I don't know when there was a young figure under the big willow tree in front of the demonic inn.

He sat cross-legged under the big willow tree, silent, his eyes slightly closed, and his face looked serene, as if he were keeping some agreement, and as if he was waiting for someone who would return one day.

At first, there were curious people who heard the news.

But the man under the big willow tree was like a real sculpture, motionless and silent.

After a long time, slowly, people get used to it.

Once you get used to it, no one will see this wonder as a wonder anymore.

A few years later, when outsiders pass by here and ask curiously about the statue under the big willow tree, the old people will tell the legend about the big willow tree that grows into a towering giant tree overnight, and the extra person under the big willow tree at dawn.

And every time it happens, outsiders look at the statue under the big willow tree with an expression of 'you're not lying to me, are you?'

"You mean this is a person? How is it possible, how can you look at it, it's all a stone statue! But this carving is really good, if it weren't for this layer of stone skin, it really looks like a real person. ”

At this time, the old people would shake their heads and sigh and leave.

While walking, I unconsciously recalled the Chinese New Year's Eve twenty years ago.

Early that morning, when I woke up in the morning, it was snowing heavily, and the whole world was covered in snow, and the cold was terrifying.

The snow continued to fall throughout the day and did not stop until late at night.

At the moment when the snow stopped, everyone seemed to feel a fear that grew from the depths of their souls, whether they were awake or asleep.

Then, there was a roar that seemed to resound throughout the whole world, and I thought that some big demon might have been born.

However, that is what the gods have to deal with, and they mortals can't handle that heart.

Therefore, no one knows how the rest will end.

But I think it's been solved, after all, I haven't heard of a catastrophe anywhere.

It's just that since that Chinese New Year's Eve, for twenty years, every Chinese New Year's Eve, there will be a snowfall.

People put red charms and set off firecrackers, which seems to be more positive, and the joy of the festival seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

It is full of older people who have turned out the origin of the New Year from ancient books.

Slowly, why the New Year, what is Chinese New Year's Eve, how is the New Year's Eve, and how is the New Year, but also began to circulate in the world.

Now that I think about it, everything is like arranged, when people are about to forget history, when everything is about to become a habit, the truth of the past is once again revealed in front of the world.

It's good, there are some things handed down by our ancestors, no matter how long it has been, they should never be forgotten!

Just like some history and memories, no matter how many changes in the world have been experienced, no matter how many people have the intention to cover up.

The story of the past is there, and after the vicissitudes of life, there are always people who can remember it and pick it up.

The old man thought about his own thoughts, and walked farther and farther away, leaving a lonely back.

Under the big willow tree, a gust of wind blew, making the statue even more desolate and lonely.

No!

He is not alone.

It can be seen from the smile on the corner of his mouth that he is accompanied by people he cares about.

......

Twenty years have flown by.

This year, after the baptism of winter, the snow melted, spring returned to the earth, and everything began to recover.

The big willow tree in Hangzhou seems to wake up very early, and when the young grass has just pulled out new shoots, it has already flourished, as if it is the height of summer.

Tired of secular officialdom, Xu Hanwen, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites who had just resigned and returned to his hometown, passed through here on his way back to his hometown with his family.

At a glance, I saw this big willow tree with a difference, and likewise, I saw the statue under this big willow tree.

"Master?"

The hesitant tone indicated the uncertainty of its owner at this time.

"Parking. ”

With a neutral voice, the long convoy stopped at the door of the demonic inn.

After the convoy stopped, a middle-aged couple stepped down from a luxurious carriage.

"There is a demon inn, a place to miss so much. ”

First, when he saw the demonic inn that was still the same after twenty years, Xu Xian's face was a little embarrassed, "Hongyao, remember, the first place we settled down after I ransomed myself for you back then, it was here." ”

The Lin family, who was already middle-aged and charming, nodded, "All the things I experienced with my husband, the concubine body is firmly in my heart. ”

After reminiscing about the past, Xu Xian turned his head to look at the statue under the big willow tree.

"Like!

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this statue seemed to be a little monk who had given him guidance at the beginning, and it could be said that it had changed his life.

"Master?"

Almost subconsciously, he ignored the fact that it was a statue, approached it, and reached out to touch the 'statue'.

Then, the blind dates who gathered on both sides of the street to welcome the return of the second grade master to his hometown witnessed a miracle.

The statue that has stood under the big willow tree for twenty years, exposed to the wind and rain, and the ignorant children climbing on it, or even urinating on it, have not changed at all.

At the moment when Xu Xian's hand just touched it...... There was a click, and there was a sound of shattering.

Stupid!

For a moment, Xu Xian was stunned.

What's the situation? Slander, isn't it?

Everyone is watching, I didn't do anything!

Just when Xu Xian was stunned, and the onlookers who ate melons were also staring at each other, the stone skin on the 'statue' began to fall off piece by piece, revealing the flesh and blood inside.

"it!"

"Mom, come and see the gods. ”

"I've always heard the older generation say that this statue is a real person, but I didn't believe it before, but I didn't expect it to be real. ”

"Master, this is definitely an attained monk. ”

"Nonsense, not a high monk, can sit here motionless for twenty years?"

"What's the matter, hurry up and go to apprenticeship!"

In an instant, the crowd surged, the crowd was excited, and the surging flow of people almost buried Xu Xian and the guards.

However, just when the crowd rushed to the big willow tree and wanted to go to the apprenticeship, there was a loud bang under Zidaokong.

The next moment, a white horse soared into the sky, and before everyone could see what it was, it had already flown into the nine heavens and disappeared into the clouds.

After everyone recovered from this shocking change, they found that only Xu Xian was left standing there alone under the big willow tree, and there was no trace of any 'high monks' and 'immortals'.

People who can't find the target will naturally no longer shout about apprenticeship.

At the same time, seeing that Xu Xian, the 'big man', was standing there with a gloomy face, thinking that he and the others had almost offended the second-grade master just now, the crazy crowd quickly retreated, and soon dispersed.

What the people who were scared away didn't know was that the reason why Xu Xian's face was gloomy was because the moment his hand had just touched the 'master', he had discovered a terrible truth!

His talent, which came inexplicably twenty years ago, disappeared without a trace in an instant just now.

At the same time, he was just thirty-six years old, but he felt a weakness in his body, and an illusion rose in his heart.

It seems that his vitality has been exhausted, and his life is short.

Anytime...... They could all die!