Notes of melodious zither lingered in the air. Wu Qi could not tell if the tune was good or bad. He felt only relaxed and delightful as if he had returned to the very womb of his mother; free and easy, without any fear or sorrow. He thought he saw the growth of everything; he saw a flock of birds flying passed a field of tall weeds; he saw drizzling rain and passing clouds, and he saw all living beings seeking to live between the heaven and earth. Wu Qi suddenly smiled. He closed his eyes, as if a young eagle had just flown past before his eyes. A lighting strike flashed upon him, and a vague scenery of greenery moistened by refreshing droplets of rainwater was gradually uncovered before his very eyes.
Some events that Wu Qi had forgotten for a very long time suddenly surged out from the bottom of his memory.
