Chapter 194: Final Light

The sun was setting, and only a streak of setting sun was left in the sky. Song Qingming stood in the backyard of the Song family, staring blankly at the gradually darkening sky.

"Third uncle, wake up, grandma is awake!" Not far away, Song Yunshan came over with a happy face and shouted to him loudly.

Song Qingming turned around and nodded with a smile, then followed Song Yunshan back to Song's mother's room.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Qingming saw Song's mother on the bed. At this moment, she had not only woken up, but also sat up, half leaning on the cushion. Her face changed from the previous pale color to become very rosy.

"Mother, you haven't eaten water or rice for several days, so you should eat more!"

"I said I'm not hungry, take it down, it's a waste to leave it here!" Song's mother waved at the rice porridge handed over by her daughter-in-law. Although her voice was not loud, her words were still very clear.

Song Qingming stepped forward and smiled at his sister-in-law, "After taking the elixir, some spiritual power will gather in your body. It doesn't matter if you don't eat for a few days."

Seeing Song Qingming, Song's mother complained to him again, "San'er, you have such a useful elixir, why didn't you give some to your father at the beginning? At least let him leave us a few words before leaving."

Song Qingming smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Mother has wronged me. I didn't have this elixir at that time. I got it when I was doing business in the market a few years ago."

Song's mother sighed, waved her hand, and asked Song Qingming to sit at the head of the bed, closer to her.

"San'er, your mother is really sick this time. Even you are looking forward to your return. Tell me how long you haven't been home. Last time you came back, you lied to me that you were married. Until now, I haven't even seen your shadow."

Song Qingming said softly: "It's my fault. Mother, don't be angry. I will send her a message later to see if she has time to come to see you in the next few days."

"Are you serious?" Song's mother grabbed Song Qingming's sleeve, and her eyes also sparkled.

The second sister and the fourth brother and others on the side also looked at Song Qingming in surprise. When they heard the news last time, they all thought that Song Qingming said this to comfort his elderly mother, but they didn't expect that what he said was actually true.

Song Qingming smiled and nodded, and then in front of everyone, he took out a voice transmission and cast a spell to send it out in their surprised eyes.

The next morning, a servant of the Song family who was sweeping the floor at the door suddenly saw two beautifully dressed young women appear outside the Song family gate.

The servant saw that the two people were a little strange and was about to ask, but he didn't expect a figure to suddenly appear beside him, which scared him.

He looked up and realized that it was the third master of the mansion. Seeing the third master walking towards the door, as if he knew the two people outside, he quickly stepped aside.

"Qingyu, why did you come back when you were not practicing in the market?"

In the past few months, after Song Qingming came back, the situation in Qinghe County has stabilized a lot. The second sister Song Qingwan and others also returned to Qinghefang and reopened the store.

Song Qingyu also mixed in Qinghefang and stayed with Huang Siyuan all day.

"I don't know the way, so I asked Qingyu to help me." Before Song Qingyu opened her mouth to explain, Huang Siyuan took the initiative to help her out.

"Go back to the mountain first, don't waste your practice."

"Got it, sister-in-law Qi, if you're bored, remember to find me on the mountain!"

Seeing Song Qingming's serious face, Song Qingyu didn't dare to stay any longer, so he could only whisper to Huang Siyuan and turned back to Funiu Mountain.

"Everyone is my family inside, there aren't so many rules in secular places, just be casual." Seeing that Song Qingyu had gone far away, Song Qingming stepped forward and brought Huang Siyuan into the mansion.

In the backyard of the Song family, Song's mother sat on a rattan chair in the yard, and the second sister and the fourth brother and their husbands also stood aside. Looking at Huang Siyuan, who was full of fairy spirit in front of them, everyone was suddenly filled with joy, holding Huang Siyuan's little hand and whispering:

"Girl! What's your name?"

"Taiyuan Mountain Huang Family, Huang Siyuan" Huang Siyuan's parents are both cultivators, and she grew up in Taiyuan Mountain since she was a child. She didn't have much contact with mortals. Seeing Song's mother and others so enthusiastic, she was actually a little panicked.

The family dragged Huang Siyuan to chat in the courtyard. Even Song Qingming, who was standing aside, did not get a word in. He could only walk aside helplessly and waved his hand to call his eldest nephew Song Yunshan over.

"Your grandmother's time is running out. The mansion needs to make some preparations early. Your parents and aunt are a little old. Don't alarm them in advance. You can do it slowly in secret. If you need my help, just come to me."

Song Yunshan looked puzzled and said, "Uncle San, after taking your elixir, grandma is now in much better health than before. How can she not have much time?"

Song Qingming sighed and looked at him and said softly, "That is not a life-saving elixir. It can only help the old man recover some vitality in a short period of time. The effect can only last for more than ten days at most.

Don't think too much. If there is a way, why wouldn't I try it? It's just that people are born, grow old, get sick and die throughout their lives. This is something that even ancient immortals can hardly change. How can I have such a great ability now?"

"Third uncle, Yunshan knows, don't worry!" After a moment, Song Yunshan gently wiped away his tears, looked up and nodded heavily to Song Qingming.

Looking at Song Yunshan who was already very sensible, Song Qingming stepped forward and gently patted his shoulder and said: "It's a pity that your uncle is no longer here, otherwise I can ask him to help you. You are more stable than your father. With you in this family in the future, I can feel more at ease."

After explaining to Song Yunshan, Song Qingming saw that the sky was gradually getting dark, so he went to the courtyard to remind the people who were still busy and sent them back to their respective places.

After sending Song's mother back to the house, Song Qingming took Huang Siyuan back to the small house where he had lived for many years.

Although Song Qingming's small house was not very big, it was not too crowded for the two of them. People who practiced cultivation could just play around.

After closing the door, Huang Siyuan sat on the wooden chair in the room, looking at Song Qingming in confusion and said: "Your mother's complexion doesn't look right. It seems that she is in her last moments. Is the old lady running out of time?"

Song Qingming nodded calmly and said: "Yes, that's true. Now she is hanging on by a pill. She should only have a dozen days left. We cultivators can hardly escape birth, aging, sickness and death, let alone ordinary mortals."

Huang Siyuan lowered her head and fell into silence. After a long while, she continued: "You have already established your foundation and have another two hundred years of life. You should not worry about this problem for the time being, right?"

"Living two hundred more years seems to be a good deal for ordinary cultivators like us, but it's hard to walk the path of cultivation safely. I have been through life and death many times to get to where I am today. It shouldn't be as easy as you think."