Flower Fruit Mountain.

A stone monkey broke out of the rock, and the divine light emitted from its eyes pierced through the Heavenly Court.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

A bookworm tore up the room filled with books and set the study on fire.

Shouting, "Absurd!" he left in a huff.

Flowing Sands River.

On a pile of human bones, the essence condensed into a spirit.

Standing on the river, looking around in confusion, waiting for his guide.

Everything is about to begin again.

I stood up and patted the soil.

It's time to go back.

"Where are you going?" Miss Gao stood up right after me.

"I'm going to a faraway place."

"Will you come back?"

"I will come back, but by then, you won't remember me anymore."

"Why?"

"Because with each cycle of reincarnation, your memories will be wiped clean."

"Then I'll tell Mr. Wu the story. He can write things, and I'll have him turn it into a book. I'll just need to read it once each time, and I'll remember everything!"

"Why do you want to remember?"

"Because... because he has experienced nine cycles of reincarnation alone. He must be very lonely," she said softly. "I want to talk to him."

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Looking down through the thick layer of clouds, her tiny figure was like a firefly.