C3 (1/2)
”My son, your grandmother is getting on in age. Let's go, it's a matter of time. If you want to open up, stop crying!”
”That's right...”
”Son, your grandma loves your grandpa so much. You should be happy that they're finally reunited!”
”Yeah …”
Grandmother left, and before she left, said grandpa came to pick her up, I do not know whether heaven's blessing should be sad, or as uncle and aunt said, should be happy for grandma.
”Village Head Uncle, I …”
Grief and sadness was a spontaneous action of the body that was stimulated by the outside world. Others could only comfort or stimulate or control their emotions through words. They would have to rely on themselves.
As everyone consoled each other, Heaven's Gift's sorrowful mood did not improve.
”Alright, Little Child, don't be sad. Your granny hasn't left you. She's looking at you from the sky. If you keep crying, your granny won't be happy.”
Legend has it that when a person dies, the kind will go to heaven, the wicked will go to hell, and the godsend grandparents were so kind that the villagers believed the two elders would go to heaven.
”Really?”
”Is Grandma really watching me from the sky?”
When a person dies, they go to heaven. This is a legend that God-given had heard before and believed that their grandparents would go to heaven. I just didn't expect my grandparents to see me in heaven.
”Of course it is! Look, you're crying! It's dark clouds and thunder outside! Your grandmother must be unhappy to see you crying!”
When his grandmother died, she was too engrossed in her work that she didn't notice the room had become dark. When the village chief said this, he looked outside the house.
Outside, dark clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled.
”Grandmother, I won't cry. You and grandpa must be happy in the sky!”
He cried last year, when Providence's grandfather died, when the weather changed.
Now that his grandmother was gone, he was crying again, and the weather had changed again.
The Village Chief was very certain that the changes in the weather could be influenced by the emotions bestowed by the heavens.
”That's right, be a good boy. You must remember not to cry in the future. Otherwise, your grandparents won't be happy!”
To be able to cause a change in the weather meant that the heavens were beholden to the earth.
Since ancient times, a heaven warping talent had been targeted by people. No one knew whether it was a blessing or a disaster, and the village chief was worried that he would be envied. Thus, he could only borrow the legend to remind him.
That afternoon, an old man suddenly appeared in the village after Tian Ci's grandmother was buried.
His long black and white hair fluttered in the wind, and he had a kind and kind countenance. He had a white beard and was wearing a Taoist robe, giving him the appearance of an immortal.
There was a cloth bag hanging from his left shoulder and a bamboo pole in his right hand. On the bamboo pole, there was a white cloth with the words ”Listen to the Wind and Tell the Story” written on it.
”Immortal Master, point the way!”
The old man did not speak. Everyone in the village thought he was a storyteller.
With a ”Immortal Shows the Way”, he revealed his identity, not as a storyteller, but as a fortune-teller.
Being an amateur in the martial arts world, he liked to call himself an immortal master. If someone asked him what his name was, he would say, 'Listener', 'Rain', 'storyteller'.
Actually, he had a name as well. His name was Fu Yun, and only a few people in this world knew of his name.
The mountain village was not very big, and it was too far from the big city. The living conditions were also very poor, so very few people were willing to settle here.
If anyone came to the village and was told about it, the whole village would know.
The so-called deities weren't really deities that had descended from the heavens, but cultivators in the cultivation world.
The mountain village was remote and far away from the city. Simple mortals lived in the village and they had never seen the world before. In their eyes, those that knew how to cultivate were deities.
Cultivators with deep cultivations only needed to release their spiritual sense or spiritual sense to know what was going on in the mountain village. They would never personally go there, and only those with low cultivation needed to personally go there.
Ever since Tian Ci arrived in the village, the village head announced that he could not reveal news that he was a foreign child. Although the villagers did not know the specific reason, they were all extremely secretive.
As a result, in these three years, all of the cultivators that came to the village couldn't find any useful information, so they all helplessly left.
”Are you an immortal?”
”Where are you from?”
”From the sky?”
”Master, can you accept us as your disciples?”
As soon as he entered the village, he was stopped by a group of children, who curiously asked all sorts of questions, causing Fu Yun to not know how to reply.
”Children, do not be rude to the immortal master, quickly go home …”
At this moment, the village chief quickly ran over, blasting away all the curious children.
”Immortal master, is that really you?”
”Greetings, immortal master!”
The village chief was in his fifties and his body was sturdy. He was running very fast. When he heard that a fortune-teller had arrived in the village, he immediately dropped what he was doing and ran over.
The moment he saw the fortune-teller, his eyes almost filled with tears. He was extremely excited because he had met the immortal master.
”You did well. You didn't let me down!”
Upon receiving the immortal master's praise, the Village Head immediately replied, not daring to slight him.
”I will do my best to deal with the immortal master's orders!”
When they heard that another immortal had arrived in the village, and a fortune-teller as well, the villagers put down their work and arrived at the entrance of the village with their children.