Before falling into slumber, she listened to Master Jing’an muttering and drowsily thought: What Master said about the seven emotions and six desires, they are separate.
Seven emotions are the feelings of seven people, and in the end, none remain, while six desires are what the six people left behind wish for, what their hearts yearn for... But what on earth is that eternal trouble?
Don’t understand, don’t understand...
In this manner, she slept deeply, and when she awoke again, the rain had stopped, the sun scorching the earth, yet the Master Jing’an she t on the rainy night had vanished like smoke...
With the passage entering early winter, outside the Capital, a long line of people had ford. A nun, leaning on a cane and wrapped in a black cloak, hunched over, occasionally throwing a glance at the towering city gate.
"Old lady, co, let help you."
"Haha, young man, you’re quite considerate."
"Old lady, how old are you?"
"? I’m just over twenty this year."
"Old lady, you sure know how to joke."
"Ah, in these tis, no one believes the truth."
"Pff... Old lady, judging by your age, you must be as old as my grandmother who is over ninety."
"Ah, ah, ti waits for no one."
"Old lady, the weather is cold, your dry food has frozen hard, and you have no teeth, better not eat that. Here, try this stead bun, I bought it this morning, it’s still soft."
"Hehe..."
With a look of grievance across her face and gazing skyward, this seemingly ninety-year-old "old lady" was naturally Dong Huiying. A few months ago, she lost her first tooth, an incisor. And now, months later, having finally reached the Capital, all her teeth have fallen out, making her a toothless old lady.
She found amusent in her suffering thinking that after all, throughout this journey, she had encountered quite a few kind-hearted people. Considering her "age," many took good care of her. Otherwise, in her current physical state and appearance, reaching the Capital smoothly would have been a questionable affair.
Interestingly enough, starting from a month ago, she found her rapid aging process finally slowing down. She once examined her own bones; her bone age stopped at ninety-two. Although she continued to age incessantly, the speed compared to before was almost negligible.
Master Jing’an said within the realm of death lies vitality, also said that as long as the timing is right, she could rejuvenate like a dead tree in spring. She felt she might have been cursed, or perhaps the Master was indeed too mystical. In any case, so words from Master Jing’an left a deep impression in her heart.
At the city gate of Yuanjing, a checkpoint was established, with people continuously entering and exiting. Dong Huiying touched her pocket; she carried a docunt similar to a form of identity proof. Without this, given Yuanjing’s strict asures, soone of her unclear identity wouldn’t be allowed entry. So, she forged a copy for herself.
After lining up for about two hours, it was finally Dong Huiying’s turn. She fumbled around, using her chicken-claw-like old hand to hand over the docunt to the city guard. After careful inspection, finding no errors or omissions, he permitted her passage.
After entering the city, she wandered slowly, spotting several recently opened shops, their plaques branded with the "Huizi Store" trademark.
A wave of nostalgia washed over her eyes.
Huizi Store, ah, Shujun once made a grand promise to have Huizi Store blossom everywhere throughout Dayuan, so that wherever she went, she wouldn’t have to worry about food, clothing, lodging, or travel, able to directly use the identity card to stay in her own properties.
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