Thousands of years of flow

The sun rises and the moon sets, the sun sets and the moon rises, the sun and the moon alternate, spring goes and autumn comes, the world is covered with ice and snow, the spring sun melts the snow, year after year, year after year, the new and the old are constantly alternating, people come and go, all things grow and age in a cycle.

Since that long-ago and profound meeting of all things in memory, all things have once again gathered and dispersed across heaven and earth, looking at each other from afar across thousands of rivers and mountains.

As nature moves forward, those who stop at the past stop, and those who hope to go further try their best, even at the cost of gritted teeth and tears, to crawl towards a new life.

The white flags flutter in the wind, and the sad and tearful letters are sent to the flying birds, flying away with the wind.

As the grass and trees burned.

No matter when or where you want to send it, no matter who you send the letter to, whether it is passed down and treasured by everyone or returned to dust, it is all up to you.

And here I am, I have long gazed at my old friend from afar, recalling the past and thinking about the future...

"In this world, we will meet again in different ways, different from each other. I wait for our reunion. The one I love and hate, the one who loves me and hates me, I wait for us to meet again."

"At that time, will love turn into hate? Will hate turn into love? Love and hate are fickle. It turns out that we all loved each other."

"In this world, new children laugh and cry every year, and the gods of heaven and earth love the new. Those who yearn for the new take a step toward rebirth, while those who cling unwillingly to the old... reaching the extreme of the old is rebirth."

"We meet in the passage of time, and we wait for each other in the new life. In this world, there is no real parting, only gratitude for every encounter."

It was unexpected that the letters that flew to each other intermittently from all directions contained the same words filled with tears and smiles.

The people holding the letter papers lowered their eyes, and stared quietly for a long time one by one. Suddenly, they slowly and carefully folded the letter papers, handed them to the flying birds and the water, and sent them to the next person with the wind.

Go with the wind!

The letters are delivered endlessly.

The gods of heaven and earth, all things in the world, favor the new. Just as the letter said, every year in this world, new children laugh and cry, brave the dangers of fire and water, and stand tall between heaven and earth, loudly or silently.

Let this piece of heaven and earth be given to new life.

Some people cling to their shortcomings and come and go in a hurry unwillingly, looking for the way, immortals, gods and saints, asking questions, roaring, and dying with hatred.

Some people smiled and disappeared, the inheritance passed on, and they disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Tao is Tao, and everyone has his or her own "Tao".

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During the day, the sun is scorching in the early morning.

In the mountains and deep forests, the mottled light and shadows falling are clear and light.

In the boundless peace and tranquility, a slender figure walked out of the wooden house slowly, brought some simple tea and rice and placed them on the table. He squinted his eyes, yawned, and sat down at the table.

Deep in the forest, there is a large empty space. There is a set of tables and chairs and one person. They are quiet and leisurely eating and drinking tea while yawning lazily.

The wind blows and the grass rustles. The grass is fresh and pungent, but some of it is blown away by the breeze. It is not stuffy or choking, and the years are peaceful.

Suddenly, "click, click—" the sound of impatient footsteps came quickly from far away, crushing the broken branches and leaves along the way. It rushed over in a hurry, suddenly interrupting the melodious and peaceful atmosphere here.

"His Majesty--!"

Someone suddenly rushed over, fell to his knees on the open space in front of the table and chairs, covered his face with his sleeves, wiped his tears, and cried out in grief: "Your Majesty, I have finally found you..."

Here it comes again... Jiang Weiji had a numb face, squinting his eyes sleepily, slowly eating the meal in front of him, then slowly picked up the cup beside him and took a sip of tea, without any response.

It was not until I went into seclusion in the mountains that I realized how annoying I was when I was searching for immortals and asking for advice.

He had long since hidden himself in the deep mountains and forests, waiting for the afterlife in his memory to descend, and from time to time, strangers would come and make a lot of noise.

"I only ask to serve you all the year round." The visitor cried, kneeling and kowtowed repeatedly, and from time to time he would get up anxiously and turn around twice, and then kneel down again with a "thump". "I beg Your Majesty to give me this opportunity to fulfill my filial duty!"

