Celestial Masters Alliance

When the grandma saw it, she slapped the wooden butt hard and scolded: "You stinky kid, it's not serious. If the clothes here are wet, you may catch a cold!" After saying that, she quickly pulled my clothes and started playing in the small bag. With the help of my friend, I took out the snowball that had started to melt from my back.

"I didn't expect Brother Mumu to have such a naughty side!" Xiaodao muttered in a low voice.

I glared at him and cursed: "You brought this on!"

"Go back to the house and change clothes!" Grandma pushed me back to the room.

The fire was burning brightly in the room, and three sets of quilts had been placed on the sandalwood bed. Looking at the warm and cozy room, I felt guilty. If we hadn’t given away the heads, we wouldn’t have come back to spend the holidays with the elderly. We are all too selfish, always using busyness as an excuse to indulge in our own pleasure.

I turned around and took Grandma’s hand and said, “Grandma! How about we come back to celebrate the New Year with you every year from now on!”

The grandma's eyes flashed, she pursed her sunken lips and said in a trembling voice: "As long as you have this intention, how could I not know that it is difficult to buy tickets for the Spring Festival travel rush because of the crowds. How dangerous it is for you to drive back!" Grandma paused, glanced at Mumu and Xiaoba, patted my hand before continuing: "Your safety and health are the most important thing. No matter what time it is, as long as you come back it will be Chinese New Year!"

Mumu moved closer to the eldest grandma, but she pushed her away: "Quickly change your clothes! Come to my room after changing your clothes!" After that, he turned and left! Mu Mu and I looked at each other, a little confused by the sudden change of topic, but the grandma said she had something to say to us, so it must be something very important.

I glanced at Xiaoba, who was sitting by the stove, warming his hands and shrugging his shoulders, saying, "You go! I'll warm your bed."

After I changed my clothes, grandma was sitting in her room with her back against the dressing table, holding a silver ball in her hand and waiting for us. I took a closer look and saw that it was not a silver ball, but a bell.

I glanced at Mu Mu, who also had a puzzled look on his face. The grandma called us closer, and then said to Mu Mu: "I forgot to give you this thing last time! This thing is very important, you should keep it carefully, maybe it will be useful one day!"

The wood took the bell and looked at it carefully, and then handed it to me. I put the bell in the palm of my hand and looked at the light to identify it carefully, yes! It’s exactly the same as the one the old monk gave me when I put it in the time capsule with wood!

"What's the use of this bell?" Mu Mu asked.

The eldest grandma’s eyes were a little confused, but her voice was extremely sure: “When you need it to come in handy, you will know it!”

"Grandma, wait a minute, I'll show you something!" Mu Mu hurriedly walked out. I knew the wood was going to get the other two bells. Those were his treasures and he always carried them with him.

Grandma patted the edge of the bed and asked me to sit down. Then she looked into my eyes and said, "Mo'er, Grandma is a person who has experienced the changes of the times. Now that she is old, you will think that she cannot keep up with the times. However, we must I know that no matter how times change and technology advances, people are still the same as before. They will only become taller and fatter, but people’s hearts have the same desires." The grandma withdrew her eyes, looked at the back of her hands and rubbed them, as if searching for The appropriate way to say the following.

I waited quietly. After a while, the grandma raised her head and looked at me again and continued: "You are the child I watched grow up. You are a child with a clean heart. But others may not necessarily do so, so be careful about everything. ..." As soon as he said this, Mu Mu came back with the bell. The eldest grandma’s eyes fell on the bell, and the conversation with me ended.

Others may not necessarily be clean in their hearts? Are you talking about Shan Yu?

"Where did this come from?" The grandmother took the bell in the wooden hand with extreme surprise in her tone.

The wood looked a little dull, and he answered almost without thinking: "One was given to me by my mother, and the other was given to me by Zhu Mo!"

It seemed that he wanted me to tell the grandma myself the origin of that bell. Obviously the eldest grandma wanted to go after the wooden bell first. The eldest grandma pinched one of the bells with two fingers and said to the light: "This is just what your mother left behind!"

Mu Mu and I looked at each other, and his eyes were full of doubts, because we had both looked at the two bells carefully, and they looked exactly the same in appearance. How did Grandma distinguish the bells?

Mu Mu answered honestly: "After I got Zhu Mo's bell, I put it together. Now I don't know which one was left by my mother."

The grandma nodded, put down the bell in her hand, leaned the bell on her fingertips toward us, patiently touched the connection of the hanging chain above the bell with her fingers, and said: "There are five bells in total, namely gold, Wood, water, fire, earth. The appearance of the bell is difficult to distinguish, only characters representing its own attributes are engraved next to the pattern of the connecting port."

I held the bell in my hand close to the bell in the grandma's hand to compare. Yes, the bell was too meticulously made, and even the slightly different patterns were extremely complicated. The eldest grandma continued: "This is just water that your mother left for you, and this is just wood, which the Wang family has been responsible for preserving. Has your mother ever told you the origin of this bell?"

Mumu shook his head: "She only said it was an important thing and she wanted me to keep it well and not let anyone see it!"

The grandma frowned, handed me the bell in her hand, then picked up the one on the table and asked, "Where did you get this one?" The grandma's hand changed from what she saw just now. The bell was shaking a little at first, but now it was shaking even more, even her voice was shaking. She was trying her best to stay calm, but even I could see through her calmness.

I swallowed silently, feeling inexplicably nervous: "It was given to me by an...an old monk." I replied simply, my palms starting to sweat.

The eldest grandma patted the bedside and said softly: "You two sit down first and tell me every detail."

Mu Mu and I sat side by side on the bed, and I retold the story I originally told Mu Mu to my grandma exactly as it was. When I said, "Tell that person, there is origin and destruction, neither birth nor death..." The eldest grandma turned sideways and held the bell tightly with her hand. Her eyes were a little distracted and she asked in a low voice: "Is there a burn on the tiger's mouth of his left hand?"

I don’t remember if the burn was on my left hand, but there was indeed a burn. I stared at the grandma and replied, “It’s a burn that looks like a butterfly!”

The eldest grandma’s brows tightened and relaxed, her shoulders shook slightly, and her back, which was usually straight, slowly stooped. Seeing her like this, I looked at Mu Mu helplessly. Mu Mu squatted in front of grandma, shook her legs and shouted in a low voice: "Grandma? What's wrong?"

Grandma loosened her tightly clenched hand, and I caught a glimpse of the white crescent marks dug into the palms of her palms. Finally, I couldn't hold back my curiosity, and asked softly: "Grandma, do you know who I should bring to you?" Words?"