aircannonsinc Chapter 211 Contentment
Chapter 211 Contentment
On the stone steps outside Bubulu.
Bai Zhu looked down at Liyue Harbor, watching the human interactions and the ever-changing world, and sighed softly.
Mo Ran glanced at him and remained motionless.
Qiqi and Hutao looked at each other, said goodbye to the man in black, and walked down the long stone steps hand in hand, talking and laughing. There was no sign of the look on Qiqi's face just now as if she was facing a great enemy.
"Shall we go outside Liyue Harbor together?"
"Okay, I haven't been there for a long time. Let's go take the little sparrow first. It hasn't been out for a long time either."
"Well, Qiqi's suggestion is very much in the heart of this hall master!"
Qiqi was smiling happily. In the pharmacy, she was a meticulous pharmacist, but in front of her good friend Hu Tao, who loved and hated her, she was a complete "madman".
At the original spot, Mo Ran looked at the disciple's departing back, sighed faintly, and said: "Traveler, you take the seal and go back first. Mr. Bai and I have something to discuss."
Kong didn't ask any more questions. He nodded slightly and started his journey home.
Mo Ran looked around and saw that there was no one else around. The young man in his peripheral vision looked like he wanted to find someone to talk to, but his emotions were almost overflowing.
"Okay, there's no one else here now, so just say whatever you want to say."
"Mr. Mo Ran, Uncle Mo!" Bai Zhu used the same title he had used when he accompanied his master to meet this gentleman more than ten years ago.
At that time, Changsheng was also present, and he laughed like this, "Uncle Mo, hahahaha."
But now, the master has passed away, and he has grown from the ignorant boy he used to be to the meticulous young man he is now.
Mo Ran closed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Little silver snake, your laughter is still as loud as it was back then."
"No, no, it's not as powerful as your eternal youth, Old Black Face." Changsheng rolled around on his shelf, obviously very relaxed.
After all, having lived here for a long time, one would always want to find some people with common topics and like-minded people. It just so happened that the man in black and the silver snake seemed to have hit it off at first sight more than ten years ago, and they have been talking happily ever after, although they were just trivial things that need not be mentioned.
"Okay, we'll talk later. Let Bai Zhu talk first. The expression on his face just now didn't look pleasant." Mo Ran said with a smile.
Bai Zhu smiled at first, then his eyes were a little lonely, and with a hint of determination, he said: "In fact, the masters know better than anyone else the consequences of using the power of Chen Yugu."
“But in the face of the cries of grief and sorrow of all living things, the birth, aging, sickness and death of loved ones and friends, we will eventually use our inhuman strength, just like moths flying into the flame, in the long night of suffering of all living beings, pursuing the hope of transcending life and death.”
"But I am probably too greedy. I want to pursue the light, but I don't want to get burned. Uncle Mo, do you think I am possessed?"
Mo Ran closed his eyes and said with a smile: "It is normal for moths to fly into flames, but if they fly into a lamp, there will be no worries."
"Uncle Mo, is this possible?"
"Maybe or not, don't you have the answer in your heart? Just do it when you have made up your mind. Someone will back you up. I don't know any medical skills, but I still have some ability to save lives."
Mo Ran's voice was calm, like an old antique looking at his own younger generation.
Since Baizhu compares himself to a moth, using immortality to divert illness and pain from a raging fire, and light will harm oneself, then Mo Ran will be the lampshade to preserve his light and protect his life.
Bai Zhu was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "I respect those teachers who sacrificed their lives for their ideals, but I don't intend to become one of them, nor do I want this contract to continue to be passed down to future generations."
"What is poison? What is disease?" Bai Zhu said to himself: "If disease is a manifestation of the body being different from usual, then poison can be an elixir of life."
“Studying all kinds of diseases and poisons to achieve immortality may seem against the laws of nature to ordinary people, but to me, this is no different from what our ancestors did to taste all kinds of herbs and overcome all kinds of diseases.”
"I don't want the later ones to have a short life due to the contract, nor do I want the immortals to die due to losing the contract. In this case, there is only one thing I can do, right?"
"Give me some time, Bai Shu." Mo Ran sighed and said, "I will leave after a while. At least before I find a way to come back, if you are in good health, don't think about not dying."
