Time passed very fast.
In a blink of an eye, it was already the second day...
The sun had just risen, scattering its light across the entire Qingyi Town from the air.
The people living in the town all got up from their beds.
It was just that the town on this day was obviously different from weekdays.
"Hey, how long have I slept? Obviously, I was outside in the sun before... Why did I fall asleep again?" For example, in a house, an old man opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a long time before asking himself this question.
Then, after thinking for a long time...
He really couldn't remember what was going on.
"Oh!" He sighed, "When people are old, memories are no longer useful. At this time, I can't tell whether I am dreaming or not."
Not different from this person, the people in the whole town were like this.
Regarding the sound of the ancient zither that drifted across the town yesterday.
