The Devil of the Left

At the foot of Muyun Mountain, on a piece of grass, Zuo Xiaoshou was holding a small bamboo whip, shouting, "Rhubarb, Erhuang, come back soon, there will be delicious grass. I thought that I would be able to have enough food when I became a servant of a rich local family, but I didn't expect that it was still the days of the poor!" "From now on, Zuo Xiaoer will change his name to Zuo Daoren and start his own path of cultivating immortality... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.