Chapter 155 Heavenly Dao New Heavenly Dao
Midnight.
The entire Li Mansion had fallen into a deep sleep. A handsome young man dressed in colorful clothes and a fu hat walked straight into the courtyard where Xuan Yangzi was temporarily staying.
He passed through the wall lightly like a ghost. When he was about to go further in, he found that in the dim unlit courtyard, Xuan Yangzi was sitting at the stone table, drinking by himself.
"You're here." Xuan Yangzi said.
The young man paused, but was not surprised. He nodded calmly and walked to sit opposite Xuan Yangzi.
As he moved, a few maggots fell from the colorful shirt and then quickly disappeared.
"You stole Wenchang's identity to come here. If you want to say something, just say it directly." Xuan Yangzi put down the wine glass, looked at the young man and said, "Tianzun."
The young man in colorful clothes, who was the incarnation of Wenchang Star Lord, took a wine glass from Xuan Yangzi, poured a glass of wine, and toasted the moon hidden behind the clouds.
"I have seen all your plans." He withdrew his hand and drank the wine he had poured. "But, after the Sui Sword destroys all the gods, the Heavenly Dao will also die with this drastic change. At that time, what will you use to replace the dead Heavenly Dao?"
Tianzun put down his wine glass, met Xuan Yangzi's half-smiley eyes, and said thoughtfully: "You should know that the madness and chaos of the gods are essentially derived from Him... the constant of impermanence, the name of the nameless, the mysterious and the wonderful of all wonders... He is the cornerstone of the universe, the master of time and space, the god of gods... Only when He continues to sleep, the ripples in time and space can return to calm, and the operation of the universe can become regular again..."
"...In the past thousand years, during this terrifying time when He was half asleep and half awake, the Heavenly Dao used the thoughtlessness, the everywhere and the waylessness to cover this world with a veil of ignorance and unconsciousness, isolating His dream talk and unconscious turning over..."
"...But now, are you going to remove this veil with your own hands and let the world face the abyss of nightmare?"
Tianzun looked into Xuan Yangzi's eyes and said slowly: "Everything I did was to prevent this from happening. What is your backup plan? Where does your confidence come from?"
Xuan Yangzi looked at the maggots crawling out of his collar and smiled: "You said so much just to convince us and help you become the new Heavenly Dao."
"So what?" Tianzun said calmly, without any shame at all, "The worst order is better than chaos. Given the state of the moon and the sun, and the state of this world, is there any other choice?"
At this moment, billions of maggots in the incarnation of Wenchang Star Lord almost burst out. The most powerful god under the Supreme Being exuded pressure with restraint, and the cold glow in his eyes was chilling.
Under this sacred pressure, Xuan Yangzi's human form began to disintegrate, the yellow and white seal that suppressed Tai Sui spun faster, and Tai Sui's granulation tissue grew wildly in her folds.
She ignored the changes and just reached out and pressed on a squirming maggot.
"This isn't the first time you've stolen the incarnation of Wenchang, is it?" The maggots burst, and Xuan Yangzi shook his head and said, "You let everyone think that your biggest anchor in this world is your clan, and that you use your clan to continuously steal the fruits of the common people's labor, and gain enormous power from this theft. But in fact, your most essential source of power is to steal people's thoughts through the incarnation of Wenchang. Over the past thousands of years, you have been wearing the cloak of a Confucian scholar and have stolen so many sparks of thought that should have been born long ago. If you were to become the new Heavenly Dao, I'm afraid this world would continue to move forward along the long-standing rigid track. Even after thousands of years, there would still be a hierarchy and clear class distinctions, and this kind of world is exactly what you want to see."
Xuan Yangzi stood up, and the fleshy buds of the Tai Sui grew wildly, like a vine entwining a big tree.
The full moon appeared from behind the clouds, and the cold moonlight enveloped her, as if playing a soothing song, which calmed Tai Sui's madness in an instant.
"What you pursue is a world that has remained rigid and unchanged for millions of years, where gods are always above all living beings and control everything in the mortal world. But for us, this so-called order is worse than no order at all."
Xuan Yangzi said calmly: "If we cannot usher in a new world where everyone is equal and free to control their own destiny, then the old world may as well be destroyed."
Tianzun raised his head, looked at Xuan Yangzi, and also looked at the lonely full moon behind her: "This is indeed what I don't understand." He did not deny his intention, but was puzzled, "As a god, why should you care about the happiness of mortals? Life is already a miracle bestowed by Him to the universe, but greedy people are asking for more."
The moonlight was like water, coating the entire courtyard with a layer of silver. A soft silk scarf was faintly visible. It was the shawl of the Moon Goddess.
"Have you ever been called mom?"
The sound was very light, like a wisp of gauze, almost inaudible.
Tianzun's expression changed drastically.
…
"Mother."
