Chapter 909: Life is short, don’t leave any regrets
On her deathbed, Mrs. Li held Li Yuan's hand tightly and looked at her children with her cloudy eyes, feeling both reluctant and relieved.
Birth, aging, sickness and death are the norm in a mortal’s life. It has been like this since ancient times and there is nothing worth forcing.
Dying peacefully of old age is the best ending.
However, as a mother, she was still a little worried.
"Yuan'er, you must treat Nianxi well..."
"Yue'er, don't get mad at your brother. Mother knows that you admire him the most..."
"Nianxi, Nianxi... You are a good child. You have been taking care of the household affairs for these years and taking care of us two old bones. Thank you for your hard work..."
The white-haired Mrs. Li stretched out her trembling hand and pulled the hands of Li Yuan, Li Yue'er and Shen Nianxi together.
Although they were all in their sixties, the three of them still knelt down and stepped forward, shedding tears, to accompany their mother for the last moments.
Holding the hands of the three children in her eyes, Mrs. Li gradually smiled, and a smile of relief flashed across her wrinkled face.
"Yuan'er, why did you go out to play again?"
"My little Yue'er, why do you always like to secretly watch your brother since you were a child?"
"Mom is so sleepy that she doesn't have the energy to cook for you... My children, remember to eat well and go to bed early. If it's cold and windy, remember to put on thick clothes and don't get cold..."
Mrs. Li had a moment of clarity, her mind was a little confused, it seemed like she had returned to the childhood of Li Yuan and Li Yue'er, and it seemed like she knew she was about to fall asleep, she kept talking, until her voice became lower and lower, and the palms that were tightly holding the children became colder and colder...
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Kneeling in front of his parents' tombstone, Li Yuan had a white scarf on his forehead and was wearing a linen robe, looking indescribably sad.
It is already night, the moon is shining brightly and the stars are twinkling.
There are several tombs on the hill, all of which belong to the ancestors of the Li family. Recently, two new tombs have been added.
The loyal guard Lao Fuguang silently guarded the foot of the mountain. Knowing that Yuan Zun was in a low mood, he did not dare to disturb him in the slightest.
Over the years, he has blocked many contacts with immortals and gods, and avoided many factors that would irritate Yuan Zun, allowing Li Yuan to truly have peace in his life.
I don’t know if it was influenced by Li Yuan’s personality, but the mountain god Fuguang was always by Yuan Zun’s side, and his state of mind gradually became peaceful. He lost his impetuousness and profit-seeking mentality, and began to truly think about the meaning of being an immortal god.
In the eyes of the god of Fuguang Mountain, this earthly life is a complete journey bestowed upon Yuanzun by heaven and earth.
Just like polishing a peerless gem, it has a unique shining brilliance as well as the essence of quiet sedimentation, making it round and full.
The love of parents, the kindness of neighbors, the tenderness of a wife, the respect of brothers and sisters, the friendship of friends... Friendships big and small, paid attention to or ignored, all make up a complete life.
This is what Anshan Li Yuan never had. Since he was born, he has shouldered all the responsibilities on himself. He has always been a pioneer and protector, but he lacks many deeper experiences.
Therefore, God allowed him to live a peaceful life, experience the various flavors of life, and achieve perfection. It also foreshadows the beginning of a new era and the arrival of a great change.
If the immortals are narrow-minded, selfish, and not clear-headed, then they should go into the mortal world for a while! Until they become sober and see through everything.
Look at the happy mediocrity of the lights in thousands of homes, look at the seven emotions and six desires in this world, look at the reluctance to leave the short and bitter life of mortals, which blooms briefly like a shooting star and then perishes.
If he is lucky enough to return and become a god again, with all his memories restored, can he still be so high and mighty and treat living beings as ants and grass?
Will we still regard the emotions and pain, comfort and hardship, and even separation of life and death that we have experienced personally as unimportant things and hurt them at will?
The way of heaven does not need useless gods, let alone gods who harm all living beings. The purpose of establishing heaven is to maintain order in the three realms and stabilize the peace of all spirits.
Many immortals and gods have forgotten this original intention over the long years. The appearance of Yuan Zun will restore all these corrupt things to their original intention.
'Perhaps, I should also forget the memory of the immortals and go to the mortal world... The joys, sorrows, anger and happiness behind the lights of thousands of houses are all so real. Mortals are not tools to contribute incense, they... are people, living people.'
Fuguang Mountain God lowered his eyes. He transformed into the "loyal guard Lao Fuguang". During the decades that Li buried his identity, he witnessed the birth, aging, illness and death of mortals. For him, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness were also precious experiences close to the world.
However, compared to himself, Fukuguang Mountain God is more concerned about Yuan Zun who is kneeling alone in front of his parents' tombstone.
Although they are just parents in this world, their unconditional love is completely real emotion.
Now that both his parents are buried in the earth, this must be a great shock to Yuan Zun. The loyal guard Lao Fuguang is a little worried.
However, Lao Fuguang's worries were unnecessary. Although Li Yuan felt painful and reluctant, he did not develop any overly paranoid emotions.
He just looked at his parents' tombstone quietly, his eyes trembling and deep.
"Thank you, thank you for your care..."
Li Yuan's face was old and wrinkled, his hair was dancing in the cold night wind. He kowtowed earnestly in front of the grave with his forehead touching the ground.
"Dad, Mom, believe me, you will have a better life in the next life."
"This is the only thing I can do..."
Li Dagui and Madam Li knew that Li Yuan had many supernatural powers, but they kept it secret all their lives, and they were unwilling to let outsiders know and cause trouble for their children.
Although Li Yuan still hadn't fully recovered his memory, he could vaguely recall many vague things. He had mixed feelings and was in a state of confusion.
But no matter who I am, in this life, I am Li Yuan of the Xiyuan Li family, a child who is loved by his parents.
He was grateful to Li Dagui and Madam Li, the respect and reluctance of the Li children in Xiyuan Town for their parents, and the sincere gratitude of Anshan Li Yuan to these two.
Life is short and hurried, but his parents' simple love, his wife's gentleness and consideration, his sister's admiration and concern, and all kinds of sincere thoughts made Li Yuan feel the long-lost warmth.
This world is like a safe haven, allowing Yuan Zun, who was going further and further away and becoming more and more silent as he went forward in the catastrophe, to have a good rest, relive the simple happiness, and regain his original intention.
The dark night shines with dew, and the early morning glow reflects the brilliance.
After kneeling in front of the grave for a whole night again, Li Yuan felt exhausted and his knees were numb. He tried hard to straighten his aging body, slightly hunched over, and stood up and walked down the mountain.
He didn't know who he was, but it was obvious that this life was coming to an end, and rest... was also about to end.