An old man with white hair strode into the atrium from the inner temple, and he was the head of the temple of Myohoyama Waniji Temple. Holding a flaming pine branch in his hand, he lit a fire on the stone platform in front of the atrium, on which was a wide, flat copper plate of liquid mixed with dozens of herbs and then boiled and distilled. Soon Chengjiao smelled a strong aroma, musk, callus, citronella, citrus fruit, iris, peony...... Chengjiao distinguishes the ingredients in the aroma. Prior to this, she and her grandfather would come to Wanyi Temple to donate and observe the ceremony on the rotating day every year, and compared to last year, she smelled that this year's medicinal soup seemed to be filled with the medicine god cloth withered leaves and absinthe.

The loud voice of the head of the temple came from below, and the sound reverberated through the reflection of the viewing platforms on all sides.

The people stood and bowed their heads and listened quietly.

Once upon a time, we lived in a world that was a flat land, and a highly developed ancient civilization dominated the continent. At that time, human beings thought that they had great power to control nature and change the world, but they were arrogant, but in fact they were ignorant and stupid!

Because they have forgotten the existence of God.

The benevolent gods did not punish them, but left them to fend for themselves. Soon, they paid the price for their stupidity, and greed and scramble led to endless wars that led to the collapse of the continent, the destruction of beasts, and the destruction of life. Desperate and weeping people prayed to the gods to return to save their dying children in the piles of their dead loved ones. The merciful gods granted their request and came down to save them. However, the barbarians born in the fire of the apocalyptic war joined forces with the beasts to kill the god of death and the god of wine, and although the god of the moon died due to childbirth, he also brought the god born on the earth - the powerful god of war! The sun goddess sighed and swung her sword, rising an impassable mountain to keep the barbarians at bay and make them suffer untold suffering in the phantom and the ashes.

The five islands of the gods, which believe in the gods, return to the embrace of nature. People can enjoy the moisture of the rain and dew of the mountains again, and coexist with flowers, birds, fish and insects.

God dies and the god is born, the flowers bloom and fall, the four seasons cycle repeatedly, the sun and the moon alternate, everything that comes from the earth will eventually return to the earth, everything that prospers and thrives will go through withering and decaying in order to sprout and grow again, the law of nature is the circle that ends with each other, that is, the oracle shows that all things are one, and the rotation is endless, and so are the gods.

Human beings must listen to this oracle and follow this law in order to live between heaven and earth.

Cheng Jiao has been listening to the same temple head talk about the same content many times since she was a child, and she is very familiar with the process. She looked to the atrium where Grandpa stood, and the head of the temple had already begun to chant the names of the departed who were waiting in the Eternal Forest.

Grandpa tilted his head slightly, listened attentively, waited, waited.

"Zots!"

That's grandma's name!

As soon as the words fell, the grandfather quickly put his hands on his forehead, put the back of his hand to his eyes, and said loudly: "My wife, I will seek you, may the gods guide you." Cheng Jiao and his parents beside him also chanted softly, "May the gods guide." Grandpa turned his hands apart, put them back at his side, and stood with his head held high, staring ahead.

Cheng Jiao found that his grandfather did not try to find the family in the crowd of spectators, he couldn't wait to reunite with his wife after a long absence, and his mind may have been running wild on the road and going first!

Cheng Jiao sighed slightly, feeling lost in his heart.

The head of the temple continued to recite the names, and one by one the people claimed the loved ones they were looking for.

Clouds are piling up in the sky, the air is a little damp, and it may be raining. In case the atmosphere of the temple is also a little dull, and the backs of the people watching the ceremony are no longer straight, this part of the ceremony is indeed a little lengthy.

"Gao Siwu'er, Jin Ying's daughter-in-law, Xiangyu and my grandson, I will seek you, may the gods guide."

The hoarse and deep voice was like a saw slamming on Cheng Jiao's heart, a voice she had heard a long time ago!

She followed the prestige, and was an old lady. Her orange hair color made her stand out in the crowd, but it wasn't natural, like she had been dyed with nail grass. At this time, she was turning her wrinkled hands open, revealing a pair of green eyes. She bowed like a shrimp, and her neck, back, arms, and legs were bent, as if the whole person had been worn out. Her face was wrinkled, her expression was of a bad temper, and her mouth was tightly closed.

(It's a big change, but I did see this face somewhere!) ）

Cheng Jiaoxin said.

She rummaged through her memories, faces rising and falling, and she quickly swept over ...... Got it!

It was a windy autumn night. She was held in her mother's arms, the air smelled of burning, the sky deep in the narrow alley was lit by firelight, and panicked people ran out of the alley covered in soot, and some people carried the belongings they had tried to salvage.

Two men were holding a man, it was a woman, her unkempt hair was ragged, it must have been on fire and extinguished. She was almost on her stomach, her feet kicking and stretching, and she was crying out in the direction of the fire. The two dragged her desperately, and when they passed by her mother and Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao looked down at her.

The weeping face was obscured by jet-black soot, and a pair of large green eyes reflected the light of fire in the night sky.

(Was Goldfish Alley ever on fire?) ）

Cheng Jiao was secretly thinking to himself, but was interrupted by everyone's chanting in unison.

"All things are one, and so are the gods."

Cheng Jiao also hurriedly followed, and the ceremony had already reached the last item.

"Heaven, earth, man and god are the same, and all things are one!" The head of the temple recites aloud.

The crowd was silent, waiting.

After a moment of silence, "Boom! Boom! The two drums sounded as if they were beating on the hearts of the people. Immediately afterwards, the melodious sound of the strings sounded, like a cold hand brushing people's necks, and all of them raised their heads and sang:

"How can it end before it begins, heaven, earth, man and god are one thing.

The wind of spring can distinguish between good and evil without doubt,

The summer rain washes away the filth without leaving dirt,

Autumn leaves turn into soil to grow new trees,

The snow melts in winter and nourishes all things in the mountain springs.

Do not be afraid of the valley of the jungle, which is a warm habitat,

Fragrant leaves, soft soil,

We will be the guardians of the world.

Look at the dazzling place ahead,

It is the gods, clothed in light, who guide you.

Then you'll know,

How can it end before it begins;

Then you will know that

Heaven, earth, man, and god are one thing. ”

The singing stopped, but the echo still reverberated around the atrium of the temple. It was as if the spirits of countless dead were crowded in the air and in the shadows behind the pillars of the viewing pavilion, repeating the chant again and again.

The people of the atrium are led by psionics into the wide halls of the inner temple in order, and they will leave the temple at midnight. Descend to Mt. Myoho, go out to sea, and arrive at the hot spring harbor, where the waiting ships will set sail at dawn and cross the sea under the guidance of the gods to the Crescent Moon and enter the Eternal Forest.

At this time, the rain was pouring down, and the sky and earth seemed to be covered with an ethereal veil. Instead of running to avoid the rain, people walked out of the temple gate in a slow and orderly manner. Their thoughts were still rising and falling in the song just now, and there was a faint fragrance of herbs wafting from them, and they blessed each other with the people who passed by, wishing their relatives a speedy reunion and glory to the gods.