters from home could only see a Taoist holding a cat disappearing into the sky from a distance.
Mortals can't tell whether Qin Tian really exists, but a letter from the family cannot be faked.
It's just that the envelopes Qin Tian sent out this time were not many, and the scope of influence was not large, so the myths and legends about this time were only circulated within a small area.
…
When he returned to the small courtyard where he had rented before, it had been nearly two years since Qin Tian left.
This small yard has not been cleaned for a long time, and it is already full of dust.
Naturally, Qin Tian would not clean the room by himself like ordinary people.
With a flick of his fingers, the entire courtyard suddenly took on a new look, and even the shabby mattress became soft and comfortable again.
Qin Tian stretched out his hand and pointed, and a recliner made of branches grew out of the ground.
Lying down and enjoying the sunshine of the winter afternoon, Qin Tian slowly closed his eyes.
He no longer needs sleep, and many times he will meditate instead of sleeping to spend the long nights.
But that didn't mean he couldn't fall asleep again.
It has been more than a year since he left Chang'an City, and he has gained a lot in this year.
Cultivation is not about forgetting one's feelings, nor is it about watching everything that happens in the world.
Closing his eyes, Qin Tian had no intention of digesting everything he had gained over the past year. At this time, he didn't want to think about anything or do anything.
He just wanted to close his eyes and have a good sleep to relieve his mental fatigue.
In a daze, Qin Tian actually felt that he had had a dream.
In his dream, he actually saw that the originally ruthless Heaven gradually developed its own emotions and desires under the influence of all things in the world.
The emotions after the death of countless animals and plants affected Tiandao, giving Tiandao a glimmer of consciousness of its own.
And when humans began to appear in this world, this process accelerated.
Human beings' rational thinking accelerates and catalyzes Heaven to have its own consciousness. Similarly, human emotions and desires also affect Heaven and give him his own preferences.
But Heaven will not interfere with the trajectory of everything in the world, nor will it show special concern for any individual.
Heaven loves everyone and all living things, but he is also absolutely ruthless.
Because he loves every creature equally, even an ant or a seaweed is a completely equal existence in his mind.
Loving everyone, in fact, to some extent can also be seen as loving everyone and every creature.
Because all creatures are completely equal to him.
But the moment Qin Tian appeared, the situation changed slightly.
In Tiandao, the status of Qin Tian, a special individual, seems to be somewhat different.
When Qin Tian became more and more conspicuous in Tiandao's eyes, Tiandao sent a wisp of his breath to Qin Tian.
He hopes to get more from Qin Tian. Tiandao feels that Qin Tian can make up for the missing part of himself!
But in fact, Heaven lacks nothing, it is perfect, and it is the truth for how everything in this world operates.
What Tiandao longs for is actually to improve his own level and realize his own transformation.
He didn't know what his desire meant to Qin Tian.
If Qin Tianzhen really agrees to Tiandao's request, I am afraid that he will instantly merge with Tiandao and truly exist forever.
But...is that still Qin Tian?
For hundreds of millions of years, what will happen if the memories and emotions of all living things turn into a torrent and pour into a person's mind?
assimilation.
Qin Tian's only fate in the end is to be assimilated by the way of heaven.
Even if this is not Tiandao's original intention, even if Tiandao is even willing to hand over his initiative.
But Tiandao is so big that it doesn't make any sense whether he hands over the initiative or not.
The moment Qin Tian agreed to merge with Heavenly Dao, that's when he died.
It seems that he has gained eternal life, but in fact he has become a puppet of Tiandao, or a part of Tiandao's insignificant clone.
Qin Tian is not willing to bet on the tiny possibility that he still retains consciousness. At least he knows that he cannot do that now.
Even if he really wants to conform to the way of heaven, I am afraid that Qin Tian must at least have the strength comparable to that of the ancestor Hongjun in the legend of his previous life.
Before this, Qin Tian would never consider this possibility.