Filial piety... Filial piety, what? Jiang Weiji was stunned, looking at the gray-haired, septuagenarian-looking old man in front of him. He opened his mouth slightly, pinched the chopsticks in his hand, and slowly fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he slowly closed his mouth, sneered, and said, "I don't have what you want here. I'm not that capable."

The visitor refused to listen, crying uncontrollably, begging, "Your Majesty, please give me a chance," and swearing, "I am willing to serve Your Majesty at your command. I am loyal to Your Majesty, and the heavens, the earth, the sun, and the moon can bear witness to this!"

Finally, he shook and trembled again, crying bitterly and angrily, "The royal family of Yuan Kingdom is getting worse with each generation, and no one generation can compare to Your Majesty. I beg Your Majesty to come out and save Yuan Kingdom!"

Jiang Weiji was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he suddenly laughed with his heart beating.

He slowly shook his head with a strange smile, then slowly stopped smiling. He squinted his eyes sleepily and continued to eat and drink tea.

He doesn't understand others, but doesn't he understand himself?

That is to say, they say nice things before they get the things, but when they really get the things, what oaths are there? They just say "Really? Is that true?" "I don't understand what you are saying." "I don't understand, I don't understand," and they turn against each other in an instant.

It's a pity that he had no choice but to be controlled by others in the end... Jiang Weiji sighed deeply with melancholy in his heart.

But the melancholy only lasted for a moment, and he got used to the numbness again. His face was tired and idle, and his eyes seemed to be too sleepy to open. He looked at the person in front of him crying and begging in silence, while he ate slowly with his hands in his mouth.

He had reached this level and strength, so the coming and going of people was nothing to him. Their coming and going had no effect on him, and their coming and going couldn't stir him up in the slightest.

Similarly, he would not drive away or stop people from coming and going, he would just watch quietly.

When you know you can control everything, you won’t want to control anything.

Jiang Weiji ate calmly, his eyes narrowed and narrowed, then opened, opened, and narrowed again, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

The man in front looked at him like that, feeling extremely sad, as if he had lost all hope, with despair in his eyes. He suddenly became furious and yelled, "What are you eating!" He rushed forward and slapped the bowl and teacup in front of him away.

With a crisp "click" sound, the wooden bowl and cup hit the ground and rolled twice, and the tea and rice spilled into the grass.

At the table, Jiang Weiji paused holding the chopsticks.

"Where's my rice...?" Jiang Weiji opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looking at the bowl in front of him that disappeared out of thin air.

Ignoring the crying and shouting of the person in front of him, Jiang Weiji's eyes widened a little more, full of clarity and lucidity. He lowered his head and searched around on the table, as if he couldn't believe it or accept it.

"My food!" Jiang Weiji suddenly raised his head.

Just at this moment, a big white goose wearing a pink embroidered short jacket came over, staggering and heading straight towards Jiang Weiji.

The gray-haired man's eyes were wide open, and he was caught off guard when he saw it. He was still as sharp as ever and instantly became furious, "I'm about to die! What are you looking at!" He kicked the goose's head!

“Ga-ga-ga! Ga-ga-ga!!”

The big white goose in an embroidered pink short jacket flew backwards in an instant and hit the ground, screaming miserably and struggling by flapping its wings wildly, raising a large amount of dust.

Jiang Weiji instantly threw down his chopsticks, got furious, and slammed the table!

In an instant, he appeared out of thin air in front of the person, his expression twisted and ferocious, and he grabbed the person by the collar -

"Not only did you hit my food, you even dared to kick my goose!!"

"How dare you hit my goose! You have to look at the owner before you hit the dog! I don't bother to pay attention to you, and you think I'm too gentle?!!"

…………

In the mountains and forests, the peace and tranquility are completely shattered.

“Quack quack geese, quack quack geese, quack quack quack--!!” “Bang bang bang!!”

