My mother said she wanted to go back.
I thought she was going back to her hometown, but she actually took me through time with the ash tray.
From that day on, I became the co-pilot of Xiu Yuan.
Every time I go to a village, there is an unfulfilled wish.
Some are too greedy, some are too angry, some are unwilling to wake up from their infatuation, and some are so resentful that they turn to ashes.
My mother said: "After completing the seven wishes, you can go home."
I believed it, but ended up being arrested along the way, making wine, helping people build houses, and was almost forced to become an immortal.
She said it was spiritual practice, but I thought it was more like a labor camp.
But every time I leave, one more lamp lights up on the ash tray, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple - the seven wishes are about to be fulfilled.
It wasn't until the day when the last light came on that I understood - this time travel was not just to help others fulfill their wishes, but also to help us, mother and daughter, learn to "let go".
This is a fantasy journey about desire, letting go and coming home.
There is laughter, tears, ashes and light.
Because sometimes, the most difficult practice is not to become an immortal, but to go home.
Intention: Letting go of obsession is also the way to go home.
