I Teach Disciples in the Human World

The locust flowers have fallen again... Shen Ci sat under the old locust tree, while a bowl of porridge went from hot to cold. In the seat opposite, there used to be a little girl eating cold steamed buns, an orphan girl playing the piano, a drunkard carrying a wine flask, a half-demon stealing candy, and a boy looking through his account book. There is nothing there now. There is only one locust flower. He lived for ten thousand years and had five disciples. Teach them how to practice swordsmanship, read and cook. Then watched them leave one by one. The world envies immortality, but only he knows The longest life is not that longevity is endless, but that everyone has left and you have to stay alone. It's not that he didn't cry, he just kept his tears through the years. It's not that he doesn't ferry people, it's that he himself has long since sunk to the bottom of the river. "Master, turn around" I won't transfer why Turn around and you are no longer here." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.