Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

There was heat in the stone pot, the firewood occasionally crackled and the snowflakes were still flying.

Luo Chen took off his jacket to cover her body for the old grandmother, helping her block the wind and snow!

The fairy radiance from the outside world is flying, killing and cutting the sky and shaking together, and it has reached the point where it shakes the mountain and the sea, and evokes the resonance of the avenue!

But in the dilapidated yard, the old man's hands trembled lightly, and he was taking soup with his own hands!

This is a kind of heart, but also a kind of regret!

Luo Chen stretched out his hand, the endless vitality had already been mobilized in his body, and he was ready to take a rescue.

But the old grandmother seemed to feel something, and suddenly reached out and held Luo Chen's hand!

"No, let me go, I'm already dead!" The old grandmother smiled and said, she was kind and gentle, and her words were gentle!

"Death is relief for me, it is my wish!"

These words made Luo Chen's hand tremble!

already dead!

There are three deaths!

The first time I die!

The heart is dead, it means that there is no longer any nostalgia for this world, the people I like, the things I care about are gone, and some are just living instinctively.

There is a saying, without you, mountains, rivers, stars and sun are all superfluous!

And the old grandmother's heart died long ago, the great holy spirit of the Hao clan she cared about is no longer, her caring son is dead, and her grandson Haotian is dead too!

In this world, she has no worries for a long time, and there is no one who will be concerned about her anymore in this world.

To live is just a torment and instinct, like a walking dead.

So death is a relief for her!

"You don't need to go"

"I know." The old grandmother pressed Luo Chen's hand again.

"You saved the Hao clan. This is a kindness. Before I leave, I want to repay a little kindness." The old grandmother smiled kindly again.

"The last request, accompany me, will you take me away?" Tears fell in the old grandmother's eyes again!

Her body is illusory, a little bit of brilliant light shines.

She had already handed the bowl of soup to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen took the bowl with both hands and took a sip. There was no smell, but it was warm, warm, and warm!

"tasty?"

"It's delicious." Luo Chen nodded with a smile.

Because of Luo Chen's words, the old grandmother suddenly showed a sincere smile again.

"I'm old, so I can only do something like this." The old grandmother reached out and grabbed Luo Chen's hand, held it tightly, and stroking it over and over again, she was confirming that Luo Chen was still there!

And Luo Chen's words undoubtedly made her very happy, because she still has value and can make some contributions.

Seeing the old grandmother's trembling hands, Luo Chen spoke softly.

"Afraid?"

"afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, I am here!" Luo Chen comforted.

For death, anyone will be afraid of instinct.

Because after the physical death, that is the second death!

After death, I can no longer feel everything in this world. It is a kind of nothingness, a kind of detachment!

But there is a third death, which is also a real death!

That kind of death is that the world will erase your traces, erase the bits and pieces you have stayed in this world.

Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years!

At that time, no one in this world remembered you, and no one knew that you had been in this world before, and you disappeared silently.

Why does the world worship ancestors?

More is to prove that there was such a person in this world.

Let this person live in his heart, and someone will remember him or her!

But with the passage of time, all this will return to dust and dirt to dust.

When you leave, no one in this world will remember, no one will remember your voice and smile, remember your look, even your name!

This is the last death, and it is also the real death.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid this world will forget me."

"I'm afraid no one knows me, no one remembers me."

"I am afraid that this indifferent world will erase the last proof of my existence."

"But you are here, I'm not afraid anymore." The old grandmother smiled, but the tears were already rolling, and the tears kept rolling down.

Others in the Hao clan don't care about the old grandmother. In their eyes, the old grandmother is just a tool to protect the Hao family.

Therefore, they will not remember the old grandmother.

The death of the old grandmother only lost a tool to protect Hao Shi.

But the old grandmother knows that Luo Chen is willing to come and send her one last time, which means that in Luo Chen's heart, the old grandmother is just an ordinary old woman, an old grandmother!

Others will not remember her, but Luo Chen will.

Not living in this indifferent world, but living in a warm heart, this is also alive!

That's enough!

When many old people leave, no one cares because they are already old people. Who cares about them?

Who cares about their fear?

But they were also young once, and they owned the whole world!

After all, all young people will get old!

"When people are old, they just love nagging, because every time I say a word, I miss a word."

"Someone greets people when they are born, and someone sees them off when they leave. This is enough." The old grandmother held Luo Chen's hand.

"When I can walk, I can still walk with a smile, my old lady is already very satisfied."

"I, I'm leaving, thank you for sending it away!" The old grandmother's body shone brightly and rose in the sky.

"Live well and feel the beauty of this world, a flower, a cloud, a gust of wind..." The light on the old grandmother's body dissipated, and the outside world was shaken!

On the other side, the old grandmother in the war was also smiling at this moment, and then disappeared in the wind and snow.

A soul light of Ruoyouruowu also traversed thousands of mountains and rivers at this moment, leaped over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and then went straight to the funeral star, where there is the underworld, where there is the end of the world, to the ruins!

At this moment, a gray-haired old man in the auspicious dragon city looked at the sky full of Huaguang in a daze!

And Luo Chen got up and waved goodbye!

Finally, Luo Chen pushed open the door of the yard. Standing outside the door were full of people from the Hao clan.

"What's her name?" Luo Chen asked.

No one answered, because no one knew, no one knew, because no one cared.

Luo Chen indifferently looked at the crowded people outside the door, and finally looked at him coldly, and then strode away.

The old grandmother has toiled for 200,000 years, and forcibly endured 200,000 years for the Hao clan!

How many days and nights, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, but no one knows her name!

The old grandmother of the Hao clan is dead!

This is a major event for Jixiangtian and also a major event for the entire Hao clan!

Haoguang is back, still the young master, because Haotian has never officially regained the position of young master before!

In the yard, there was no one around, only Ding Peng, who was the most trusted by the old grandmother, stood in front of Haoguang. "So, he is not Haotian?"