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

After leaving the temple, Han Xiaodong continued his journey. Along the way, he met an old farmer working in the fields.

"Hello, uncle." Han Xiaodong greeted the old farmer in a friendly manner.

The old farmer raised his head and smiled kindly, "Hello, young man."

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

The old farmer narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Xiaodong thoughtfully, but perhaps his heart was filled with gratitude and expectation, Uncle.

The old farmer patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder and blessed him: "Young man, although the road ahead is difficult,

After leaving the old farmer, Han Xiaodong continued to move forward. In a dense forest, he met an elderly carpenter who was carefully making a wood carving.

"Hello, uncle." Han Xiaodong greeted with a smile.

The carpenter stopped his work, looked up at Han Xiaodong, and smiled. "Hello, young man. Xujia Village." Han Xiaodong said sincerely.

The carpenter thought for a moment, then said: But maybe, a sense of expectation surged in his heart. Maybe Xujia Village is not far away, and he can't wait to find the answer.

The carpenter looked at Han Xiaodong with a hint of warmth and encouragement, "Young man, believe in yourself."

Han Xiaodong felt the carpenter's kindness and encouragement, and his heart was filled with gratitude. He knew that even if the road was difficult, as long as he persevered,

Han Xiaodong continued his journey, his desire for Xujia Village growing day by day. In front of an ancient temple,

"Hello, Master." Han Xiaodong greeted the old monk respectfully.

The old monk responded with a smile: "Young man, Xujia Village." Han Xiaodong said frankly, with anticipation glittering in his eyes.

The old monk looked at Han Xiaodong, as if examining his heart. "Xujia Village is an ancient and mysterious place. But perhaps the real answer lies not in geography, but in the depths of the soul." A sense of enlightenment surged in his heart. "That's right, perhaps the real answer lies in my inner pursuit and courage."

The old monk smiled and nodded, "Young man, believe in your heart."

Han Xiaodong bowed to the old monk in gratitude and left the temple. He had a lot of enlightenment in his heart and decided not to limit his search to geography, but to focus more on spiritual exploration.

In the midst of green mountains and clear waters, Han Xiaodong met an elderly fisherman. The old fisherman sat by the river, holding a fishing rod in his hand, quietly waiting for the fish to bite. "Good." Han Xiaodong greeted the old fisherman in a friendly manner.

The old fisherman turned his head and said, "Young man, Xujia Village. My heart is full of desire for the unknown.

The old fisherman listened and nodded. It was a place with a long history. But perhaps, the real answer is not in the distance, but in the courage and persistence in your heart. A feeling of gratitude surged in my heart. "Thanks for the reminder, old man. I will keep it in mind."

The old fisherman smiled and patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder. "Young man,"

Han Xiaodong felt the encouragement and support from the old fisherman, and his heart was filled with strength and hope. No matter what the road ahead is, he must face it bravely.

In a tea garden, Han Xiaodong met a young tea farmer who was taking good care of the tea trees, with a hint of fragrance filling the air.

"Hello, brother." Han Xiaodong greeted the tea farmers in a friendly manner.

The tea farmer raised his head and looked at Han Xiaodong with a smile, "Hello, what can I do for you? Xujia Village." There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The tea farmer thought for a moment, then said, "Xujia Village, but perhaps the real answer is not on the map, but in your thinking and understanding of the past. A realization surged in his heart. "That's right, perhaps the real answer lies in my thinking and understanding of the past."

The tea farmer smiled and nodded, "Young man,"

Han Xiaodong looked at the tea farmers with gratitude. He knew that no matter what the future held, as long as he had faith,

Han Xiaodong is an ordinary young man living in the old city. He lives in an old courtyard. Every morning, he is always awakened by the noisy noises of his neighbors. "Get up! Today is Sunday, where are we going to play?" Qin Huairu's voice is as clear as ever.

"Ah, I want to sleep a little longer." Han Xiaodong replied lazily.

"Why are you sleeping? Look, it rained heavily yesterday. Now the weather is so good, it's definitely a good day for a trip!" Yi Zhonghai's voice rang out.

"Yes, yes! We can go fishing by the lake, or have a picnic in the forest!" Liu Guangtian suggested excitedly.

"Good idea! Good idea!" Liu Guangfu agreed repeatedly.

Han Xiaodong listened and shook his head, "Can't you guys just be quiet for a while? I want to sleep a little longer."

"Han Xiaodong, you are such a lazy bug!" Yan Bugui said impatiently, "Look at Liu Haizhong, he went to the market this morning. Yes, look at me." Liu Haizhong said proudly, "There are fresh seafood in the market today, I have to go early to buy them."

"Seafood? I want to go too!" Qin Huairu said excitedly.

"Then let's go together!" Yi Zhonghai suggested.

Han Xiaodong sighed helplessly, it seemed that he would not be able to sleep today.

"Okay, okay, I'll go too." Han Xiaodong agreed reluctantly.

A group of people quickly set off to the market. The market was bustling with people coming and going. Han Xiaodong and his neighbors were chatting while selecting fresh seafood.

"I heard that there is a new neighbor recently, his name is Jia Zhang." Yi Zhonghai said, "He moved here from another place, and he seems to be a man with a lot of stories."

"Really? I'm looking forward to meeting him." Liu Guangtian said excitedly.

"I wonder if he will join us in the community activities next month," Liu Guangfu interjected.

"I think he should be able to do it." Yan Jiecheng said, "After all, the community activities here are very interesting. Every activity is very lively." The deaf old lady also followed suit.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about community activities, let's buy these seafood first. I'm hungry." Liu Haizhong urged.

Everyone finished shopping with a smile, chatting about random things along the way. After returning to the courtyard, everyone went back to their respective homes.

Han Xiaodong pushed open the door and looked at the shabby furniture and simple decorations in the house, feeling a little helpless. But he knew that this was his life and his home.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to sort the seafood he had just bought. Perhaps life is not perfect, but he will try to make it better.

Han Xiaodong walked back to his room with a basket of fresh seafood in his hand. As soon as he stepped into the door, he heard a burst of noise.