Opening his eyes, Qin Tian found two drops of hot tears slowly falling from the corners of his eyes.
Those were the tears of Heaven, which felt sad for Qin Tian's rejection.
But Tiandao will not interfere with Qin Tian's choice. He will wait for the day when Qin Tian makes his own choice.
No matter what Qin Tian chooses, after death, he will naturally integrate into the way of heaven.
In the eyes of Tiandao, there is actually no concept of time.
The life of a mortal is only a short period of a hundred years, and among the hundreds of millions of years since Heaven became conscious, a hundred years is but a blink of an eye.
Even if it lasts for thousands of years, it is still just the blink of an eye to the way of heaven.
He can wait until the day when Qin Tian makes his choice.
Or... wait until Qin Tian dies.
Opening his eyes, Qin Tian found that there was an extra layer of fallen leaves around him.
After a quick calculation, spring passed and winter came again. It looked like he only slept for one night, but in fact he slept for a whole year.
"Meow meow."
Xiao Huang screamed happily at the side, seeming to be happy that Qin Tian was awake.
Qin Tian stood up, smiled and touched Xiao Huang's head: "Thank you for protecting me this year. Thank you for your hard work!"
Xiao Huang raised his head in enjoyment, squinted his eyes, and purred in his throat.
He licked Qin Tian's palm.
"You haven't eaten for a year. Are you starving?"
A wisp of pure spiritual energy appeared in Qin Tian's hand.
"Try this?"
The aura was like dried meat, swallowed by Xiao Huang three times.
It was just a piece of spiritual energy, but it made Xiao Huang burp.
Looking at her eager eyes, she seemed to still want it, but Qin Tian smiled and scratched Xiao Huang's chin.
"Okay, don't eat too much at one time, otherwise you'll be full."
Qin Tian stood up and looked up at the sky.
This year's sleep was actually the process of communication between him and Heaven.
During this year, Qin Tian saw the formation process of Tiandao and understood what Tiandao wanted.
The Way of Heaven is not an illusory thing. It exists beside everyone and loves every living thing equally.
Likewise, he will not target any creature or species, nor will he interfere with their evolutionary process.
But since human intelligence and rationality are indeed the highest species in the world, Heaven still has a slight preference for humans.
In order to complement himself, or enable himself to jump to a higher level, Tiandao is very eager to merge with Qin Tian.
For this reason, Tiandao did not hesitate to show everything he had to Qin Tian, and even took the initiative to hand over part of his authority.
Now, Qin Tian can mobilize part of Tiandao's authority to a limited extent.
But really speaking, it is of no use.
The way of heaven sounds very majestic, but he will not interfere with the trajectory of everything in this world, nor will he allow anyone to interfere.
To put it simply, Qin Tian, as a creature in this world, can rely on his own abilities to solve anything, but he can never rely on the way of heaven to deal with other creatures or have any influence.
The only purpose of Heavenly Dao's authority is to allow Qin Tian to know the past of anything in this world.
To put it simply, the way of heaven is equivalent to a database that can only be accessed and cannot be modified. This database records all information about the current world.
Qin Tian can check the movement trajectory of any person, or even every atom in a stone - provided that Qin Tian's brain can withstand such a huge amount of information!
But we can only consult the past and cannot predict the future, because the way of heaven cannot do this.
"It's useful, but not completely useful." Qin Tian smiled helplessly.
After this dream, Qin Tian also felt relieved, and his resistance to the way of heaven also disappeared invisibly.
Qin Tian has no way to deal with this kind of Tiandao who has no self at all and is even willing to hand over everything he owns in order to merge with Qin Tian.
To put it harshly, Qin Tian even felt that Tiandao was a bit... licking.
The crux of the problem is that for Qin Tian, merging with Heavenly Dao is not only a disadvantage but also a disadvantage and has no benefits.
How could he agree to such a request? No wonder Tiandao requested fusion with such a humble attitude. After all, he was asking for help from others!
(End of chapter)