Holding Li Zhou and patting her back gently, Yue Niang fell into a dream. In the dream, she became another person.
The man's name was Ren Yingyue, and he also had a daughter.
Ren Yingyue is not a gentle mother.
When she had just given birth to her child, she made a living by driving a black motorcycle taxi, going out in wind and rain. She had no time to apply skin cream to her daughter's chapped face, nor did she have time to celebrate her daughter's birthday.
But the daughter is sensible and has known how to share the burden of her mother since she was young. She could boil water, cook and hang clothes at the age of five. She started to cook on a stool at the age of eight. At the age of ten, she participated in an essay competition and earned a prize of 500 yuan with an essay entitled "My Rider Mother".
Logically speaking, a mother should feel gratified if her daughter is filial.
However, life is not a TV drama. A mouth soaked in wind, rain and frost cannot utter so many soft and warm words.
Ren Yingyue often frowned and looked at the clothes her daughter washed, the meals she cooked, and the floor she mopped with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Have you rubbed your collar? Didn't I tell you to rub it alone for a while? It's still black."
"Why are you buying spareribs? There's not enough meat for you to eat. How much lean meat can you buy with this much money?"
"Let me help you cut your hair. Look, the ground is full of your hair."
The daughter finished elementary and junior high school with a dog-bitten haircut by Ren Yingyue herself.
Her classmates always thought that this was her personality, and some fashionable female classmates even came to ask her which barber shop she went to to get her hair done.
My daughter always said with a smile: "My mom cut it."
During the summer after her daughter's high school entrance exam, the city cracked down severely and illegal motorcycle taxis could no longer be operated. Ren Yingyue used her savings to rent a store and started a small business.
She was quick-witted and when she heard that it was possible to open an online store, she opened an online banking account the next day and caught the boom in e-commerce.
After one summer vacation, the balance in Ren Yingyue's card increased tenfold, and the family's financial situation improved greatly.
My daughter no longer has to cut her hair at home to save money.
But Ren Yingyue was used to saving money. After going to the barber shop and looking at her daughter's new hair, she couldn't help but grumble a few words: "They charged thirty yuan for just a few cuts, and it doesn't look much better than mine."
The daughter was silent for a moment, then she smiled again and said, "Then I'll just cut my hair at home from now on."
Ren Yingyue looked at her daughter's smiling face, and for some reason her heart, which had long been covered with calluses, felt a prick of pain.
She waved her hands and scolded with a smile: "Who has time to serve you? Your mother is busy making a lot of money."
Make money, make money, make money.
Until her daughter was in a car accident, Ren Yingyue regarded these two words as the entire theme of her life.
How can I fill my stomach without money, and how can I pay my daughter’s tuition and buy tutoring books?
At that time, Ren Yingyue always felt that she had never treated her daughter unfairly and had given her the best conditions she could.
She also thought that she had a lot of time, could earn more money, live in a big villa with her daughter, buy clothes and eat out without blinking an eye.
Her daughter is so smart and always ranks among the top students in the class. She will definitely be able to get into a good university.
Ren Yingyue felt that her life was getting better and better. How could she have imagined that the phone call on the eve of the college entrance examination came from the hospital.
Her daughter was still asking her for pocket money in the morning, preparing to have a good meal after worshipping the God of Wenchang. But when they met again, she was lying on the snow-white hospital bed, her eyes would never open again.
Ren Yingyue didn't shed a single tear until her daughter was cremated and buried. The people at the funeral home looked at her strangely. Some kind-hearted people tried to persuade her to let the dead go and to be more positive, but she pushed them away.
The man called her a "lunatic", but she ignored him.
She returned home with her daughter's urn. She had always been a cold and tough woman who had never believed in ghosts and gods, but from that day on, she began to believe in them.
She made friends with fortune tellers and Taoist priests everywhere, asking them how to communicate with the souls of the dead. The mother and daughter were very close, and she always felt that her daughter's soul was still there.
She had been defrauded of money and had been to the police station for beating up a scammer. She had tried for a long time but got nothing.
When she was sorting out her daughter's belongings, she found several thick diaries in the desk drawer, all of which were unlocked.
It's not because she trusts her, but because her daughter knows that she won't pay attention to these things at all.
Ren Yingyue opened the diary and saw tears on every page of her diary.
"I hate mom... I hate, hate, hate..."
"What's wrong with eating spare ribs occasionally? Spare ribs are just different from stir-fried pork. I like spare ribs."
"It's obviously your own hair. Can't you see that your hairline has reached the top of your head? Why do you have the right to cut my hair?"
"Why did she ask me where I got my hair done? Are they laughing at me behind my back?"
"The scholarship has finally been issued, and I want to go to the barber shop and cut my hair myself."
Ren Yingyue stroked the wrinkled diary, looked at the date on this entry, and suddenly remembered what happened that day.
