Soft Chanting in the Air

"Everything is overturned in one thought, and everything is different after all." This sentence came out of the mouth lightly but fleetingly, as if it didn't want to enter people's ears from the beginning. On the holy road revered by all things in this land, a man in black robe walked forward with a long sword in hand. There were attendants in white lying around him, and only a little bit of bright red pumped out from his chest, gradually adding a different color to the white. The dark king sat on the throne, silently looking at this worshiper who had never seen him before. In the windy forest millions of miles away, clowns with colorful flowers gather around and shout. "It's time to let the invisible man penetrate the breeze, let the deaf man listen to the blazing fire, and let the legless man chase the sun and the moon."