I don’t know how far I floated forward, but by the time I stopped, I had already wiped away the tears on my face.
Under the illumination of the green flames, I saw a high platform protruding from the endless flat land. On it sat one hundred and eight people according to the number of Tiangang and Disha. Most of them had their heads lowered. Only the sky in the center was The man sitting in Kuixing's position still kept his head slightly raised.
After seeing me floating over, he tilted his head up slightly, as if to see me better.
And when he raised his head, through the light of the flame, I saw his appearance clearly for the first time - it was a head without facial features!
To be honest, if I hadn't known that he was Xie Chuanyin, I would have been frightened to death if I saw this head!
No wonder he didn't let me see him before. It turned out that he was worried about scaring me.
But I was relieved to think that his face was still on his wife's head.
My body fell down in front of him. After standing still, I bowed deeply to him and said, "Senior, I admire you for your righteousness!"
He shook his head and said, "You don't have to be righteous, this is all just a transaction."
I say, in the eyes of seniors, it is a transaction, but in my opinion, this is indeed the last way to save Ling Jiang. After all, even if senior doesn't give me luck, I can't take it by force, right?
He smiled and said, you are a little kid, your speech is very nice. I'm a little doubtful, are you the grandson of Luo Chaoting, with a temper that doesn't resemble him at all?
I smiled and scratched my head, not knowing how to answer.
After laughing, I asked him, this luck is so illusory, how can he pass it on? Is it like the internal force transmission on TV, hand to hand, and then the transmission is completed?
He frowned and thought for a while. I thought he was thinking about the feasibility of this method, but he asked me a question, which caught me off guard. He asked, what is the TV?
Only then did I realize that fifty-five years ago, there was no television at all in that society.
My eyes felt sore again when I thought that he could obviously enjoy the benefits brought by social development, but ended up being trapped here for half his life.
After I explained it to him in layman’s terms for a while, I popularized the concept of internal strength to him.
I thought that after hearing this, he would definitely feel regretful and unwilling, but I never expected that he nodded and told me with a smile on his face, it’s great, they will definitely be very happy to live in this society. .
Hearing this, my heart was touched again. For some reason, my tears suddenly became uncontrollable and started to fall out.
I couldn't bear for him to see me crying, lest it would arouse his sadness, which would make me guilty. So I had to turn my back and stand there sobbing softly while quickly reaching out to wipe my tears.
It's just that these tears seem to have lost their way, they keep falling out, and they can't be wiped away no matter how hard they are wiped away.
After finally stopping my tears, I turned around and told Xie Chuanyin, "Senior, I'm sorry, I was accidentally exposed to the smoke from these fires."
Xie Chuanyin laughed loudly when he heard this and said, you are really nothing like your grandfather, and you are not even good at lying. You forgot, I can see your thoughts.
Only then did I realize that he knew what I was thinking just now, so why should I bother to cover it up?
In order to avoid embarrassment, I changed the topic to the matter of spreading luck, and then asked the previous question again.
After listening to this, he shook his head and said that what you said about the transfer of internal energy is all lies and cannot be believed.
Of course I knew it was a lie, but what surprised me was that the first time I saw that scene, I believed it to be true. Why did Mr. Xie Chuanyin know it was fake when he saw it for the first time? Isn’t this too awesome?
He said, let’s not talk about whether there is such a thing as inner strength in the world. Even if there is, it is definitely not just passed down. Otherwise, every martial arts master will pass on his inner strength to the next generation before he dies. , after a few generations, doesn’t that guy want to be invincible?
Let me go, this old man sees the problem very sharply. Why haven't I thought of this before?
Let me tell you, I know it's fake, but I don't know if luck can be passed on like this.
He shook his head and said, luck is elusive and can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. How could it be conveyed like this?
Let me tell you, how are you going to pass on your luck to me?
He said that the transmission has been completed.
I was shocked when I heard this and hurriedly asked him, is the transmission finished? Why don't I feel anything?
He said that when you just turned your back, the message had already been passed on.
Let me go, this old man, you don’t have martial ethics! I originally planned to see how you imparted luck to me, and I was about to secretly learn a little bit about it, and then pass some extra luck to Zhang Hazi when I got out, but you secretly gave me some luck. It's too insidious to pass it on, right?
