Extra Chapter 5: Everyone is gone

Energy is conserved, or there are only so many things in a big ball.

Creation, for them in the land of the beginning, is equivalent to making a baby. The change from something to something consumes everything they own.

When too much energy is taken away from the things they create, it is like an inflated balloon that cannot be put back into its packaging bag.

Leaving is the only outcome!

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In the land of Taichu, there is no such thing as day and night, but in the world of gods, there is. In order not to miss the agreement with Shen Fei's brother and sister, Bai Mosheng, who did not need to sleep, stared at the moon that he had long forgotten whether his brother or sister made. Fall and disappear.

Then when she closed her eyes and opened them, Bai Mosheng appeared again where she left yesterday. The sky was gray, whether it was just dawn or it was about to rain. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the houses on both sides were broken and dusty.

Looking up, there were sparse lights in the distance.

Have I positioned myself in the wrong place? Bai Mosheng didn't dare to confirm. After all, it was his first time here based on his own positioning, so the deviation was understandable.

Bai Mosheng walked towards the lights and came to a strange street. People on the street were singing and dancing, and everyone had a small wooden bird on their head.

Walking further, we arrived at a square. In the center of the square was a high platform covered with red cloth. A man and a woman were dancing around a thick pillar on the high platform. The top of the thick pillar was enshrined... which had been repaired. Little wooden bird?

How is this going?

"Are you a foreigner? Are you here to participate in our sacred bird festival? Come on and dance with everyone. The sacred bird will send us blessings." People in red robes surrounded Bai Mosheng and invited her Dance together.

Bai Mosheng did not refuse and started dancing in the crowd. During the dance, Bai Mosheng looked at the small wooden bird on the high platform. In a trance, all his questions were answered.

So...has it been that long?

I thought it was just that the time had not come yet and the brother and sister hadn't come to their appointment yet, but I didn't expect that I was late.

In the eyes of the little wooden bird, Bai Mosheng saw the two brothers and sisters who came to take the little wooden bird home, and how they stood at that place for half a day at a fixed time every year. Later, the two of them took the little wooden bird to seek help from the fairy family and asked where they were. , is something wrong...

After the changes in the world, both of them are gone, and the little wooden bird has become a sacred object of faith in this place because of its immortality.

Shouldn't it have been better to just say his real name at that time? Bai Mosheng would occasionally think this way when he recalled it later.

During the Divine Bird Festival, everyone was still singing and dancing, but she quietly disappeared, as if she had never appeared.

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As we often say, a day in the sky is a year on earth. If the reference object is unified, the farther away from the reference object, the more we are living in the past as far as the reference object is concerned.

In contrast, for us, reference objects exist in the future.

Therefore, Bai Mosheng felt that the day had passed, which was immeasurably long in terms of length of time.

No one knows Bai Mosheng's loneliness. To everything, she is a being living in the past.