The long world is full of gods and Buddhas. Immortals are in power and try to seize the world's faith without doing anything. Demons and ghosts roam the world, and all people are suffering.
Since it is useless to believe you, worship you, and beg you, what use are these gods, Buddhas, and immortals?
Wang An, who had returned from rebirth, stood on the mountain of corpses, looking at the sea of blood, smoking a cigarette and singing Sailor.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