After he saw through my mind, he laughed loudly and said, you little baby, you are much more interesting than grandpa. But to tell you the truth, before just now, I didn’t know about such a thing as passing on luck. It wasn't until you turned your back that I realized that all the luck had passed through.
Let me tell you, it’s meaningless for you to say this. You are a craftsman, and you know how to change other people’s luck. How can you not know how to pass it on?
He snorted coldly and said, you can push a bicycle, but can you push a ship?
I was stunned for a moment, as if it really made sense. His luck is so great that it has already exceeded the limit of his control. Even if it leaks out and is slowly passed on to me, I am afraid it will no longer be possible.
If that's the case, then how did the luck in his body get passed on to me, and it didn't take long for me to memorize it, so why did it all get passed on?
Xie Chuanyin said, I don’t know either, I just know that when your eyes water drips, the seals on my body that seal the luck will loosen. When you turn your back and cry, all the luck will go to you. As for what's going on, I'm just as blind as you. No, I don't have eyes.
I was not amused by his last joke, but I was thinking about the way this luck was transmitted and why it was so weird.
Is it possible that this luck can only be passed on through tears? If this is the case, after I go out and beat Zhang Hazi until he cries, will I pass this luck on to him?
Damn, is this too difficult for me? From the time I met Zhang Hazi until now, I have only seen him shed tears once! That was when he knew that he would become an abandoned son of the craftsman family and would be completely denied and completely forgotten by the world.
Xie Chuanyin said, although he said that the world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs, I think it should be your kindness that moved God and the luck, so they will take the initiative to come to you and prepare for your future. Protect and protect.
Although this explanation is mysterious and mysterious, it seems to make some sense. And if this is the case, then Zhang Hazi has been very kind to me since he met me, so these luck should be easily transferred to him.
Just when I was happy, Xie Chuanyin, who was sitting in the position of Tiankuixing, began to change - a gust of wind came out of the cave and blew up his clothes. Only then did I realize that his body from the neck down, All empty!
In other words, he is just a head and neck hanging there!
No wonder he said he didn't have much time. Even if these fortunes hadn't been passed on to me, he probably wouldn't have been able to last long based on his current situation.
But in order to fulfill his wish to continue the Xie family's bloodline, he has been holding on to prevent himself from dying.
Now that his luck has changed and his wish has been fulfilled, what little remains of his body begins to slowly dissipate. Starting from the bottom of the neck, it turned into bursts of ashes, which were blown away by the wind and disappeared.
At the same time, the clothes of the remaining 107 people on the high platform were also blown up. After the necks holding the clothes disappeared, the clothes went away with the wind and scattered in the cave, just like the ancestors of the Xie family flying in the air. Staring at me.
Xie Chuanyin's face had no expression, but I saw his relief and tranquility at this time. He said, little baby, can I ask you a favor?
Looking at him gradually disappearing, I couldn't help but knelt down, listened carefully, and said, "Senior, as long as I can do it, I will do it; even if I can't do it, I will ask Zhang Hazi to help me do it." .
He smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. I just hope that after you go out, you won't tell my son and grandson that you have seen me, so that they will think that I died fifty-five years ago."
Hearing this, the tears that I had wiped away burst out again. He is about to disappear from this world, but he is still thinking about whether his children and grandchildren will be sad. How can this fatherly love not be touching?
I bowed down and kowtowed three times to Xie Chuanyin, promising him that I would do my best.
After all, Xie Bugui and the others already knew that Xie Chuanyin was not dead fifty-five years ago. If they wanted to make them think that he was dead, they could only make up a lie to deceive them. And this is not something I am good at.
Xie Chuanyin laughed loudly and said, little baby, you don't have any psychological burden. It won't happen if you can't lie to me. I'm just talking about it.
After laughing for a while, only half of his head was left. He said, little baby, this is what our generation can do for the craftsmanship. The future of the craftsmanship depends on you.
I couldn't stop crying, and choked with sobs, I said over and over again to reassure my seniors that we will do our best.
His laughter came again, and then he suddenly became calm, and then he said with great relief that after fifty-five years, he could finally have a good sleep. Little baby, if you want to live well, let's... we'll never see each other again.
The last half of Xie Chuanyin's head disappeared along with the other 107 people. Looking at the tattered clothes of the ancestors flying in the sky, I knelt on the ground and cried heartbreakingly...
