That day, Qu Weining finally saw the world hidden underwater——
The salt lake in Haibei reveals its pale bottom.
A row of coffins has been waiting in the wind for twenty years.
The thick fog from Ailao Mountain spread over the dilapidated villages,
The dead man called out his nickname through the crack in the door.
The golden wheat waves were dyed dark red overnight,
The scarecrows in the field shed tears of blood.
The unworshiped idol opens its eyes,
The five long-dormant weapons began to scream in succession.
Erased memories float in the water,
Buried in the belly of the mountain are corpses that no one dares to identify.
Whenever disaster approaches, someone always hears singing from under the water:
"The mountains hide the bones, the water leaves the names,
The five families guard their weapons and fill their fates from generation to generation.
The bones leave the mountain, the evil water flows,
Old accounts are not settled——
Don't ask about the return journey. "
Intention: If you have light in your heart, you can find your way back even if you are in deep water.