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"No! It's mine! It will always be mine! " The woman suddenly jumped up from the ground. Her eyes were wide open as she screamed. Three thousand strands of hair fluttered in the air like a waterfall. She looked like a demon from another world!
The old woman sighed. She stretched out her bony hands and gently stroked the woman's smooth and white face.
The hands seemed to have some kind of magical power. Under its gentle touch, the fluttering hair fell back onto the woman's slender shoulders. The woman's eyes also gradually became calm.
In the old woman's cloudy eyes, there was infinite love and motherly tenderness. She moved her dry lips and said sadly, "Qian 'er, you've fallen too deep and too hard. I know your pain and your difficulties. This bow is like a monster. Since five years ago, it has been making you indulge in it bit by bit. It has taken away your soul …"
The woman bitterly smiled. Her delicate face lightly left the old woman's withered hands. She walked to the bow that was already floating in the air. She gently stroked the bow's back. It was so elegant and perfect that she was infinitely obsessed with it. Like a young mother comforting a newborn baby, she was intoxicated, satisfied, and proud. After a long time, she said with a tone without regret, "I do!"
"Three years ago, Grandma told you that it doesn't belong to us. It doesn't even belong to this world. It is like a sacrificial vessel on a godly altar. It is arrogant, majestic, and invincible! But it is loyal and persistent. It has always been quietly waiting for its master. No matter how hard we try, it … "The old woman sighed with a sad tone.
The woman gently stroked the bow's back. She walked around the bow to the other side. She raised her beautiful face and smiled. She interrupted the old woman, "Grandma, don't you see how beautiful it is? Don't you see how beautiful it is? Don't you see how peerless it is? Isn't it? From the first time I saw it, I knew that it was mine and I was also its. In this life, we will never be separated. "
While saying that, she gently raised the bow in front of her chest. She lowered her head and used her soft face to touch the bow's back. She was extremely intoxicated and happy.
Seeing her like this, the old woman felt helpless and sad. She silently said, "Maybe this is the will of the heavens. Fate makes fools of people."
The woman raised her head and still had a faint smile on her face as she softly said, "Nanny, didn't you say that if, if the master it was waiting for died, it wouldn't continue waiting?"
The old woman shuddered, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her brain. After a while, she shook her head and said, "But he has already appeared!"
The woman froze and said dreamily, "What if I die, isn't it? Dead … "
The old woman was shocked. Disregarding her aging body, she rushed to the young woman and grabbed her shoulder, saying anxiously, "Qian 'er, Qian' er! Wake up! Wake up! You can't do this, it will kill you! "
The woman smiled faintly and said sadly, "Nanny, do you think I can still live without it?"
She lowered her head and caressed the bow, sighing, "My life has long been linked with it …"
Hearing this, the old woman staggered and trembled. She was full of self-blame and pain as she repeatedly said, "It's Nanny who harmed you, it's Nanny who harmed you! If I didn't support you to buy it, your father would never let you spend so much money on a bow of unknown origin. It's me who harmed you, it's Nanny who harmed you! "
"No …" The woman smiled and her eyes were filled with a mysterious light. She softly said, "You didn't. You gave me the most precious gift in my life. You let me experience the wonders of life, the happiness, and the meaning of life. You are one of the people I love the most in my life!"
The old woman's tears streaked across her dry skin and dripped into her slightly wriggling mouth.
The woman gently lifted the ancient bow and slowly walked past the old woman. Her beautiful hair slightly fluttered in the wind …
"Qian 'er, wait!" The old woman turned around with tears streaming down her face. Her lips trembled as she said, "Let Nanny help you, Nanny help you, maybe, maybe, your wish …"
The young woman trembled and stopped in her tracks. With her back to the old woman, she shook her head and said, "Granny, this is its owner. You will lose all of your magic power. In fact … you've already helped me too much. Qian 'er doesn't want …."
The old woman smiled warmly and took a step forward. She gently stroked the woman's long hair and said, "Qian 'er, did you know that when Nanny was young, I also had very long hair. Your grandfather's mother, Madam Chu, would carefully comb my hair in front of the window every morning. Every time she combed my hair, it was like the water in a small river, flowing and refreshing. At that time, your grandfather was standing outside the window, quietly watching us with a book in his hand … "
At this point, the old woman's face actually turned a little red. That was the happiest and weakest part of her life. It was a young girl's dream, a young girl's fairy tale. Her heart ached, but it was buried in the bottom of her heart. She had never told anyone about it.
"… Your grandfather was a scholar. He was so heroic, but he was also so worried. It wasn't until he followed Mr. Sun that he was at his happiest. I hid in a place far away and watched him. I was satisfied just by looking at him.
I knew that I couldn't compare to Miss Qiao. Miss Qiao was your grandmother. I envied her. She was a new school of foreign students. She knew a lot of things. Listening to her talk was a kind of enjoyment. She treated me like a little sister and taught me a lot of things. At that time, I felt that she and your grandfather were a match made in heaven. They were both outstanding people …
Later, I promised Mrs. Chu that I would never marry. I would follow her to learn Chu's martial arts and fulfill her father's last wish. At that time, your grandfather only had a son when he was middle-aged, which was your father. But when he was just born, the Japanese came … Only I carried your father who was less than a month old and crawled out of the pile of corpses. We drifted all the way to Harbor City. Your poor father was injured when he was one month old. Although your family also had properties in Harbor City, the situation at that time …
In order to let your grandfather die in peace, I exhausted my whole life. Finally, I figured out a way to let your father have a son in his old age. Your mother and he gave birth to you, the only daughter. Qian 'er, do you know that you are nanny's everything? You are nanny's bow! … "
The woman gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She turned around and snuggled into the old woman's arms. She called out, "Nanny …"
"Silly girl!" The old woman happily stroked the woman's soft shoulder and said, "Give me the bow …"
The woman nodded and handed the bow to the old woman. Then she knelt down and sat down.
The old woman tremblingly took out many kinds of magical instruments from an exquisite wooden box next to her. She spread a special yellow paper talisman on the ground and carefully dipped it in some unknown paint. She concentrated her mind, as if she had used all her strength to draw the talisman with great care.
If Chu Yunsheng was here, he would be surprised to find that although the old woman's drawing was crooked, full of mistakes, and it was not even comparable to the most basic level one talisman, it was still a kind of imitation, a kind of imitation, a kind of innovation, a kind of accumulation of the wisdom and speculation of countless generations of people, and finally, it could also create something that was not like the real thing.
That thing had a native name in this land, it was called 'Dao Talisman'!
^ (To be continued.)
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