The geese's cries were shrill, mixed with the sounds of fists colliding, and faintly heard intermittent wails for mercy.

As noon approached, the sun shone brightly.

On the hillside, Jiang Weiji was so angry that he was shaking all over. He sneered, loosened his hand that was holding the man's collar, and kicked the man down the mountain!

Noon.

The water in the large boiler boils, slices of onion, ginger and garlic are put into the water, and billowing white smoke rises.

Jiang Weiji stood silently in front of the boiler, his face full of sadness and grief. He closed his eyes and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Water burial.

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In the afternoon in the mountains and forests, the sunlight is no longer golden, but has returned to a clear and bright white, not scorching, but slightly cool.

Jiang Weiji woke up from his lunch break, walked out of the house slowly, walked to a simple wooden house behind the mountain, opened the door, and released the geese.

"Geese, geese, geese, geese, geese..." More than a dozen big white geese wearing various short jackets walked out of the house, lined up in a line and took a walk.

However, Jiang Weiji came to the top of the mountain alone, climbed up the ancient tree and sat down, looking at the human world in the distance, quietly for a long time.

The landscape shifted, the old left and the new came. This was a completely unfamiliar era. It wasn't the place he cherished in his memories, nor was it the foreign land he'd stumbled through for three hundred years. This was an exceptionally difficult time.

Jiang Weiji leaned sideways, slightly tilted his head, and leaned against the trunk of the ancient tree, watching from the bright sunlight to the dusk.

Counting the years, yet not knowing how many years have passed.

Who knows how many familiar old friends I’ll see again thousands of years from now… Jiang Weiji slowly closed his eyes, almost unconsciously thinking, “This is also good…”

Controlled by others, there is an invisible thread of contract between him and Jiang Jingyuan. This thread runs through and transcends everything. The old friends tied at both ends of the thread are quietly waiting for memories to come before their eyes.

This is the only bit of familiarity and peace of mind in this strange era, peace of mind at all times.

If you feel at peace, you can wait quietly for thousands of years.

wait.

Thousands of years later...

In a bamboo and wooden house with lush grass, singing birds and fragrant flowers, which has a leisure and holiday atmosphere, a red-haired fox in a bamboo basket cushion suddenly stretched its body and limbs, closed its eyes but did not open them yet, and yawned with its mouth wide open.

It smacked its lips, then turned its head and fell into a nap again.

Two days after the alternation of day and night, in the early morning, the little fox felt an itch on the tip of his nose. He wrinkled his face but did not open his eyes.

"Tsk." It was as if someone was talking to it, "This fox can't be woken up..."

Sheng Liang was in a daze for a long time, and suddenly he was stunned and startled. He jumped up suddenly, opened his eyes, and became clear-headed. He turned his head left and right and looked around warily.

A piece of dogtail grass swayed in its field of vision. Sheng Liang blinked in a daze, looked up, and saw two figures in front of him.

Qin Jiuyan was wearing a red fishtail dress with a white flower tail at the side of her waist, and a gold embroidered shawl. When she saw it, she threw away the dogtail grass in her hand, raised her hand and casually brushed her black hair, then turned her head and said to the person next to her, "Oh, you're awake."

Beside her, Qin Gejue was wearing a white cheongsam with blue-green bamboo accents. Her raised right hand held a small gold and jade fan. She smiled gently, nodded at it, and said, "Don't worry, this is..."

"Where's Jiang Jingyuan!!" Sheng Liang suddenly remembered the person, was horrified, and screamed suddenly. The whole fox turned around and looked for the figure.

Suddenly, it saw something with its sharp eyes, and without caring about anything else, it ran to the small bed not far away, jumped on it, stared at the face of the sleeping girl, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The little fox's face was full of fatigue again. He blinked his eyes and slowly curled up beside the girl, tilting his face and touching his cheek with the girl's cheek. He felt so at ease that he seemed to be about to fall asleep again.

The fox's eyes gradually closed, and suddenly! It opened its eyes wide, jumped high on the spot, and cried out to the two people not far away:

"She-she-she's not breathing!!!"