From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 381 The Immortal
"You, you are here..."

Struggling to lean against the pillow, Old Lady Zheng wiped away the tears on her face and looked kindly at the little boy lying in front of the window.

The little boy was covered in dust and leaves, and looked thin. He was crying in front of the window.

"I'm sorry, I...I thought I could repay you by giving you more peaches than you could eat, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Kunlun Tai lowered his head, looking as if he had done something wrong, and recalled what the strange man in the mist said that day.

"It turns out that these peach trees really can't change anything."

"My dear, don't say that. I'm actually very happy." Old Mrs. Zheng struggled to wipe the dust and tears off the little boy's face.

"I am an old woman who is about to die. It is a blessing for me to have such a filial son before I die."

The little boy looked up and said, "But, but that peach forest is useless! Now you can't even eat peaches, and you are being bullied by bad guys!"

When he said the word "bad guy", the little boy gritted his teeth, and there seemed to be a gleam in his pupils, which looked very creepy.

"He... he's not a bad guy, he's my son, but he... took the wrong path." Old Mrs. Zheng had tears on her face, and she stroked the boy's head with her conscious hand: "You promised grandma that you wouldn't hurt the villagers, and you wouldn't hurt that 'bad guy', okay?"

The little boy lowered his head, but finally nodded reluctantly.
Old Mrs. Zheng suddenly looked very happy: "Besides, that peach forest is not useless. Although I am old and can't eat peaches, I can still smell the peach fragrance."

"Tao Xiang?" The little boy looked up in confusion.

Old Mrs. Zheng nodded, and for a moment she seemed to have forgotten the pain in her body. Her cloudy eyes moved, and she looked reminiscing: "Yes, it's the same peach fragrance as when I was young..."

She gestured to the little boy, her eyes full of happiness: "At that time, Gangzi was about the same age as you are now, just up to my knees, and I carried him on my back to pick wild peaches in the mountains."

"At that time, there was less to eat and fewer peaches. The big ones were all picked by others, so I picked two small ones. Gangzi didn't want to eat any and insisted on giving me one. I was reluctant to eat it either, so I carried Gangzi on my back all the way home, smelling the fragrance of peaches."

Looking at the old man immersed in happiness with a smile on his face, the little boy didn't know the reason and couldn't understand the emotions in the old man's words. He just listened quietly without interrupting.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

As he was talking, the old man began to cough violently, as if he wanted to cough out his entire heart and liver.

The little boy was at a loss, so he poured a glass of water from the pot and brought it to the old lady:
“Drink water, drink water!”

After drinking it reluctantly, the old lady's face suddenly flashed with a strange round red luster.

At this time, Kunlun Tai didn't know what the last breath meant. He just looked at the old lady's sudden improvement with joy, thinking that the water he brought was effective.

"I, I'm going to die."

Old Mrs. Zheng looked at the little boy and suddenly said,
"Death, what is death?" This was the second time the little boy noticed this word.
The strange man also told him this word, and said it meant "riding a crane to the west."

"I just couldn't talk or eat. I could only lie still in a small space."

"Is it sleeping?"

"I guess so, but I just slept for a long time and couldn't wake up."

The little boy nodded. Thinking that the old man in front of him was going to sleep all the time and no longer talk to him, he suddenly felt a little flustered and asked carefully:

"Then, then can you not die?" Mrs. Zheng was amused by the boy's words, and her face suddenly became peaceful: "I'm afraid that's not possible."

"Isn't it all right if I just don't sleep?"

Old Mrs. Zheng shook her head and touched the little boy's head. "No, as long as you are human, as long as you are alive, this day will come. There is a man called the King of Hell who is in charge. If he wants me to go, I have to go."

"Is there anyone in the world who can be immortal?"

"Silly boy, how could there be such a person..." Old Lady Zheng paused as she spoke, her thoughts suddenly becoming a little scattered, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses: "But now it seems that there is one."

"Who is it and where is it?"

"In Shuchuan, there are many mountains like Emei Mountain. Many people now say that there are immortal people living on those mountains."

The little boy's eyes lit up: "Then I will go find them and beg them for a way to not die, and then come back to find you, so that you can wake up and don't have to sleep all the time!"

"Good boy, my good boy!"

Mrs. Zheng burst into tears suddenly, as if she realized something, and looked towards the peach forest with trembling eyes: "Little one, can you pick a peach for me?"

"it is good!!"

The little boy was very fast. He returned from the peach forest in a few seconds, holding the largest pink and white peach in his hand.

"My dear, my dear..."

Old Mrs. Zheng lay on the bed, mumbling to herself, placing the pink peach on the pillow, and looking at the little boy with a smile, just like when she was young.
The little boy is still asking:
"Then tell me where those undead people are? I'll go find them now!"

"Do they live in the mountains too? Do I have to give them lots of peaches so they can learn how to become immortal?"

"I seem to have met such a person, but I don't know if he can survive..."

The little boy continued to chatter, but this time he waited for a long time and no one came to answer his questions.
He raised his head and found that Mrs. Zheng had closed her eyes at some point, her chest stopped rising and falling, and her face looked peaceful and calm.

It was not until a long time had passed that the little boy realized that this seemed to be the death that Old Lady Zheng had talked about.

Realizing this, the little boy stood up quickly, ran out of the house and looked up at the sky.

But even when his neck was sore from looking, he still didn’t see the white crane flying over…
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When Zheng Gang returned to the wooden house, several villagers were standing outside the door, their eyes filled with sorrow, and they did not go in.

After some inquiries, I learned that the long-delayed old lady Zheng had finally gone. I rushed into the room in surprise.
"Hahahahahaha, the old immortal is finally dead. Now the peach forest and this piece of land are mine!"

As soon as he entered the room, he saw that the old man he hated had indeed died on the bed.

Zheng Gang's eyes were bloodshot, and just as he was delighted, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a lovely pink and white wild peach beside the old man's pillow.

The old man, whose chest was no longer beating, clutched the peach, his face showing an expression of incomparable joy and peace.

This is a wild peach unique to Mount Emei. It is a wild peach that everyone in this village is familiar with, and it is also a wild peach that I have not tasted since I was eighteen years old.

As if he had been hit hard on the head, Zheng Gang staggered and fell into the chair.

(End of this chapter)