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The eye of the coffin was slightly red, the nose was sour, and the tears blurred her eyes.

Master Xuanzhen... It’s really gone.

"Mom, what are you looking at?"

Although the spirits subconsciously want to hide their letters behind them, they still slowly take them out. Some things must be learned.

"Xiao Nuo, this is a letter written by your master."

"Master's letter?" After Xiaonuo took over, he could not understand the words above. "Ling, Xiaonuo... Mom, what is this word?"

The coffin squinted slightly, rubbed his hands with tears, and turned back. "Xiaonuo, my mother told you that people who live in this world will always experience some wonderful things, as well as dark things..." The coffin suddenly stopped, she really did not know how to explain "death" to a child who is less than five years old.

"Mom, Xiaonuo understands, is it like we are going through day and night every day?"

"Well, yes." The coffin suddenly burst into tears, did not control his emotions, and covered his face with his hands and cried.

"Mom, what happened?"

The Lingbi did not answer Xiaonuo, as if Xiaonuo’s voice was a catalyst, able to evoke the deepest memories of the human heart.

She finally raised her face. "Xiaonuo, Xuanzhen Master... is no longer alive."

Lingbi looked at Xiaonuo's eyes, but Xiaonuo did not respond, still staring at her.

“Does Xiaono know what is ‘death’?”

Xiaonuo gently nodded and then slowly lowered his head. "Xiaonuo knows that it is never seen, like the fish and shrimp that we eat into our stomachs."

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When I heard Xiaonuo’s words, the coffin suddenly stopped tears, and the tear marks hanging on my face were still dry...

When they walked out of the thatched cottage, they saw a human being completely covered by snow sitting on the stone pier.

"Master, Master."

Xiaonuo ran forward, kneeling on the snow-covered stone pier, and extended his small hand to open the snow on his master's head and his face. "Master? Master?"

Seeing that Master did not respond, Xiaonuo went back to see her mother. "Mom, is Master asleep?"

The face of the coffin is sorely chilled by the cold ice and snow, and the heart of the coffin is even more so. "Xiaonuo, remember the ‘death’ that Fang’s mother said? All people will experience ‘sickness and sickness’.”

In the eyes of Xiaonuo, the tears of crystal are gradually brewing, "Mom."

The coffin knew that it was another way to tell him, "When a person's merits are fulfilled, he should go to another world instead of disappearing forever."

The tears in Xiaonuo’s eyes did not fall out.

"Mom, what is the other world like? Will Master go hungry and freeze?"

The coffin shook his head gently. "In another world, only Master of Xiaonuo will know what it is like... Xiaonuo, with his mother, give Master a gimmick."

The Lingbi and Xiaonuo Trails squatted on the snow, facing the head of Xuan Zhen, who had three heads and folded hands together.

"Xuan Zhen Master, you are going all the way, Amitabha..."

"Xiaonuo hopes that Master is good in another world. Don't freeze yourself, starve, don't want to eat, don't want to wear it. If you don't have Xiaonuo to stay with you, you will feel very lonely. Master can collect another one in that world. Little apprentice, Xiaonuo promises not to be uncomfortable, Master... Xiaonuo misses you..."

Lingbi listened to Xiaonuo’s words, a drop of warm tears lingered in the snow...