Yun Nian is a product created by a mysterious organization. They collect all the powers related to miracles and integrate them into the selected babies. Only one can survive among all the babies and transform their bodies. When the babies grow up, that power will become a shackles, turning the children into ruthless puppets. This method violates both the laws of survival and the rules of life; the cost factor of the baby's growth cannot be determined. The last successful baby was discovered by the gods, deprived of her right to freedom, and locked in a ghost gate to become a cordon to protect the safety of the world.
She was the second puppet they created, the result of a most successful experiment.
She has been looking for the end all her life, but when she sees the end, she chooses to walk in the opposite direction, living like a dream.
The place where she picked me up was on a small road around a town called Wuhu Town. That day, the fallen leaves were drifting towards the underworld. She was dressed in fiery red clothes, and the golden light painted her long silver-white hair; the long bow half a person's height exuded a fierce aura.
The endless falling trees rustled under the trees, and the endless Yangtze River rolled by. The words "Since you and I are both wandering, why not travel together together" started a seven-year friendship.
Until the day she left with the long bow on her back, Yun Nian did not show any huge mood swings.
Yun Nian raised his eyes to observe Yun Zhi's direction, and her voice came from beside him, "Since you like Yun so much, why not just call it by your name."
"Close your eyes and count silently for 15 seconds." Yun Nian looked at the woman in front of him. Even after seven years of living, she didn't know her name. He stared at her for a long time, but his sight was blocked by her raised palm. When the touch on her palm disappeared, Yun Nian slowly opened his eyes and looked at her walking figure. After staring for a long time, he silently looked at the sky.
She watched the white clouds gathering and dispersing, dispersing and gathering again, watching it gradually turn red, watching the blue sky being obscured by dark clouds. After a long time, it was dispersed by a burst of blue energy aperture, returning to the peace of the past. Only then did she come back to her senses.
In the long street in winter, plum blossoms are in bud, goose feathers fall all over the sky, white snowflakes fall into the black waterfall, and a single line of clear seal is left under the flying snow.
Intention: To live toward death and live endlessly