"Seventy years of chaos."

The cool official suddenly felt that these six words were full of sadness.

It’s been a mess for seventy years...

In the outer city of the capital, Qi Wuhuo's soul walked out. He practiced the method of nourishing the soul. When he died, his soul still existed. He had walked a hundred miles in one step and saw the prosperity of the world, but the house where he studied so hard was already dilapidated.

The mountain god Qiongyu, whom he had met when he was a boy, appeared, seeming to know that Qi Wuzhuo's fate was over. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes. At this moment, Qi Wuzhuo had red hair and skin, and there were already age spots on his face, but Qiongyu was still the same.

Just like what I saw decades ago, it is as beautiful as an immortal or a goddess.

"I have become this old, but you are still the same as before."

Qi Wuhuo sighed and suddenly smiled:

"Is it possible to live forever in this world?"

This was the only meeting in decades, and the questions were the same as before.

But the mood of the inquiry was completely different.

The girl replied: "The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water can be seen but not obtained."

The white-haired old man played the harp, and the music of the harp moved the mountains and made the sea of ​​clouds billow. He almost entered the Tao. After finishing the song, the mountain peaks remained the same.

Suddenly I thought of what I had experienced when I was young. It was impossible to go back. What had I done in these seventy years of pursuing fame and fortune? What was it for? Qi Wuhuo played the piano and whispered:

"It has been a mess for seventy years, from east to west."

"Now I'm back..."

"Still, the water is as blue as the sky."

At the end of the song, everyone is gone, their eyes are closed and their souls are gone.

Only the mountains remain the same and the water flows continuously, just like before.

Also, melancholy.

Suddenly someone pushed his shoulder hard.

It was like stepping into a cliff and falling down in a dream, and I was covered in cold sweat.

Qi Wuhuo shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly. He was in a trance when he saw an old man pointing at him and said with a smile: "Boy, you are just dreaming. Why do you look like you are about to cry?"

Qi Wuhuo was at a loss for a long time:

"Where is this? What time is it?"

The old man laughed and scolded: "You don't even recognize your family?"

"As for the time?"

He raised his hand and pointed at the stove, steam was rising, and replied:

"It's already midday."

"The snow hasn't stopped falling."
Chapter completed!