Siheyuan: Crossing the two worlds, if you don't obey, you will be a beast

Time passes slowly and silently from your fingertips, like a quietly flowing river, taking away the youthful appearance and the ignorance of the past. People's appearance may gradually become full of wrinkles due to the passage of time, their skin is no longer smooth and firm, and white hair quietly climbs up their temples.

But that unforgettable pain is like a stubborn stain. No matter how hard you wipe it, it always stays firmly attached to the wall of your soul and can never be completely removed.

Even though time is like a surging and unstoppable torrent, impacting everything in the world with an overwhelming force all the time, those shattered fragments of memory can still survive tenaciously, and at some seemingly ordinary moment, like a flood that breaks through the dam, flooding into people's hearts with an unstoppable momentum.

These fragments of memory carry the endless sadness and sorrow of the past years, like a sharp cold wind, ruthlessly penetrating the defenses of the soul and reoccupying the entire mind space. They come so suddenly that people are unprepared and can only watch themselves being instantly drowned by the surging waves of emotions, and once again sinking into the quagmire of pain, unable to break free.

These memories are like a group of naughty children, who suddenly appear when people are most vulnerable and helpless. They laugh and play, ruthlessly reveal old scars, and remind people of the rough road full of thorns and bumps that they have experienced. Every step is extremely difficult, and every footprint is engraved with blood, tears and bitterness.

Without a doubt, it was a tragic past that one could not bear to look back on. As long as one recalled it for a moment, the excruciating pain that was like a knife piercing one's heart would immediately come over one, excruciating one's heart and making it almost unbearable.

During those dark years, the atmosphere of sorrow surged like thick smoke, quickly spreading to every corner. It was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, spreading endlessly, tightly enveloping people, making it difficult to breathe, as if the chest was pressed down by a huge rock, almost suffocating. No matter how hard people struggled and resisted, the web woven by endless sorrow was always indestructible, firmly binding everyone and leaving them nowhere to escape.

At the same time, the creepy feeling of fear is like a lingering ghost, silently following everyone's footsteps. Sometimes it whispers in the ear, sometimes it flashes in front of the eyes, constantly eroding people's already fragile mental defenses. What's more terrifying is that the deep despair, as if falling into an abyss and having lost all hope, is like a heavy and gloomy cloud, weighing heavily on people's heads, and no matter how strong the wind and rain are, they cannot be dispersed.

In this mysterious world full of fantasy and intricate connections, countless deep and intertwined emotions are like a giant, impenetrable spider web that covers the sky and is airtight, crisscrossing and closely intertwined.

Some of these emotions are as hot as fire, some are as cold as frost; some are as sweet as honey, some are as bitter as coptis. They collide, blend, and tear each other, forming a complex emotional torrent that makes people deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

Each spider silk seems to carry a deep and unique emotional journey. Some are as hot as a blazing fire, releasing endless passion and energy; some are as cold as ice, exuding a chilling chill and alienation. Some are like the gentle flow of gurgling water, full of delicate warmth and care; and some are as hard as steel, unwavering and unflinching.

However, these various emotions are by no means isolated from each other. They are intertwined and interact with each other, like an intricate and tangled web. The various emotions in this web influence and penetrate each other, making the relationship between them more complicated and elusive.

Faced with such a complex and tangled web of emotions, it is like a ball of tangled threads with no rules to follow, which makes people at a loss and don't know where to start to sort it out. Even if someone racks his brains and tries his best to untangle these tangled threads, all efforts often seem pale and powerless. Because every time you try to pull one of the threads, not only will it fail to straighten it out, but it will trigger a chain reaction, causing the entire ball of threads to become more and more disordered, and may even fall into deeper chaos.

But just when everyone felt helpless about this chaotic state, something unexpected happened. Those emotional threads that were originally independent and unconnected began to gradually merge and intersect in an unimaginable and strange way. At first, this change was not very obvious, but as time went on, they converged faster and faster, and finally condensed into an unstoppable and powerful force.

This force seemed to be carefully woven by a mysterious invisible hand, turning into an extremely sharp dagger that shone with a cold light. Its sharpness was so sharp that it made people shudder.

This dagger was like a terrifying existence hidden in the dark abyss of hell, slowly and silently appearing. It was filled with an extremely cold aura, like the biting cold wind in the cold winter, quickly sweeping every inch of the surrounding space. Anyone who approached it would tremble involuntarily, and an uncontrollable fear would surge in their hearts.

The dagger's blade flashed with a cold and eerie light, which seemed to be a ghost fire from the underworld, carrying a wisp of death. With just a light swing, it could easily cut through any solid object in the world, whether it was hard rock or flexible silk, nothing could withstand its sharp edge.

What was even more terrifying was that the chill emanating from this dagger was not simply due to its cold material. The bone-deep chill was more due to the endless killing intent it contained and its extreme indifference and ruthlessness towards life. It seemed to have experienced countless bloody massacres, and had tasted the pain and despair of the passing of life, thus becoming cold-blooded and merciless.

As everyone was watching in horror, suddenly, a black shadow came rushing over like a lightning that cut through the night sky! Its speed was beyond imagination. It was wrapped in the force of thunder and lightning, and wherever it passed, there was a roaring wind, flying sand and rocks, and the whole scene was in chaos. The suffocating force seemed to be able to tear the void and smash everything that stood in its way.