The Journey to Heaven
Promises
Tonight the moonlight felt soft
Accompanied by the wind blowing melodiously
The sound of animals greeting each other
Creating a melody that brings longing.
Why is it so beautiful tonight?
To their amazement in the heart
If all that's left is a feeling of sadness
Because of a dusty heart.
The sky is painted in blue
Creating a touching atmosphere
Yet...
He was gray
When the tears have fallen.
Sounded a sad cry
Replacing the melody.
His eyes looked far away
In the heart there is only doubt
A picture from the past
About her farewell to my mother's father.
...
Zhang Wu Chang who was standing on the edge of the mountain, was wearing a gray-colored shirt. Her hair that splashed, fluttered gracefully.
His figure would leave all who saw him spellbound, but his sadness radiated from the rest of the body, contaminating the splendid atmosphere of the majestic.
Zhang WuChang does have maturity in him, but he is still a 7-year-old who has a myriad of emotions.
Right now WuChang had no intention of training as usual, all he wanted was to stand still and let go of his feelings.
The memory of that night will not be forgotten, for him the event felt like it had just happened yesterday.
...
2 Years ago.
There were two adults, a man and a woman staring at a small child. Both were married couples and the little boy was their own son.
The husband who saw his wife was speechless, could only sigh and show the intention to speak.
"Changer, this may sound unfair to you but please listen".
"Father and mother have things we have to do, and that's something important, because it's about the life and death of our family," the man said word for word resolutely but gently.
"Then father and mother must leave your side, but you will not be alone because your grandfather and brother Huozhan are always by your side."
"Do you understand, Changer."
WuChang nodded his head slowly, as a sign of understanding.
"Good... Then lastly, mom and dad want you to promise me one thing, which is not to cultivate until you're 10."
"Don't ask why, when the time comes you'll understand everything that's going on here."
After saying all the things in his heart, the man regained his composure. While the woman still stood still with teary eyes.
In a stern voice the woman spoke.
"Changer, listen to everything your father has to say, and all you want is to live a healthy life."
"Obey everything your grandfather says, and be good friends with your brother Huozhan, he may be big but he's an innocent kid."
"Eat good food lest you forget it. Then when you find the beautiful girls you love, take care of them and meet mom with them later. Then..."
Realizing his wife would not stop, the man touched his wife's shoulder to stop the conversation.
The two of them left under the covers of the night, in just an instant they both disappeared without looking back.
As little WuChang saw the backs of his parents slowly disappear, he was eager to run and hold them back, but he undoed that intention after hearing a familiar voice in his ears.
Zhang WuChang who stood still by himself, dispelled all his sadness and showed a face full of confidence. In his heart he promised heaven for all that his mother's father had expected of him.
...
"2 years have passed, I did not cultivate during that time."
"I've been practicing everything that Grandpa gave me."
"the next 3 years are waiting, but I don't know what will happen."
Zhang WuChang had regained his composure, after recalling his past.
New Year's Eve was the time when all the normal family members would gather, but for WuChang tonight only gave his heart sorrow and longing.
WuChang who had been standing for a long time, finally turned around and took out something from the pouch he was carrying. It turned out that the bag contained a pumpkin that was usually for storing alcohol.
Unscrewing the gourd then he lifted the gourd into the sky.
"Hey Heaven! On this new year's night I'll celebrate with you."
"I don't know what you're doing right now, all I know is you're alone right now."
"Because I can't drink alcohol yet, then I replace it with this drink, but I hope that our relationship will always be harmonious."
After saying his words, WuChang began to gulp down his drink. This drink contains fruit juice from the forest and all of them are magic plants that can strengthen the foundation of a cultivator.
WuChang who had been immersed in the influence of his drink, finally closed his eyes in peace.
...
Roarr...
A loud roar signifies that a new day has begun, the sun shining in place of the moon and stars.All living beings welcome a new beginning, in their own way.
As an example of a child training a boxing movement, each blow reflects the simplicity of the name there is strength in it. It was seen that his clothes had been soaked in sweat, but there was not the slightest fatigue on his face but an indescribable innocent smile.
Huozhan who was training was not alone, as there was an old man watching her from earlier.
"Hey bad boy! why does your face look so happy, even though I know you're too stupid to have a problem."
The old man spoke after putting down his teacup, Huozhan who heard the question could only smile did not reply.
"Have I not expected an answer from you either, where is your brother I have not seen him since?"
"Grandfather, I haven't seen him since last night either, but if it's brother maybe he's in that place."
"That place... Uh? I remember, it doesn't feel like two years have passed since that night."
Breathing out of the grandfather's mouth, rising from his seat he began to walk away.
"Grandpa where are you going? your tea hasn't run out by half."
"I'm reminded of what would make you so happy, so let's go."
"Oh. Don't forget to bring my tea equipment."
...
Not far from where huozhan practiced, there was a beautiful melody blending into the atmosphere in the morning. The voice came from a child playing a qin, his fingers plucking the strings with graceful movements.
The beautiful melody finally stopped, leaving a feeling of longing in the heart.
The child who played that qin was none other than Zhang WuChang. Zhang WuChang put his hand over the zither and raised his face towards the sky.
"Heavenly I gave you this song, I don't know where you are, and what you're doing, but I know you're watching and watching us from up there, may the song I play be comforting to you who's alone somewhere."
After experiencing a night of longing, WuChang had regained his composure within himself.
Presenting a song to heaven was his activity every dawn, this he had done after he learned to play qin.
It was Zhang WuChang who promised not to cultivate, but that did not mean he did not practice anything. Playing qin was only one of the training his grandfather had given him.
It should be, now that he has started training again, but today is special. Today was the first day of the new year, and his grandfather would take him somewhere.
Zhang WuChang who had finished tidying up his luggage, started walking home with a light shining towards him like heaven was looking straight at his departure.
