The mountain god took a long time before saying, "Who are you and why are you here?"

"We are people, and we can't tell you now. We will not tell you until hundreds of years later. But I can tell you two things. One thing I can survive is because I still have feelings in my heart. I must come back to life. You are the barrier you set up. In order to isolate your connection with everything outside, you will not let anyone come in. For hundreds of years, you will not contact others and close yourself here. You can only get deeper and deeper into this, just like you can't do anything to Song'er.

It is not all you decide. Song'er is the incarnation of the earth spirit. The pine tree itself is just the object of his attachment. The sound of your shepherd flute can control and shock animals and plants. You think you can control Song'er, so you gave the antidote to Song'er. When you come in, you can only be relieved after you go out. But there is another way, which is to drink the stream here. The stream comes from outside, so it has a transformation effect. In order to make Hong'er believe that it is not the function of the stream that saved Song'er, but the flowers and plants, so you use the stream to send it to the water.

But you are careless and it is useless to see Song'er.

Although Song'er is a pine tree, he is transformed by the earth spirit. As long as he can attach himself to the earth, he can absorb spiritual energy no matter at any time, especially the water on the ground, which can give Song'er endless power."

Song'er stood aside and stared at the mountain god opposite me. I thought for a while and thought: "Did you know that this disaster would happen, so you brought Song'er out?"

"That's it." Ouyang Xuanzi hugged me at this time, dragging my waist with one hand and holding my hand with the other, as if she was accompanying a mother in the world. This posture made me very uncomfortable, so I put my hand down and let him hug me.

The mountain god opposite said after a while, "You are such a person. I really underestimated it. Have you made plans before you come?"

"I didn't make any plans before coming, but I remembered something when I went out. All animals like you must have some special reason. Later, I thought that this reason should be because of your shepherd flute. You are a person who can play the shepherd flute. The rhythm is your weapon. I cannot come empty-handed."

"You call yourself the king, then are you the ghost king?" asked the mountain god, and Ouyang Xuanzi said, "I am Ouyang Xuanzi, the king of hundreds of ghosts."

"What's the point of asking me for?"

"It's nothing expensive. I just want to tell you that we will meet again five hundred years ago today. I won't kill you. We will meet again five hundred years later. You owe me a favor. You will return this favor to me before you die."

"Why do you say you won't kill me? I..."

Song'er took two steps: "Come on, since you want to harm my parents, I will naturally not let you go. Instead of letting you kill my parents and I will kill you again, then I'd better kill you so that you can harm my parents."

Song'er said that, I thought of Song'er like that, but I remembered that these children were not like me. Logically speaking, Song'er should be like me. No matter what, Song'er was raised by my blood, and he should be like me. But at this time, he was not like me, but like Ouyang Xuanzi. What's going on?

The mountain god opposite said, "It's up to you?"

"You'll know if you try." Song'er rushed forward. The mountain god immediately took a few steps back and then flew under the grass. It disappeared. When I saw that the mountain god was no longer worried, I was about to go out. Ouyang Xuanzi grabbed my shoulder and said, "Don't be impatient for a moment."

I was busy looking at Song'er, only seeing that Song'er could not see anyone, so I stopped. Then he held the whip in one hand and the palm in the other, and was lucky by his side. After a while, he waved the whip and hit the ground. There was a thunder rumbling. I was shocked and looked up, but Ouyang Xuanzi said to me: "It's not a problem, it's just thunder."

But how could I know that as long as Song'er uses the Rolling Dragon Whip like this in the future, the sky will thunder rumbling.

Later I learned that the Rolling Dragon Whip is not an ordinary whip, but is made of ninety-nine dragons' tendons. Because these ninety-nine dragons were disobedient and harmed the people, they were caught and pulled away the dragon ridge. They could not make dragons from now on, but they could not do it. Their dragon tendons still have great power. The ninety-nine dragons, you can imagine that these ninety-nine dragons are not powerful, and it is not uncommon to thunder when they fight together.

Song'er whipped down, and the grass and trees on the ground flew up, and a man emerged from the ground, but in the blink of an eye he stood opposite him and looked at Song'er with a cold face: "You are the earth spirit and you have been practicing for tens of thousands of years. It's very common for me to not beat you. Today I lost. I will seek revenge for you a hundred years and seek justice."

"Then I'm not afraid of you. I'll wait for you to come to me again." Song'er stood aside and collected the dragon whip until the mountain god opposite fell on the grass and stood opposite to watch us.

After looking at us for a while, the mountain god turned around and walked towards the side. When he saw that he left, one of his hands was pressing on his chest and swaying when he walked, he must have been injured.

I glanced at Ouyang Xuanzi and told me: "He is no match for Song'er. He was seriously injured. If he had not been for hundreds of years, he would not have recovered."

"You mean, he suddenly appeared hundreds of years later because his injuries have healed?" I asked Ouyang Xuanzi, and Ouyang Xuanzi said, "That's it."

"Then did you make a decision on his own, or did you find an opportunity to break his melancholy for thousands of years?"

"I just want him to have a reason to stay, otherwise he would have to find the two fairies to take revenge. However, the two fairies had already gone to the Buddha's seat and would not give him a chance to take revenge, and he would not be able to kill the two fairies."

"So is this saying that Buddha owed him?"

"It's not the Buddha, it's himself." Ouyang Xuanzi watched the mountain god leave, and Song'er also changed back to her original appearance and turned to look at us.

Ouyang Xuanzi bent down and picked up Song'er: "Song'er, you have to remember that you hurt him today. He will come to you for revenge on the day of the day, and you will pay him back."

I looked at Song'er's clean little face and Song'er said, "I've recorded it."

"Well, let's go back first." As he said that, Ouyang Xuanzi took Song'er and me along the stream on the side. As he walked, he saw the frozen place. When he looked up, the sky was full of wind and snow. When he looked back, he could no longer see the leisurely scenery.

The green grass and the stream are long gone.

When I turned around and came back, Ouyang Xuanzi was wearing a black cotton coat and holding Song'er who was already sleeping in her arms. I thought about following him back, and said as I walked: "Why are you like this? Who knows what will happen to him in five hundred years? Maybe he will be better than Song'er, so it will hurt Song'er."

Why is it hard to use yourself to compensate others’ hatred?
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