Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 353: Perception beyond the years, perseverance
"Where are you planning to go?"

Outside Liangcheng, there was a girl sitting on the roof of a carriage, opening her arms wantonly and embracing the wind blowing towards her.

"This is the first time I've seen people ride in a car like this in my entire life!!"

"drive!!!"

The coachman looked as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't sit in the carriage but went to the roof instead. Was he afraid of falling?
"East China Sea."

Next to her was a young man with deep eyes. As he looked at the giant trees lining the road beside him, he suddenly felt the heaviness of time.

Hearing the little girl's words, he couldn't help but reply.

"Wushuang City?"

The girl didn't understand what he meant and guessed a place at random. Wushuang City is located on the shore of the East China Sea. It has always been a very famous city in the martial arts world. Later, when the wandering ancestor of Wushuang City was born, the status of Wushuang City also rose, and it became a holy place that many people in the martial arts world yearned for.

“The East China Sea is huge.”

The man shook his head. The East China Sea is very big, and there is more than one Wushuang City. There are too many unknown secrets hidden in that vast ocean.

"Are you going to look for Xiao Se?"

The little girl frowned. Didn't this man say before that he would not care about Xiao Se and his group? Why did he want to go find them now?

"Ah."

The man did not deny it just because he was exposed. He replied softly, then slowly closed his eyes and opened his arms, making the same gesture of embracing the wind. However, the little girl next to him was suddenly stunned.

A faint halo appeared on the man sitting next to her. If she had not been close to him, she would not have been able to see it. The next moment, she felt that this person who was so close to her suddenly had a sense of distance, just like the wind blowing in her face, she could only feel it but could not catch it.

"Taoist, what are you doing?"

The little girl didn't know what the people around her were doing, but she felt that it was not simple. After holding it in for a while, she couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Put your hands on me."

The man did not disappoint the little girl. After being silent for a while, he spoke again.

"Then close your eyes and empty your mind. Then you will see"

The little girl did not hesitate and put her hand on the man's shoulder. However, because of her height, she felt uncomfortable keeping her hand raised all the time, so she moved closer to the man, found a comfortable position, and leaned directly on the man's shoulder.

The wind blew past, bending the grass on both sides of the road that was already as high as a bench, and also ruffled the long black hair of the two people on the roof of the carriage. The four wind chimes on the roof of the carriage began to tinkle, like a ballad that slowly began to float along the road.

After the little girl closed her eyes, she slowly fell into darkness, her mind began to empty, and she gradually entered a quiet state. However, as time passed, she didn't see anything, and she muttered to herself, this mysterious Taoist priest only knows how to lie.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in front of her eyes, which shocked the little girl. She was clearly closing her eyes, so how could she still see things?

"Flowers bloom and fall, I don't know how many years ago this was"

A low hum, as if carrying a kind of magical power, instantly calmed her uneasy mood. She knew it was the voice of the Taoist priest.

"As time passes, many traces are left behind. Some of them are written down in books and can be preserved in the form of words, but most of them are left between heaven and earth."

“The mountain may still be the same mountain, without much change, but the person is no longer the same person.”

The voice was very light, with a hint of vagueness. She was clearly standing in the present, reminiscing about the past, but it gave her the feeling that her soul had traveled through time and space for a thousand years.

“There are many things worthwhile in this world”

The girl's eyes blurred, and she saw the ancient road, with gongs and drums, weddings, and everyone present with a happy face, as if congratulating the newlyweds made in heaven. Time passed, men farmed and women wove, ordinary with a touch of fireworks unique to the world, an old hen with a group of chicks looking for food in the fence, and when the sun went down the mountain, the figure wearing a bamboo hat returning home, which made the girl's heart flicker. For the people who were tired of fighting in the rivers and lakes, such a life was an unattainable dream.

In the wind and rain, two young men and women were playing under a straw raincoat. It seemed that inside the straw raincoat was a paradise, cutting off from everything in the outside world.

The little girl watched all this and slowly became absorbed in it.

“There are many things in the world that are not worth it.”

The voice came again, and the little girl frowned for no reason, as if she had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

Time is fair to everyone. We are born into this world naked and we leave naked.

If you were to ask what a person has gained in his life, I'm afraid no one could answer. As for those high-sounding words, they are merely comments from future generations, not their own answers.

So the little girl saw her husband embarking on the journey to enlistment along this road, and saw his wife looking forward to it, but the husband who played with his wife under the straw raincoat that year never appeared again.

Until many years later, an octogenarian stood under the locust tree, leaning on his walking stick, wearing a tattered straw hat and a raincoat, staring blankly into the distance, as if waiting for someone.

A breeze blew, as if someone was brushing her face. The old woman suddenly raised her head, with a hint of surprise in her cloudy eyes, but soon became a little disappointed.

Facing the setting sun, she whispered softly.

"Brother Yang, is that you?"

"Are you here to pick me up?"

"I've waited a lifetime. It's been a while. I almost forgot what you look like..."

"I heard from the Taoist priest that people have reincarnation. I actually knew that a long time ago..."

"I really want to cook you a meal again..."

"I'm leaving too, maybe in the next life..."

The wind passed, life died, the old woman died with a smile on her face, only the sunset witnessed this most worthwhile period of life.

"don't want."

The little girl shouted subconsciously, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, and the warm sunlight fell in front of her again. Looking at the man who still had his eyes closed, her little hands clenched unconsciously.

"does it worth?"

She was asking herself, what was the wife waiting for after seeing everything she saw? She knew that the man would never come back and she would never wait for him in her lifetime, but she was still waiting.
"Isn't it worth it?"

A gentle voice sounded, and the little girl knew that it was said by the bad guy next to her, knowing full well that girls like them could not bear to see such scenes.

"You are buried in the abyss, your bones are turned into dust, while I am living in the world with my head covered with snow. Maybe she already knew it~~"

The little girl's nose was sore. If she didn't know, it would be fine. If she knew,
The little girl suddenly clenched her fist and hit the man next to her.

"There are all kinds of joys and sorrows, so this is what I don't want to pick up. I can pick it up but I don't necessarily put it down. Sometimes I think I am really a bit cowardly! !"

The man smiled and reached out to give the little girl a slap on the face. The little girl covered her head and looked at the happily laughing man. Somehow she suddenly thought of the couple playing under the straw raincoat, and her mood suddenly became very good.

So she said: "The world is great!!"

(End of this chapter)