Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

The old man smiled and patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder. "Young man, be brave and pursue your past. No matter how difficult the road is, you must persevere."

A warm current surged in Han Xiaodong's heart. He looked at the old man with gratitude, then stood up and continued his journey. Although the journey was still difficult, his heart was full of courage and hope.

Han Xiaodong continued to move forward, his desire for Xujia Village growing stronger. In front of an ancient temple, he met an old monk with a kind face. "Hello." The old monk smiled and greeted.

Han Xiaodong responded politely, "Okay, Master."

"You seem to be a little worried, do you need help?" the old monk asked with concern. "Yes, I am looking for a place, Xujia Village. I received a letter,"

The old monk looked at Han Xiaodong, as if exploring the depths of his heart. "Xujia Village... It's a very far place, but perhaps the pursuit deep in one's heart is more important than the geographical distance." A sense of enlightenment surged in his heart, "That's right. I have been pursuing the past, but perhaps what is more important is how to face the present and the future."

The old monk smiled and nodded, "Young man, the journey of life is a journey of understanding and practice. Don't forget that every step is a driving force for moving forward."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Han Xiaodong said gratefully.

After leaving the temple, Han Xiaodong's heart was filled with insights into life and expectations for the future. He decided to let go of his obsession with Xujia Village and focus more on every step in the present. Han Xiaodong met a young farmer who was working in the fields.

"Hello, young man." The farmer greeted Han Xiaodong friendly.

Han Xiaodong also responded in a friendly manner, "Hello, brother. Xujia Village."

The farmer stopped what he was doing and looked at Han Xiaodong in surprise, "Xujia Village? That's a legendary place." Han Xiaodong explained patiently.

The farmer thought for a moment, then said, "Xujia Village did exist. Perhaps you can ask the elders in the village." "Thank you for your advice."

The farmer smiled and patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder. "Young man, be brave and pursue your past. No matter how difficult the journey is,

Han Xiaodong felt the warmth and encouragement from the farmers, and his heart was filled with strength. He knew that as long as he held on to hope, he would be able to find the answer.

In a small restaurant in the village, Han Xiaodong met a kind old lady. Seeing Han Xiaodong's tired face, she approached him and asked with concern: "Young man, there seems to be something wrong with you."

Han Xiaodong smiled and nodded, "Yes, Xujia Village. But after searching for so long, I still found nothing."

The old lady shook her head and smiled. "Young man, you will always encounter difficulties and setbacks on the road of life. But as long as you persevere, you will find the answer."

Han Xiaodong listened to the old lady's words, and his heart was filled with gratitude and moved. He realized that he was not alone, because there were so many kind people who gave him support and encouragement. He was determined to keep going until he found the clues to Xujia Village.

During Han Xiaodong's journey, he came to an ancient temple. The temple was filled with incense and a sacred atmosphere filled the air. He walked into the main hall and saw an elderly monk chanting scriptures.

"Hello, Master." Han Xiaodong bowed respectfully to the monk.

The monk stopped reading the scriptures and looked at Han Xiaodong with a smile, "Young man, what are you doing here?"

Han Xiaodong hesitated for a moment, then said: "I'm looking for a place, Xujia Village."

The monk closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he opened his eyes, smiled and said to Han Xiaodong: "Xujia Village is a mysterious and ancient place. There are many strange stories in the legend. Maybe you can go and ask the local elders."

Han Xiaodong listened to the monk's words, and his heart moved. "Master. I will try it."

The monk nodded and said, "Young man, the road ahead may be difficult, but as long as you have faith, you will find the answer."

Leaving the temple, Han Xiaodong's heart was filled with hope and courage.

In an alley, Han Xiaodong met a kind old woman who was sitting at the door, embroidering a beautiful picture of flowers and birds with a needle and thread in her hand.

"Hello, grandma." Han Xiaodong greeted gently.

The old woman raised her head and looked at Han Xiaodong with a smile on her face, "Hello, young man."

Han Xiaodong sat next to the old woman and said softly: "Xujia Village."

The old woman stopped what she was doing and looked at Han Xiaodong with concern. "Xujia Village is a very far place. But maybe you can ask the old people in the village, they might know something. Grandma."

The old woman smiled and patted Han Xiaodong's hand. "Young man, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, believe in yourself, and you will definitely find the answer."

Han Xiaodong felt a surge of warmth and gratitude in his heart. He knew that the old woman's words were full of wisdom and power, which made him more determined to move forward.

As the sun sets, the village is filled with houses with green tiles and white walls, which looks quaint and peaceful.

An old man was sitting leisurely on a stone bench at the entrance of the village, watching the passers-by. Han Xiaodong walked over and greeted the old man respectfully.

"Hello, old sir." Han Xiaodong said with a smile.

The old man turned his head and looked at Han Xiaodong with a smile. "Young man,"

Han Xiaodong sat next to the old man and patiently explained: Xujia Village.

The old man thought for a moment, then said: That is a very far place. But maybe, he said gratefully: Old sir. I will go and ask. "

The old man smiled and nodded, "Young man, believe in yourself, and be full of hope for the future and confidence in moving forward. He knew that as long as he didn't give up, he would be able to find clues to Xujia Village.

Han Xiaodong spent a long and quiet night on the road. When the first ray of morning light shone on the earth,

The temple was quiet, with only the sound of the breeze and the chirping of birds, giving people a mysterious and solemn feeling. Han Xiaodong walked along the stone steps into the main hall and saw an elderly monk carefully tending to the flowers and trees.

"Master, OK.

The monk stopped what he was doing and said, "Young man,"

"I'm looking for a place, Xujia Village." Han Xiaodong said softly, with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

The monk's eyes were deep and gentle, as if he could see through Han Xiaodong's inner confusion and desire. "Xujia Village, it is an ancient and mysterious place. But perhaps, his heart moved. Perhaps the real answer lies in the mouths of those elders. He was determined to go to Xujia Village as soon as possible.