Renegade Immortal

Lin laughed, nodded, and said, "Yes, I will marry my wife when my uncle makes money."

Daniel was about to speak when his father called out to him in the iron shop. Daniel quickly responded and said to Wang Lin with a grimace: "Oh, we have to make iron again." With that, he reluctantly returned to the iron shop. shop.

A few words of scolding from Daniel's father came from the shop. Wang Lin took a sip of wine and sat quietly at the door. At this time, some snowflakes gradually fell from the sky. Slowly, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger. The first snow of the year fell from the sky silently.

The temperature suddenly cooled down.

The snowflakes hit Wang Lin's face and quickly melted into ice water. Wang Lin looked up at the dim sky. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand and shook it casually, and the surrounding snowflakes instantly condensed.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and let go of his right hand. The snowflakes immediately dispersed and floated around again.

This scene happened very quickly, and no pedestrians noticed anything unusual. They just lowered their heads and hurried on.

As the sky gets darker, the number of pedestrians gradually decreases. Eventually, there is no one in the entire street. Even the surrounding shops are closed early due to heavy snowfall. They are no longer doing business, but family reunions. Warm yourself by the stove.

This kind of warmth not only exists in the body, but also in the soul. The family is reunited. That kind of warmth can drive away any cold.

Wang Lin's eyes gradually showed a look of decline. The coldness brought by the snowflakes was really insignificant to him. But at this time, he looked at the lights in the shops around him. His shop was the only one on the whole street. It was pitch black, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Such cold. Not any source of fire can be driven away. No amount of magic can make up for it. Such cold. It is the price of understanding the way of heaven and earth. It is necessary to understand the place of life.

If you want to become a god. Become mortal first.

Can be transformed into the ordinary. Easy to say. In fact, it is not that simple. Wang Lin now. I feel lonely. This loneliness. He knew it. You have to keep experiencing it yourself.

Compared to this loneliness. Some years later. People around him died one by one. It seems that I am the only one in the world. In contrast to this. That is true loneliness.

Wang Lin was silent. After a long while he staggered to his feet. The whole person seems to be at this moment. Somewhat old. Slowly clear the chairs at the door. Returned to the store. Close the door gently.

After a long time. A ball of fire lit up inside the shop.

Although it looks like other shops around it. But in fact. This fire. Just appearance. Hidden within it. There was a deep loneliness.

Wang Lin sat by the stove. The shop was very warm, but his heart was getting colder and colder. After being silent for a long time, Wang Lin took his storage bag, took out a statue from it, and placed it next to him.

This statue is engraved with his father.

Looking at the statue, the coldness in Wang Lin's heart gradually diminished. He took out the statue of his mother, and then he took out the statues one by one from the storage bag and placed them around the stove.

There are boyfriends and daughters in the statue, old and young, all of whom were neighbors in the small village back then.

Looking at these statues, Wang Lin smiled. Although this smile was full of satisfaction, if anyone saw this smile at this time, they would feel that it was not a smile, but a silent cry.

The flickering of the fire, the light and dark are uncertain, is also the same when reflected on people's faces, and it is even more strange when reflected on those wooden carvings.

Gently picking up the statues one by one, Wang Lin felt cold in his heart, which gradually became less and less. However, although there was little loneliness, the sadness was heavy.

"Can't let go...can't let go..." Wang Lin murmured to himself. When he was cultivating immortality in his early years, he couldn't let go of his relatives. Even now, he still lets go.

However, this kind of emotion is different from back then. If you want to transform into a god, you must first transform into a mortal. If you truly let go of family ties and everything else, then it will be impossible to transform into a mortal.

The reason why every monk in the divine transformation stage is powerful is not only because of his cultivation, but more importantly, because he has a deeply hidden emotion in his heart. It is this emotion that allows them to transform into a mortal. Through emotions, you can break through the Yuanying and reach the state of becoming a god.

It is precisely because of this obsession that Wang Lin did not encounter too many setbacks in transforming into a mortal. Instead, he gradually felt that the Holy King of the Martial Universe created the Holy King, the Night Kill God, the Divine Seal Throne, and the Demon-Proud Ninth Level Heaven. Forcibly abandon the young master of the Zhou Dynasty, kill the god and seal the throne at night, and ask for the Demon and Proud Ninth Layer, the strongest and abandoned young master. The Night Killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, and the Demon Arrogant Ninth Layer, the strongest abandoned young master, the Great Zhou royal family, felt like a mortal.

At this moment, he was immersed in the longing for his parents, quietly comprehending this feeling. The spiritual power in his body began to spin crazily again. This spin gradually leaked out of the body, and everything in the shop Above the wooden sculpture, a trace of spiritual energy suddenly rose up, spinning rapidly with the same kind of fluctuation as the spiritual power in Wang Lin's body.

Gradually, this spiritual power rotated faster and faster, leaking out of the shop.

The snowflakes falling from the sky also rotated when they landed on the roof of the shop, forming rotating snowflakes that flew around.

The snow fell heavier and heavier. After a long time, Wang Lin gradually woke up. At the moment when he woke up, a small part of the wooden sculptures on the surrounding shelves cracked with a snap.

Although this small half-wood carving is broken, the spiritual power permeating it is heavier than before, and even the quality has improved.

Wang Lin took a look and took a deep breath.

