# Ancient myth #suspense reasoning #group portrait #sense of fate #BEaesthetics
Introduction:
The Xiong family has been passed down for thousands of years. The dragon god lives on the cliff and listens to the sound of thousands of sounds, and the cloud god patrols the mountains and rivers with the long wind.
Every generation has a destiny - when the heart turns to gray, a guardian will come from the shadows to say goodbye.
This is the fate of gods and men. No one has ever questioned the belief of the people.
Until early morning in the dry season, the Dragon God died in the secret stone house.
The door was bolted from the inside, Yun Shen's exclusive feather blade was inserted into his chest, and there was a drop of undried tear in the corner of his eye.
The mountain ghost punishes him and chases him for seven days.
The six people who have the deepest bond with him each guard an unspeakable past story of that night.
"Yun Shen Ling": That night when the wind stopped, I stood outside his door, but I didn't dare to open it.
"The First Disciple Rock": I have been sharpening the knife for eleven years, but it was of no use the night he died.
"Tribe Medicine Master Shadow": I have been boiling the heart-nourishing soup for three years, and in the last bowl, he said the medicine was a bit bitter.
"Fighter Pan": I punched open the stone door and stood in front of his bed without calling for help.
"Silent Lonely Star": He has listened to people's hearts all his life, but he did not hear my knife.
"Hunting Team's Deputy Arrow": The arrow was stretched on the string all night, and finally, I closed the bow.
The day the door of the stone house was broken open, everyone was looking for the murderer.
No one thought that those tears were not for the pain of dying, but for a farewell that had been planned for half a lifetime.
He listened to Wan Lai for twenty years, kept everyone's sins in his heart, and finally left a final volume.
From that day on, the cracks in fate slowly opened.
——The wind will come again, he said.
This novel originated from a dream I had one night. After I woke up from the dream, I recorded it. It has basically not been changed, so some places are a bit wordy. Thank you for your understanding. If you like Xiaosi's writing style, you should be able to read it painlessly. To be honest, it's not like what I usually write. I feel like I'm complaining a little bit when I read it. Finally, thank you all for reading.
Purpose: Break free from the shackles of fate, and everyone can choose their own way of life
