Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Chapter 237 Reunion

Han Kexin held the Jade of Inspiration in her hand and fell into deep thought, the firelight flickering in her eyes.

"Sister, are you troubled? I can help you get rid of your troubles," the little boy next to her asked.

Han Kexin came to her senses and looked at the little boy. What she saw was a pair of big, round, beautiful eyes, so pure and clear that there was not a trace of impurity in them.

She couldn't help but smile, blinking her eyes as she said, "How could someone as pretty as me have any worries?"

"Oh," the boy obediently replied, "They say the reason people have troubles is because they can't forget the past."

Han Kexin's heart skipped a beat, but she only smiled slightly at him before looking at Alimu and asking, "Where did you learn this piece?"

"An elderly local herdsman," Alim said, gently stroking his ocarina, "have you heard this tune before?"

"A long, long time ago, I heard an old friend play this tune," she said softly, a light seemingly flickering in her deep eyes.

As the campfire gradually died down, everyone slowly drifted off to sleep.

The boy suddenly sat up in the darkness. Bright moonlight shone through the simple wooden shed. His eyes were full of confusion, but a moment later a cold light flashed.

He turned his head to look at Qin Xiaochuan, who was fast asleep beside him, and reached out to touch his head...

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"So you just stood by and watched him die? My sister was so good to you." Someone whispered in his ear.

Qin Xiaochuan looked up at the little girl with tears in her eyes, not knowing what to say. This girl felt so familiar to him.

He wanted to reach out and wipe away the other person's tears, but subconsciously pulled out a bronze mirror from his body.

He curiously looked into the bronze mirror, which only contained a yin-yang symbol. There seemed to be nothing strange about it. So he poured spiritual power into it, and the yin-yang fish on the symbol began to rotate. Slowly, a clear image appeared on the bronze mirror. It was a gentle woman. Upon seeing the woman for the first time, a special feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

It is a longing that has existed since time immemorial, seemingly filling the heavens and earth, endless and boundless.

Caught off guard, a sudden pang of heartache washed over him. He reached out to touch her face, but the woman's body began to tremble violently.

"No," he murmured, trying to reach out and grab her, but he only grasped at empty air. The woman finally disappeared before his eyes, leaving only a fading glow.

"Ke Yun!" he shouted, waking up from his dream.

The tent was dimly lit, and he could only barely see the situation inside with the help of the red light from outside. Zhou Bin was still fast asleep, breathing peacefully.

He opened the tent and crawled out. A round, blood-red moon shone brightly in the sky, casting a dark shadow at his feet.

He looked up at the sky, his gaze cold and clear, fixed on the incredibly large and eerily red blood moon.

A dark shadow flew out of the moon, growing larger and larger until it covered the entire moon, becoming a gigantic creature that pounced on him from the sky.

It was a monster with nine heads and human faces, a tiger's body and two wings. Its wingspan was two meters, and its sharp fangs gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

He stood motionless, letting the monster approach until it was less than a meter away from him, at which point he suddenly stretched out his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

The monster wailed in agony as if its heart had been seized, its enormous wings flapping incessantly as it tried to escape. In its left hand, a large red sword gradually materialized, and without hesitation, it thrust the sword into the monster's chest.

"Roar!" The monster roared in pain and vanished into the night sky.

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The moon was still the same round moon, only brighter, and the intense blood-red color was slowly fading.

A man appeared directly in front of him, sitting on a boulder, gently stroking a pottery flute in his hand, looking at him intently. It was none other than the guide, Alim.

"Brother Xiao, it's great to see you again," Alim said calmly, his tone as if he were meeting an old friend after a long separation.

"The fact that you haven't lost yourself in this space of memories shows that your obsession is as deep as ever," he replied calmly.

"And what about you, Brother Xiao? What kind of obsession has led you, someone who shouldn't even exist in this world, to appear here?"

He didn't answer, but just stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky.

"Brother Xiao, do you still remember our debate?" Alim said casually.

"How is it?" he asked.

"Thirty years ago, Brother Xiao and I met at the foot of this mountain. We drank and talked about the mysteries of the universe. We were very happy. Back then, Brother Xiao and I debated what the Great Dao was. I said that the Great Dao is the one thought that is focused on. If you protect your mind, the heavens will respond. But Brother Xiao said that all phenomena are empty. A single thought or a single mind is illusory. Only by realizing the absence of self and the absence of thought can one see the true Dao."

"For this reason, Brother Xiao once laughed at me for being foolish and unable to let go of my inner obsession. I wanted to make a bet with Brother Xiao, betting that if Brother Xiao were also tainted by the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance, he would be just like me and unable to let go. Brother Xiao laughed and did not agree at the time."

At this point, Alim paused for a moment, then continued, "But fate is fickle. Although Brother Xiao never made a bet with me, he was already a part of it. To this day, is Brother Xiao still the same Brother Xiao who was free from all attachments and afflictions?"

He ignored Alim and went into another tent. The tent opened, and moonlight poured in. He sat down next to Xiaoying, his gaze falling on the little girl's cute face, her even breathing, and her slightly furrowed eyebrows, which were endearing.

He couldn't help but reach out and pat her head, then just gazed at her quietly.

After a long time, he prepared to get up. When he looked up, he found that Han Kexin, who was sleeping next to Xiaoying, was staring at him with her eyes open.

Some people and some things are destined to be remembered for a lifetime, while sometimes a casual glance is enough to cross the distance of time and reach their side.

Silent tears slid down her cheeks, but she remained as still as a wooden sculpture, gazing at him silently and motionlessly, just as she had many, many years ago.

Whose obsession refuses to let go? Whose longing transcends time, transcends life and death, and refuses to cease?

When the world changes and time comes to an end, what will we have left a thousand years from now?

"Is that you?" she asked softly.

"Long time no see, Kexin," he replied casually. Although he didn't say much, the familiar feeling struck her heart instantly, as if all the past time rushed towards her in an instant.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She felt like she had countless things to say, but she couldn't utter a single word. All she could do was stare intently into his eyes.

"The place you want to go is in a canyon..." He pointed out the path in detail, but Han Kexin seemed not to hear him, only staring at him with teary eyes. After a long while, she finally asked, "Why are you here?"

"I no longer exist in this world, but there are still some unfinished business." He didn't answer her directly, but paused before adding, "You need to learn to look forward."

Tears welled up in Han Kexin's eyes again, but she still couldn't utter a single word.

He looked at her, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally reached out and wiped away the tears on her face.

"I'm leaving now," he said softly, then stood up and, before leaving the tent, gently added, "Thank you for taking care of Xiaoying all this time."