Debt of Charity

The way of heaven has been running for a hundred thousand years, cold and precise, but it lacks the medicine called "human heart". So, the trial begins. This is not a journey to becoming a god, but a reflection on human nature and divinity. In his first life, he was a monk at Yunshen Temple. In order to save the common people, he personally cut open the white deer that regarded him as his son. In the second life, he was Gu Qingyan, the son of an aristocratic family. He was childhood sweethearts with Taoist priest Xiao Shuhan, but under the ginkgo tree, he watched helplessly as his best friend burned his letter and broke his flute. In her third life, she was the naughty fairy Liyue, who fell in love with a mortal doctor, but could only watch him fall for her. In the fourth life, she was the cat demon Xue Mo. She grew up with the scholar Wen Lan who was living under someone else's roof. She went from being a "family member" to an "old servant". Until her death, she did not dare to ask: "Master, did you ever regard me as a woman for a moment?" In the fifth life, he is the "silent" ginkgo tree, reading the joys and sorrows of the previous four lives in the annual rings and becoming a container of emotions. In the sixth life, he was the noble knight Lu Qingfeng, who used himself as a shield to laugh at the destruction of his family and country. In the seventh life, he was Mo Wen, the soul-crossing man. On the banks of the Yin-Yang River, he finally learned to "allow everything to flow through." Seven love tribulations, seven times gouging out the heart. It turns out that the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree that has witnessed all this is the loneliest watcher, and the fruit it bears is called "willingness." Food Guide The format of a unit drama is about one life and one hardship, and the writing style is more classical. The tone is depressing, and the ending is HE (probably). This article is also called "About the fact that I reincarnated seven times and finally turned into the wind." Intention: I am Nanfeng delivering the knife. Along the way, I watched Xuan Ku step by step from a monk in Yunshen Temple to a faceless soul-wading man by the Wangchuan River. I write these seven lives not to praise the majesty of the divine world, nor to show the wonders of suffering. I just want to peel off the cold shell called "compassion" and see what kind of hot human heart is hidden inside. What is lacking in the way that day is not the rules, but the greed, anger, ignorance and reluctance in the mortal body. So this story is actually a long "filling the gap" - using the pain of gouging out the heart seven times to exchange for a trace of human touch from the way of heaven, to exchange for the ginkgo tree to bear a fruit called "willingness". I handed this knife slowly because every time I cut it, it was my own gentlest compromise in the world.