He stood up and pushed open the door of the shop. He was greeted by a cold light, mixed with countless icy coldness.

, Wang Lin raised his head to look at the sky, and whispered flatly: "I, Wang Lin, can transform into a god!"

The snowflakes falling from the sky were getting bigger, and a thick layer was piled on the ground. At this moment, the door of the iron shop opposite suddenly opened. When Daniel and his father were about to go out, they saw Wang Lin standing opposite. , couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then the big bull ran a few steps quickly, stepped on the snow with a crunching sound, came to Wang Lin, and shouted: "Uncle Wang, did you know that we are coming?" , he entered the room and sat by the fire.

Daniu's father held a wooden basket with a silly smile and said to Wang Lin: "Brothers of the Wang family, aren't you busy?"

Wang Lin smiled and stepped aside, saying, "I'm not busy, come in and talk."

Daniel's father entered the room and glanced at the wood carvings around him, with a look of envy in his eyes. Then he put down the wooden basket in his hand and rubbed his hands, as if he wanted to say something, but was too embarrassed to say it.

At this time, Daniel, who was sitting by the stove, saw the statues of Wang Lin's parents and relatives. He immediately called out softly and said, "Uncle Wang, why have I never seen these statues before? Have they been built recently?"

Wang Lin closed the door, sat aside and said, "I did it before."

Daniel looked at these statues intently and said, "Uncle Wang, who are the people carved on these statues?"

There was a trace of nostalgia in Wang Lin's eyes, and he said slowly: "They are my relatives."

Daniel was startled, and stopped asking. Instead, he quickly stood up, ran to the wooden basket, opened the lid, and saw three plates of exquisite side dishes and two bottles of fruit wine inside.

Wang Lin took a look and looked at Daniel's father with a half-smile. In the past three years, he had frequent contacts with him. This was the first time he saw this cheerful man acting like this. It was obvious that he had something to do with him. help.

"Brother Zeng, just tell me if you have anything to do." Wang Lin said.

Daniel's father hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hands, and said awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Daniel looked at the side dishes in the wooden basket, swallowed, and reached out to grab it. His father's eyes widened, and Daniel quickly stopped his hand in fright, and muttered dissatisfied: "Isn't it just that I want to borrow some money? Is there any?" What are you embarrassed to say?"

Daniel's father suddenly turned red in the face and cursed: "Little bastard, you are waiting to go home."

Daniel stuck out his tongue and said to Wang Lin: "Uncle Wang, my father is embarrassed to say it, but let me tell you. My mother is planning to take down the shop next door and make the shop bigger, but she doesn't have enough money."

Daniudi's father sighed, looked at Wang Lin, and said helplessly: "Brother Wang, your sister-in-law always said that our shop is small, so there are not many people coming to buy iron tools. Isn't this why when you see Lao Li next to you? If you want to rent out your shop, let’s rent it together.”

Wang Lin smiled and nodded, picked up the wine bottle in the wooden basket, took a sip, and said, "How much do you want?"

Daniel's father hesitated for a moment and said: "His shop is quite big, and it requires two years of payment at a time. It requires fifty taels of silver... Well... thirty taels, thirty taels is enough."

Daniel pouted and whispered: "Mom clearly said that I need eighty taels..." Before he could speak, his father glared hard at him again.

Wang Lin nodded without saying anything, but got up and went to the back room. There was a big frame there, which was full of gold and silver. Wang Lin casually picked up a piece of gold, returned to the shop, and put it on In front of Daniel's father.

When Daniu's father saw the gold, he was startled and said quickly: "You don't need so much. Brother Wang, please take it back quickly. I only need to borrow thirty taels of silver." In his opinion, this gold is too little. It is said that there are only twelve liang, which is too much for what he needs.

Wang Lin picked up the jug and said with a smile: "Brother Zeng, this money is not borrowed from you, but my money to buy wine. From now on, one jug a day. Your fruit wine is not bad. Ten years of wine money is enough." It’s worth it.”

Daniel's father hesitated for a moment, with excitement on his face, and said, "Brothers from the Wang family, this..."

Daniel rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, just take it. Uncle Wang sells a wood carving, which is worth ten taels of gold."

Daniel's father glared at Daniel again, and then took a deep breath. He picked up the wine bottle, took a big sip, nodded and said: "Brother Wang, what are the ten or eight years? As long as you live here for one day, I will bring you a pot every day."

Wang Lin chuckled, looking at the father and son in front of him, his heart gradually became less cold and felt a little warm.

That night, Daniel's father drank a lot, and two bottles of wine were obviously not enough. Daniel waited on the side until he brought the tenth bottle, which was enough.

In the end, Daniel's father passed away drunk, but he kept holding the gold tightly in his hand and was helped back by Daniel.

Before leaving, Daniel whispered to Wang Lin: "Uncle Wang, I have a lot of wine in my house. My father won't let me tell others. In fact, there are several large jars in the cellar of my house, which are all left by our ancestors. , I heard that there are a lot of them buried underground. If my father hadn’t refused to sell them, my mother wouldn’t have let him borrow money.”——

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My daughter is sick, so I need to spend more time with her at night. Today is the second update. In a few days, I will look for a few days and continue the third update.

Don't be suspicious, no father will use his daughter as an excuse.