Gray preaching robe, old inkstone at waist.
An old man and a young man traveled across four continents, passed through every town, and killed a monster.
He destroyed a sect, and the world thought it was divine punishment.
No one knows who they are, but every town remembers the fog, the blood, and the bowl of saltless fish soup.
To the east of Qingluozhou, there is a sea named Canghai.
There is a island on the sea, and a city on the island. In the city, a Taoist walked out of the fire with a child in his arms. The child's name is Gu Changan, and he is the last living person in Liuxi Village. The Taoist named Chen Qiuyan was carried out like this seventy years ago.
They walked toward the mountains, toward the sea, toward bigger continents, farther cities, and longer roads.
The world is big. In addition to the four major continents, there are also Yingzhou, Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yuanqiao... The gods live in high places, demons lurk in deep pools, and people in the middle are torn apart from both ends. Chen Qiuyan has lived for seventy years and knows that the world is not black and white - officials and bandits make deals, immortals and demons exchange profits, massacring a village can be called "alchemy", and silencing people can be called "clearing the place."
Gu Changan climbed out of the well when he was four years old.
When he was six years old, Chen Qiuyan pointed to the place where the water and the sky meet and said: "There is a city over there that was burned. I gave you your name." Chen Qiuyan squatted down and wiped the salt frost on his face with his sleeves. "I wish you a long-lasting peace. It's not the city, but you. Wherever you go, there is a city in your heart that cannot be burned down."
Gu Changan looked at the horizon and said nothing.
Later he traveled to many places. Someone asked him: "What did your master teach you?" He thought for a while and said: "He said you can hate, but don't let hate live for you."
Concept: "Bodies and demons are all inkstones, filled with things of their own choice." The pen is in front and the knife is behind. Get it
Only when you can stand up and let go can you be considered a human being. "