That day, my daughter brought home a hand cream that she had seen at a counter in a shopping mall. The brand was expensive, so she habitually asked, "Why is it so expensive?"
Her tone was somewhat reproachful at the time, and she took the hand cream very gently, but for some reason her daughter shed a tear.
Ren Yingyue immediately asked: "Did anyone bully you at school?"
The daughter shook her head and said, "I see your hands are all cracked from the frostbite. Mom, you should go to the hospital when you have time. Hand cream may not be of any use."
Ren Yingyue gladly accepted her concern and nodded, saying, "I am also enjoying the blessing of having a daughter by applying such an expensive hand cream on my hands."
How could Ren Yingyue have imagined at that time that her daughter was crying not because she felt sorry for her, but because she felt wronged.
I had always wanted to get a haircut after receiving the scholarship, but in the end I chose to buy hand cream for my mother.
But when my mother received the gift, her first reaction was to blame.
As she flipped through her daughter's diary, Ren Yingyue's heart felt increasingly empty and cold.
There is not a single word of "love" in the entire diary; it is full of complaints, hatred, and dissatisfaction.
But behind every diary entry, there is something she did for her mother.
Sharing housework, doing odd jobs, earning scholarships to buy gifts for mom...
Human beings are selfish creatures. It is precisely because love can fight against selfish instincts that people praise the greatness of love.
A sensible daughter is not unselfish. When she had a hard time with her mother, she harbored deep resentment in her heart. However, no matter how much resentment she had, it could not suppress her heartache for her mother.
Now, it was Ren Yingyue's turn to feel hatred. She hated her daughter for not telling her anything for so many years, hated her for not understanding the difficulty and helplessness of making a living, and hated her for abandoning her mother and going to another world alone. The mother and daughter didn't even have a chance to reconcile.
Ren Yingyue herself couldn't tell whether this hatred was more of resentment or regret.
The only thing that is certain is that this extremely strong emotion has attracted the attention of gods and spirits.
Taiyin, who was searching for something to replace the old Heavenly Dao, saw the increasingly strong bond between him and Xue Jingzhen.
Ren Yingyue had been praying to God for many years but had never seen a true God. But now, the gods took the initiative to come to her.
"There is a way to let you see your daughter again, but you need..."
"I promise."
"I haven't told you what you need to do yet."
"No matter what you want to do," Ren Yingyue raised her head and looked at the bright full moon under the cold moonlight, and said devoutly, "I agree to it."
At this moment, the mother was ready to sell her soul and fall into the hell of evil spirits. She was also ready to be hated and abused when she saw her daughter again.
However, when she was guided by the Moon Goddess and entered Xue Jingzhen's intermittent memory fragments, she became a gentle mother that was impossible in reality.
All the blame, criticism and complaints disappeared from my daughter's memory.
Recalling her mother, she said she was the best mother in the world.
Ren Yingyue still doesn’t know whether Jingzhen has discovered that the her in the memory fragments is her in reality.
She also didn't know how to say sorry to Jingzhen.
Yue Niang woke up from her dream.
Li Zhou had already woken up. He wiped the coldness off her face, tilted his head up and said, "Mom, did you have a nightmare?"
Yue Niang was stunned for a moment, then shook her head. If she had to comment, "It was a beautiful dream." She said softly, "It was a beautiful dream of mother and daughter reuniting."
Li Zhou stuffed a piece of honey into her mouth and curved his eyes: "That must be very sweet."
Yue Niang held the honey in her mouth and nodded, but she felt a bitter taste in her mouth.
Li Zhou looked at her quietly without saying anything.
Under her gaze, Yue Niang suddenly realized that Li Zhou had already prepared the honey before she woke up.
"Zhu'er."
"What does mother want to say?"
Yue Niang wanted to ask you if you were also in the dream just now. As soon as she opened her mouth, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and a sharp pain arose in her solar plexus, as if some kind of inspiration was frantically sounding an alarm.
Li Zhou came closer and said with a worried look, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Yue Niang met her dark eyes, her thinking became extremely sluggish, and her mind was filled with one thought.
Mother, I am worried about you, mother, I am worried about you, I am worried about you...
"Mom, do you have a headache?" Li Zhou said with tears in her eyes. She remembered the feeling when she had just come through and forced herself to recite "Only when you are free of thoughts can you know". That feeling was called pain.
She had experienced firsthand what a splitting headache was like, and she knew how painful pain could be... She was an ordinary person, so of course she was afraid of pain.
Li Zhou, feeling the same pain, hugged Yue Niang tightly and cried even harder. Big tears rolled out of her eyes and soon wet her bellyband.
"Don't feel any pain, mother." She blew on Yue Niang's forehead and said again, "Don't feel any pain."
Her worry was so intense that the stars in the sky suddenly dimmed and the dark sky cast a glance down at her.
