From a distance, it looks like an ink painting of an ancient village, but once you get closer, the painting cos to life. Each detail is impeccable, every person has their own identity, their own expression, their own storyline... If this is a painting, then they’ve traveled into the world within it.
"Such a dedicated production crew, paying so much attention to detail. I wonder where they found these set designs and actors..."
A boy opened his mouth to try to say sothing with a smile, but his tone was low, and seeing that his companions were silent, his voice gradually diminished until he stopped speaking altogether.
"..."
"..."
In this slightly oppressive and silent atmosphere, the only comforting aspect is the bright sunshine. The village under the sun is bustling with activity. The adults are busy with their tasks, and the children are full of energy... Although it still feels very eerie to them, what’s unsettling is the overall style, the incongruity, and the mismatch.
If one overlooks the difference in overall style, it’s a sunny paradise without any sense of gloom.
Thus, at this mont, they feel more psychological conflict rather than being already trembling with fear. There’s still room for a celestial battle within them, where reason and doubt constantly entangle in their minds, from being suspicious to half-believing, yet they still cling to their "common sense" and are unwilling to imdiately accept everything in front of them.
"Hey! Look over there! Quick, look!!"
A delighted voice rang out, sounding very emotional. Ah Wei, the spectacled young man, pointed ahead while suddenly pulling the person beside him, his eyes wide open.
The crowd followed the sound and looked over, discovering the direction he was pointing was between two houses, where a tall, lush pine tree was planted, the perfect place for shade and relaxation... But apart from this, there was nothing else. They looked at Ah Wei with so confusion.
"A staff mber! Absolutely! I just saw a staff mber! He was right there just now, hid imdiately after I saw him!"
The spectacled young man urgently ran over, loudly shouting, attracting strange looks from the nearby villagers. But he couldn’t be bothered with that, instinctively feeling relieved, even letting out a long sigh of relief.
Indeed! He knew there couldn’t be sothing so absurd!
Yet he finally spotted the flaw with his keen eyes!
With such excitent and enthusiasm, as if desperate to prove sothing, the spectacled young man quickly rushed into the angle between the houses, rounded the corner, and shouted: "Got you!!"
"Huh?"
The middle-aged man, wearing a collared shirt that seed fashionable in the 60s, was squatting in front of a firewood stack behind the house, reaching out to pull out sticks of wood. Startled by the unexpected shout, he instinctively turned around to see the spectacled youth pointing excitedly at him, and others rushing in noisily behind.
......
Monts later.
Inside the house, a group sat or stood, looking remarkably at the middle-aged man opposite them.
"What? You say you were an outsider before, and only recently settled on this island?" The spectacled young man, Ah Wei, almost ground his teeth as he said this. He didn’t know why he was so angry, mad that the man wouldn’t admit defeat even when caught, or that his words seed flawless.
Apparently, the kids ntioned earlier that so people had stayed behind...
"Yes, I don’t know what staff you’re talking about, but I’ve indeed been living on this island for more than half a year..." The middle-aged man said cheerfully, his expression very calm, not minding the impertinence of the young folks.
"That excuse is so unreasonable... How could a normal person do that so casually..." The spectacled young man clenched his teeth, wanting to deny this claim; he couldn’t believe such things.
"Coming to the island was accidental, but at that ti I had nothing tying down..." The middle-aged man smiled, a trace of nostalgia and sorrow flashing through his eyes. Though he didn’t explicitly say it, it obviously gave the impression that he had a story.
After a brief silence, so in the group started whispering: "Could it be real..."
"Uncle, can you just tell us what’s this place?" The sweet-looking girl stepped forward seriously to ask, although the fear diminished as they explored the village, their unease gradually increased.
"This is Penglai Island..."
The middle-aged man answered matter-of-factly.
"Uncle, you don’t need to... We really don’t want to play this ga." The cute girl seed quite helpless, and so did the others.
"Penglai Island, wow, incredible..."
"So, does that an there’s really a secret to immortality here?"
"Not just that! Didn’t you hear them say? Even Immortals have appeared..."
Faced with the playful jokes of the young ones, the middle-aged man sighed: "There really are Immortals on this island, and indeed there are techniques for immortality. You don’t even need to actively seek them out; just living on this island, reaching two hundred years isn’t impossible. And if you can cultivate Immortal Techniques, you might even... But that requires talent."
All of this is solid information, but at tis like this, the more one speaks earnestly about such things, the more it has a counterproductive effect.
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