Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family Chapter 254 - 239: Death is Not Losing Life, but Stepping Ou

[The sky remained gloomy, but the pouring rain had stopped at so point.]

[You trudged along the muddy mountain path, your thoughts complex and tangled.]

[In the past, you thought death was a lively affair.]

[Because as long as soone died, it ant more business for your family, and the money-making father would take you to town to buy candied haws.]

[Besides that, the funeral itself was bustling, with gongs and drums, and at midnight, there were specialized masters who prepared a few bowls of hot tofu noodles, which was your favorite.]

[Therefore, you never regarded death as sothing bad.]

[Until today, when your heart was heavy and your nose tingled, you finally understood that death is truly a sad thing.]

[At that mont, you wanted to explore the true aning of death.]

[You asked the elderly coffin carrier beside you, what is death?]

[The elder, puffing on his peeled and worn-out pipe, shook his tobacco pouch, took a few deep puffs of smoke, then said with a smile: ’Xingyazi? Why ask such a thing? Dead is dead, what else could it be?’]

[Hearing this, you rubbed your forehead and asked another elder, what is death?]

[This elder was montarily stunned, then revealed a yellow-toothed grin: ’Dead ans gone, everything’s gone?’]

[After saying this, he glanced at you, noticing your dissatisfaction with the answer, scratched his head and said: ’Look, isn’t this rain quite heavy? By tomorrow, when the sun rises, this rain, along with the droplets on the ground, will be completely gone, leaving no trace of the rain. Isn’t this just like death?’]

[Hearing this, you were slightly taken aback.]

[Death, is it like a rain? When the rain stops and the clouds clear, and the raindrops disappear, is that death?]

[You didn’t know if this explanation was correct, but you kept it in your heart.]

[After returning ho, you asked your father, what is death?]

[Your father was taken aback, looking at you surprisingly, wondering why soone your age would ask such a question.]

[He didn’t rush to answer, but after pondering, he said:

"Xingyazi, in fact, there’s never a single right answer to what death is; it is whatever you think it is.

Over the years, I’ve traveled far and organized many funerals, and everyone behaves differently at the end of their life.

So people are terrified of death. I once saw a prisoner weeping and screaming, begging not to die when he realized death was near in the courthouse of Huangqiao Town.

I’ve also seen people who are extraordinarily calm and free in the face of death. For them, death is just a journey ho, a new beginning from a different endpoint.

I’ve seen people face death with a smile. I rember one person telling , death is not losing life but stepping out of ti."

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In this mont.

Chen Zhixing, who had been lost in chaos, suddenly beca briefly lucid.

"Death..."

"...is not the loss of life, but stepping out of ti?" Chen Zhixing murmured to himself, pondering.

Vaguely, he seed to grasp sothing.

The next mont.

His thoughts fell back into chaos, rging with the imagery once again.

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[Hearing your father’s words, you couldn’t help but feel a bit lost.]

[You never thought that your father, who couldn’t even read, would say sothing so profound.]

[Then, your father looked towards the sky, sighed deeply, and continued:

"Death is never scary; on the bright side, it is like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly, becoming part of the vast sky; it is like snow lting into water, becoming part of the earth; it is like a drop of water sinking into rivers and becoming one with the ocean and the world.

In life, people are burdened with loss and pain, but once they die, they lose nothing more, and that is quite good."]

[After your father finished speaking, you nodded, sowhat understanding.]

[Spring passed, fall ca, ti flew like a fleeting horse.]

[In the blink of an eye, years went by.]

[Over the years, you matured from a hot-blooded young man into soone stable and composed, contentedly working as a coffin carrier.]

[Throughout these years, you took on many responsibilities for your father.]

[In those years, you sent off many people.]

[There were young boys and girls in the pri of their youth, just embarking on their journeys of life, elderly who peacefully passed after a lifeti of toil, and wealthy or powerful individuals—all too many.]

[Among them, many left you with regret, as those people were so kind and vibrant, yet they left so abruptly.]

[You also lost a childhood friend to a grave illness; you wept uncontrollably, your eyes swollen from crying.]

[As ti trickled by, you gradually matured.]

[Perhaps due to witnessing so much life and death, you began to view death with calmness and indifference.]

[Your understanding of death deepened steadily.]

[To you, the truth is that most people are already dead, even while alive, in their monotonous daily lives.]