Shenzhu Village remained the same, unchanged by the visit to Beichuan Si.
It was rather Magong Tong beside him.
She looked around curiously at the scenery that was both unfamiliar and familiar.
Just as she was observing, the voice of Beichuan Si suddenly sounded in her ears.
"How is it?"
"Eh?" Magong Tong turned her head.
"What I mean is, looking at these scenes, can you remember anything?"
"I don't know... but I am very familiar with the things here, it's strange." Magong Tong touched her head, not quite understanding, and as she looked again, her voice involuntarily slipped out, "It feels like I've lived here... like I lived here for a long time."
There was a nostalgic, yet somewhat bewildered expression on her face, as if she couldn't comprehend why she felt this way.
Beichuan Si silently observed her reaction and after a long while, turned his head to speak to the air beside him, "She said so."