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Wang Lin laughed dumbly, nodded, and said, "Yes, when uncle makes a lot of money, he will go back and marry a wife."
Daniel was about to speak when his father called out to him in the iron shop. Daniel quickly responded and said to Wang Lin with a grimace: "Oh, we have to make iron again." With that, he reluctantly returned to the iron shop. shop.
A few words of scolding from Daniel's father came from the shop. Wang Lin took a sip of wine and sat quietly at the door. At this time, some snowflakes gradually fell from the sky. Slowly, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger. The first snow of the year fell from the sky silently.
The temperature suddenly cooled down.
The snowflakes hit Wang Lin's face and quickly melted into ice water. Wang Lin looked up at the dim sky. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand and shook it casually, and the surrounding snowflakes instantly condensed.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and released his right hand. The snowflakes immediately dispersed and floated around again. This scene happened very quickly, and no pedestrians noticed anything unusual. They just lowered their heads and hurried on.
As the sky gets darker, the number of pedestrians gradually decreases. Eventually, there is no one in the entire street. Even the surrounding shops are closed early due to heavy snowfall. They are no longer doing business, but family reunions. Warm yourself by the stove.
This kind of warmth, in addition to the body, also has the soul. The family is reunited. That kind of warmth can drive away any cold.
Wang Lin's eyes gradually showed a look of decline. The coldness brought by the snowflakes was really insignificant to him. But at this time, he looked at the lights in the shops around him. His shop was the only one on the whole street. It was pitch black, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
This kind of coldness cannot be driven away by any source of fire, nor can it be compensated by any magical powers. This kind of coldness is the price of understanding the way of heaven, and it is a necessity for understanding life.
If you want to transform into a god, you must first transform into a mortal.
"Becoming mortal is easy to say, but in fact it is not that simple. Wang Lin now feels lonely. He knows that he must continue to feel this kind of loneliness.
"Compared with this loneliness, a few years later, everyone around me died one by one, and it seemed that I was the only one in the whole world. Compared with this, that is the real loneliness.
Wang Lin was silent. After a long time, he stood up staggeringly. His whole body seemed to be getting older at this moment. He slowly packed up the chairs at the door, returned to the shop, and closed the door gently.
After a long time, a ball of fire lit up inside the shop. Although it looked like other shops around it, in fact, the fire was just an appearance, and there was a deep loneliness hidden inside.
Wang Lin was sitting by the stove. The shop was very warm, but his heart was getting colder and colder. After being silent for a long time, Wang Lin took his storage bag, took out a statue from it, and placed it next to him.
This statue is engraved with his father.
Looking at the statue, the coldness in Wang Lin's heart gradually diminished. He took out the statue of his mother, and then he took out the statues one by one from the storage bag and placed them around the stove.
There are boyfriends and daughters in the statue, some old and some young, all of whom were neighbors in the small village back then.
Looking at these statues, Wang Lin smiled. Although this smile was full of satisfaction, if anyone saw this smile at this time, they would feel that it was not a smile, but a silent cry.
The fire is flickering, and the light and shade are uncertain. The same is true when it is reflected on people's faces. It is even more strange when it is reflected on those wood carvings.
Gently picking up the statues one by one, the coldness in Wang Lin's heart gradually disappeared. However, although there was less loneliness, there was more sadness.
"Can't let gocan't let go" Wang Lin murmured to himself. When he was cultivating immortality in his early years, he couldn't let go of his relatives. Even now, he still can't let go.
" However, this kind of emotion is different from that of the past. If you want to transform into a god, you must first transform into a mortal. If you truly let go of your family ties and everything else, it will be impossible to transform into a mortal.
The reason why every monk in the divine transformation stage is powerful is not only because of his cultivation, but more importantly, because he has a deeply hidden emotion in his heart. It is this emotion that allows them to transform into a mortal. Through emotions, you can break through the Yuanying and reach the state of becoming a god.
It is precisely because of this obsession that Wang Lin did not encounter too many setbacks in becoming a mortal, but gradually felt the feeling of a mortal.
At this moment, he was immersed in the longing for his parents, quietly comprehending this feeling. The spiritual power in his body began to spin crazily again. This spin gradually leaked out of the body, and the energy in the shop Above all wood carvings,For a moment, his face showed excitement and he said: "Brothers of the Wang family, this"
Daniel rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, just take it. Uncle Wang sells a wood carving, which is worth ten taels of gold."
Daniel's father glared at Daniel again, and then took a deep breath. He picked up the wine bottle, took a big sip, nodded and said: "Brother Wang, what's ten or eight years? As long as you live here for one day, I will bring you a pot every day."
Wang Lin chuckled, looking at the father and son in front of him, his heart gradually became less cold and felt a little warm.
That night, Daniel¡¯s father drank a lot, and two bottles of wine were obviously not enough. Daniel waited on the side until he brought the tenth bottle, which was enough.
In the end, Daniel¡¯s father was drunk and passed away, but he kept holding the gold tightly in his hand and was helped back by Daniel.
Before leaving, Daniel whispered to Wang Lin: "Uncle Wang, I have a lot of wine in my house. My father won't let me tell others. In fact, there are several large jars in the cellar of my house, which are all left by our ancestors. , I heard that there are a lot of them buried underground. If my father hadn¡¯t refused to sell them, my mother wouldn¡¯t have let him borrow money.¡±
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My daughter is sick, so I need to spend more time with her at night. Today is the second update. In a few days, I will look for a few days and continue the third update.
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