With a buzzing sound, Yue Niang felt that her whole brain was trembling, countless strange and terrifying scenes flashed by, and a series of strange and broken mutterings rang out.
The concern from the boundless universe turns into an incredible mental pressure, weighing heavily on the fragile and delicate minds of mortals.
Bang!
The mundane things that make up the brain have finally reached their limit, and the extraordinary power hidden deep within is revealed.
A hazy crescent moon replaced the original human brain.
Yue Niang remembered who she was.
She is the incarnation of Taiyin on earth. She hides her identity to experience how to be a mother and to find out why the love between Xue Jingzhen and Ren Yingyue can alarm the gods.
Just because of the grandeur and greatness of this emotion, it has the potential to replace the way of heaven.
The current Heavenly Dao uses ignorance and unconsciousness to shield the chaos and madness of the outside world. What kind of Dao can replace Him and continue to protect the new world that has eliminated the Heavenly God? Do we really have to face the unspeakable abyss as the Heavenly Lord said?
The gods high above never thought that the new heavenly law would fall on mortals.
All the chaos and madness, in the final analysis, come from the great desolation that the world is just a dream.
In this absurd reality, the most powerful support is the invisible and intangible feelings.
Ren Yingyue, this small and ordinary woman, this mother who couldn't express her love, didn't take good care of her daughter either materially or spiritually.
However, it was this seemingly terrible mother who supported Xue Jingzhen's almost collapsed memory, making her memory anchor more stable and creating a miracle that even gods could not understand.
This overwhelming force once made Taiyin feel extremely confused, because on the surface, in the short dozen years that the mother and daughter were together, Ren Yingyue had done far more harm to her daughter than care for her.
Why would you be so picky when you love someone, making her suffer, only to realize it later?
Taiyin did not expect that after becoming Yue Niang, she did not follow Ren Yingyue's old path, but still understood this problem.
The moment the umbilical cord was connected, when the relationship between mother and daughter was established, the answer was already written in the blood vessels of both of them.
Whether it is rough or gentle, whether it hurts more than cares, or loves more than hurts, whether it is painful or joyful, far away or close, hate or love, nothing can change the power of the mother herself.
As long as she exists, she is enough to support a piece of reality in nothingness.
"It doesn't hurt, mother."
Yue Niang touched Li Zhou's head.
Li Zhou looked at her quietly, showing a relieved expression, and then said excitedly: "Mom, do you want to cut my hair?"
The God of Gods is omniscient. How could those traces in the memory fragments escape His eyes?
Yue Niang knew that Zhou'er had seen Ren Yingyue cutting Xue Jingzhen's hair, so she wanted to do what the other mother and daughter did.
"Okay." Yue Niang said, "Mother will cut it for you right away."
A new floating box pops up on the simulator interface, happily reminding you: [Congratulations on unlocking the hidden achievement. The best mother in the world is here to give you the most special haircut. Your luck value has increased! ]
Li Zhou nodded repeatedly in his heart, she was worthy of being able to achieve such a great achievement.
In the memory fragments, Ren Yingyue sat in Xue Jingzhen's bedroom, looking at the brand new diary with the following words written on it:
"After the business got better, my mother smiled more often."
"If only she wouldn't have to work so hard."
"When I was young, I didn't know how to behave. I deliberately disobeyed my mother and did my housework carelessly, which made her angry. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I felt so wronged. My mother couldn't do anything about it."
"Because my mother is very good to me now, I can't remember anything about the past."
"I reconciled with my mother unilaterally."
In reality, Ren Yingyue had never seen these diaries because Jingzhen was too busy with studies after entering high school and had no time to write them.
But today, there are these new diaries on the desk, and the old ones have disappeared.
Holding them, Ren Yingyue sat at the desk for a very long time.
There were many more tear marks on the brand new diary, making it the same as the old one.
Only this time, the tears were not shed by the daughter.
A figure in crimson clothes and jade belt appeared and disappeared at the door of the room, but ultimately did not push the door open and enter.
In the courtyard of the Li Mansion, Li Zhou excitedly raised the mirror and saw the new hairstyle his mother had given him.
It's uneven and bumpy, just like it was chewed by a dog.
It turns out that hair cutting skills have nothing to do with whether or not one loves his daughter.
Li Zhou: “…”
Li Zhou: “…………”
Li Zhou burst into tears. With this hairstyle, how could she be the cutest baby in the world? The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. She lay down on the ground and cried non-stop.
Xuan Yangzi, who walked in leisurely and yawned, was stunned at first, then he looked carefully, and tried to hold back, but still couldn't help laughing out loud.
Yue Niang, who was standing aside at a loss as to what to do, looked embarrassed, and the pale full moon in the sky silently hid in the clouds.
The east is getting brighter, and a new day is about to come.
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