Luo Jianqing was still smiling when she stopped to cough. He gave her a glass of warm water. She looked at Luo Jianqing with joy in her eyes, âwe once gave him a name called Gu Niansheng.â
Luo Jianqing lightly nodded, âitâs a good one.â
Grandma Gu smiled and sipped some water.
It was raining outside. Dropping on the ground without a sound, the rain in spring was light and mild. When Luo Jianqing stood up to shut the windows, he heard an old kind voice said something before he even turned his back.
âNiansheng, how are you these years?â
Luo Jianqing was petrified.
âAre your step-parents treating you well? Do you have any siblings? Where do you live? Are you married?â
Luo Jianqing was standing still, didnât turn his head.
Coughing while smiling, grandma Gu said, âI forgot that you went to learn how to be an immortal. Your master must have been nice to you. Is heâŠâŠâ
âGrandma Gu!â
Heard Luo Jianqingâs words, grandma Gu quivered and slowly shut up her mouth.
After a long silence, grandma Gu wiped out the tears and said in a cracked voice, âour second child was a girl. We named her Gu Amei and gave her a nickname âNianshengâ. She was beautiful, married to a young man from another village. She died because of dystocia. Her husband didnât marry until the third year by when he suddenly became rich and married another girl. My daughter, however, didnât have a chance to enjoy her life for even one day.
âWhen I was little, I heard the elders talking about karma. My son only lived a few days after his birth. Amei inherited his name, and, just like my husband and I, was cursed by that.â
Staring at the ground, Luo Jianqing was still facing the window.
âThe villagers are saying that we are nice and kind, but they donât know we are always haunted by our dreams. I remember one night I had a dream in which my son came back and told me he was scared of the thunder. He told me that it was cold lying in the Luo River.
âMy husband and I didnât have a single peaceful night for twenty-seven years until the immortal came.
âIt was our karma. We did something wrongâŠâŠto our own child.
She choked with sobs. Luo Jianqing couldnât help himself but turned his head. He saw the old woman was crying. The quilt was wetted by the tears. She was crying and shivering uncontrollably.
Luo Jianqing made his way towards grandma Gu. Before he could say anything, she said, âthree years ago, the immortal told us that we were about to leave this world. We told them that we did not want to live any longer as well. What we really wanted was death, so that we could reunite with our children. However, the immortal said that our son was still waiting for usâŠâŠwaiting for us to break the bond that connected our family.
âWe asked him where our Niansheng was.â
âHe told usâŠâŠthat we would know when the time is right.â
âWe managed to live another three years just because of his words. Actually, we didnât eat the herbs. Thatâs surely a precious thing. We want to give it to our Niansheng. Weâve been wondering for three years how heâs gonna look like.â
âHeâs in his late thirties. Maybe he has a wonderful life. Maybe he already had his own family now, with beautiful wife and lovely child. Maybe heâs like that immortal. So gorgeous. So kind. Befallen our yard one day and told us heâs coming to cut the bond.â
âWhen that day came, I was doing laundry. I saw a man floating in the middle of the river. I took a gleam when he was rescued ashore, and I knew, at that moment, this is my son.â
âMy Niansheng is even more handsome than I ever imagined.
âHe is so gorgeous, so nice. We donât deserve a son like this. I know, after my death, heâs gonna be an immortal. Itâs good. He should be one. He doesnât need parents like us. Then whatâs the meaning ofâŠâŠour bond?â
âMomâŠâŠâ Luo Jianqing sobbed.
Grandma Gu suddenly lifted her head, staring at the handsome young man standing in front.
It was after a while before she beckoned him finally.
âNiansheng, how are youâŠâŠthese years?â
She said the words with extreme carefulness and mild voice as if she didnât want to scare him.
Luo Jianqing held her hand and nodded, âmy life is very satisfying.â
âDo you have any child?â
Luo Jianqing shook his head.
âAre you married?â
He nodded, âI have somebody that I really like.â
Grandma Gu beamed with pleasure, âitâs goodâŠâŠitâs good.â
The light kindled in the house. The thunder and lightning outside couldnât disturb the peaceful kind vibe within. Grandma Gu was very happy. She said a lot as if she had countless things to tell Luo Jianqing. It was till the sunrise her voice became weaker and weaker.
In the end, grandma Gu was leaning on Luo Jianqingâs chest and mumbling, âthat day, I was the one who decided to abandon you, not your fatherâŠâŠitâs true, not your father. We regretted before we got to our house. We found a ship and searched you around in the Luo River but couldnât find youâŠâŠwe really couldnât find you. We found a lot of money in our house after we returned. We hid them all under this bed. Take the money. They are yours. We didnât even tell AmeiâŠâŠâ
Luo Jianqing nodded hard.
Looking right into this handsome man, Grandma Gu lifted her head. She looked at him as if she didnât want to leave this world, not after she finally had the chance to look at her son. She smiled slowly, âyour master must have been treating you well. Niansheng, his eyes were beaming with delight when he spoke of you.â
Luo Jianqing couldnât move his body.
She was still speaking, âyour master spat out lots of blood when he left. You must take good care of him.â
Shivering in shock, Luo Jianqing widened his eyes.
Grandma Guâs eyes were slowly closing. Voice weakening and fingers losing strength, using the last bit of her energy, she still gazed at Luo Jianqing. A relieving smile emerged, for one second, she became the beautiful girl who enchanted every young man in the region dozens of years ago.
She said, âNiansheng, our bondâŠâŠwas cut.â
âSplatâââ
Her arm dropped at the moment she finished the sentence.
Stupified, Luo Jianqing held the old woman in his arms. A long-time passed. His tears were finally running out.
He felt something inside him vanished at the moment grandma Gu stopped her breath. That thing was constraining him for forty-one years, and he didnât notice it at all. It was the bond between the family which was buried at the deepest corner in his heart and was broken following grandma Guâs last words.
What was the meaning of breaking the mortal bond?
Must we become indifferent of love and hate to be immortal?
Thunder was roaring in the firmament. Countless lightning was rushing towards the ground like silver snakes. Then a heavy rain followed.
In terrible weather like this, Luo Jianqing buried grandma Gu with grandpa Gu. He knelt before the tombstone, kowtowed forty-one times, and then using Sword Qi left a phrase on the tombstone:
âby their son â Gu Nianshengâ
The last bit of the bond had disappeared. Luo Jianqing looked up at the sky. There was nothing but coldness and anger on his face,
âWhoâs to blame for the flood and thunder forty-one years ago?
âWhy the fate asked me to break the mortal bond?
âWhy is it that we have to be indifferent to immortal?
âWhy do we need to leave behind the love and hate?
âI, Luo Jianqing, swear that I will succeed with all the mortal emotions still inside me.â
Emerging and rumbling from the underground, an ancient invisible power accumulated around Luo Jianqing.
This was the Third Seizure of the Nine Heavenly Seizure Record â Seizing Right and Wrong!