There are only five people in our sect on the mountain.
They meditate in the morning, practice swordplay in the afternoon, go for a walk in the evening and visit each other. After dinner, we have to go to the master to listen to the exercises. Whoever is lazy, who steals food, or who splits the bamboo forest while practicing sword practice will all be exposed at night.
The senior brother has a cold temper and won't say more than three sentences a day; the second senior sister is the gentlest and always smiles; the third junior brother is the most vicious and wants to choke me to death; I am the most obedient and hard-working (except for the occasional fight with the younger junior brother...).
Every day we think about getting promoted, becoming famous, and winning the first place in the sect competition. But when the New Year comes, no one wants to leave the sect and miss the reunion.
Time flies so fast. Some people have come out of the mountain, some people have become elixirs, and some people... Are no longer here.
But every time I look back, the old house is still there, the fire is still bright, and the door rules are still hanging crookedly on the bamboo frame.
I always thought that spiritual practice meant moving forward, but now I understand how lucky I am to look back and see someone guarding the past.
Food guide:
1. Don't be too serious about the fictional world! If there are any big mistakes, please point them out!
2. Every character in it is my own. If you want to scold me, you don't have to scold the characters (but if you can, don't scold me (T ^ T))
3. Enjoy eating~
Intention: Looking forward to a better life