Chapitre 152: Chapter 95: The 7th Day, Explaining Characters and Words

Time is always playing hide and seek with people, passing through the day like the wind, and blooming in the deep night like a flower. In the search, it slips away in the blink of an eye.

The next seven days went by, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly.

Whenever Xiulote was alone, it was a long and difficult night. He pondered over and over the murals in the Serpent House by the dim candlelight. On all four walls were accounts of the Feathered Serpent Divine, depicted sometimes with a human body and other times with a snake's. It roamed between villages and towns, receiving the mortal's reverent worship.