I rode the hellhound Bi Qingshen Jun gave me and embarked on my journey back to Luoying Mountain. I didn’t find any scars that showed signs of past ruins, and discover plains of wild chrysanthemum blooming in full. The lush grass also covered the red fertile land with new varieties vines and rocks.
The originally dry rivers has opened up numerous waterways with an array of fish swimming in it. The sweet and delicious wild berries have also popped out from their bushes. This prosperous hometown of ours has once again returned.
I suddenly remembered what Bi Qingshen Jun had told me in the past, he said that there was a cause to every effect. This time, the earthquake was the cause and the new-found prosperity vibrantness are the effects. Luoying Mountain really has become more beautiful.
Witnessing this new-found exuberant and lively change first hand, I was filled with a limitless hope, easing some of the pain I’m currently experiencing.
I believe that one day, the pain will pass, and happiness will find its way back.
Our footsteps stopped by the source of a spring, and under the shade of the branches and trees where numerous water droplets fell, was a large rock quietly enduring these weightless droplets. At first glance, there might not be any traces of wear on the rock, but under careful examination, one would be able to find shallow indents at the top due to the countless water droplets over time.
At this moment, no one made a sound, and no one questioned whether or not I had seen the Budha any longer. What I saw was traces of smiles on everyone’s faces, I happily touched my stomach as if it was a new source of hope for me.
Since then, I’ve decided to leave the Heavenly Realm, and return to Luoying Mountain, guarding this rock every day, waiting forever…..
Waiting until the water droplets split this rock, until the day Bi Qingshen Jun and I reunite.
Yin Zi patted my shoulders and softly said, “I’ll wait with you, okay?”
A year, ten years, 100 years, 1000 years, 10000 years, 100000 years…..
I’ll wait for you.
Until the day the water droplets split the rock, the day when you’ll be back.