In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
During these five years, the canopy of the Jianmu tree has completely covered the entire Dongcang Town, but the houses and streets beneath the canopy are no longer veiled by its shadows.
This is because the joyful demon spirits, flapping their wings, have hung Xiguang Bells on the hanging branches of the Jianmu.
The delicate bells gently sway with the breeze, scattering melodious ringing sounds and radiant light over all the places sheltered by the Jianmu.
And in the places where the Xiguang shines.
The Five Grains growing on the rooftops are kissed by the joyful demon spirits, and the flowers of joy bloom.
They have long forgotten the wandering Old Mr. Qiu, striving to absorb the Compassion force flowing from the earth, bearing their own bountiful fruits.
Under the protection of the Jianmu, there are no distinctions between the four seasons.