"Moreover, you want to achieve immortality through poison. This method will inevitably lead to a lot of suffering. Although your intention is good, if you lose control, you will not have any chance of survival!"
"Got it? Give me some time, wait a little longer."
Bai Zhu felt warmed at heart when he heard this. In fact, because of the existence of Du Binglu, many patients in Liyue Harbor went there to seek medical treatment, so his health was not too bad.
But there will be a day when his energy will run out. If he continues to follow the routine, it will be another ten years at most before his death. But he is unwilling to accept this and does not want his disciples to suffer.
Bai Zhu wants to bear this contract alone. He wants to shoulder all the poisons and diseases in the world, so that there will be no more separation and death in this world, and everyone can be reunited forever.
"Uncle Mo, as I said before, I will be the last contractor, and let the inheritance of this contract end with me."
Mo Ran remained silent. The two men and the snake looked at the prosperous commercial port with clear eyes. They did not fall into that time again, because the present was already the best.
After the sunset, the frosty moonlight appears, covering the earth and covering the ground with a layer of dreamy and ambiguous gauze.
After a while, Changsheng chuckled and said, "Bai Shu, you are truly immortal. Even the demon gods back then could not achieve that. You want to save others, and you want to save yourself. In the end, you even want to save me. You are so greedy."
"If you are not greedy, are you still a mortal?" Bai Zhu smiled brightly like a star, and said, "You are afraid of the candlelight, but you also yearn for the light. Such a selfish moth can only fly to the moon."
"Are you unwilling to be content with the light of a fluorescent candle, but instead yearn for the bright moon?" Mo Ran looked at a few children running together under the stairs of Bubu House. Their laughter seemed to be the most beautiful music in the world.
Mo Ran then said slowly: "The east wind that helped you probably needs to rest for a while."
"That's okay. If you run into the candlelight in front of you, you will die. But chasing the bright moon far away in the sky is basically harmless." Bai Zhu raised his eyes to look at the bright moon, his voice soft.
"That's good, that's good." Mo Ran laughed and said, "It's time for me to go too. Goodbye, both of you."
The man in black clothes thought about it, and the wheels of the wheelchair retracted and transformed into six things similar to mechanical feet. He climbed down the steps in front of Bubu's hut and went home.
Changsheng coiled his arms around Baizhu's neck, his eyes fixed on the children who had run around and then turned back. He sighed faintly, "Sometimes I really envy these children. They can be happy and contented as long as they are well fed and well-drinking."
Bai Zhu smiled when he heard this and said, "Haha, isn't it these tiny bits of happiness that make us mortals greedy for our whole lives?"
"However, children's dreams will eventually be easily shattered as they grow up." Bai Zhu sighed slightly.
"What does it matter?" Changsheng gently wrapped around Baizhu, pressing his whole body against him, thinking: You can always be a child, you don't have to be so sensible.
Bai Zhu didn't know whether it was because of Changsheng's sudden change or because he understood what was in Changsheng's mind, but he reached out his hand, gently stroked Changsheng's slightly cold body, and smiled silently.
In Liyue Harbor, where the lights were bright, a man in black clothes sat in a wheelchair. He arrived at the door of his home, stretched out a wooden arm from the chair, and pushed open the gate.
There are a lot of people inside and it's very lively.
Dainsleb was being held by four abyss apostles and half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of rage. He was torturing Ying, while Kong, Qiqi, Shenhe and Ningguang were watching with great interest.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and they all looked towards the door. Mo Ran suddenly didn't know what to say, so he just went to the three children, said a few words that he was finally going to go into seclusion, and then entered the secret room in the house.
As for the torture in the yard, it had nothing to do with him.
Mo Ran sat in a wheelchair and closed his eyes. A lot of things had happened in the past year. Combined with the accumulation and sedimentation over the past years, he finally made a breakthrough.
In his mind, scenes from the past lingered. From the change of his state of mind to the breakthrough of his own strength, it might take a long time, or it might just be a moment.
Mo Ran didn't know how long it would take. Before he completely entered into a state of ecstasy, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I may not be able to celebrate your birthday on October 25th this year."
"I hope you can remember this grudge in the future. I will remember this account for myself first!"