There are demons in the mountains and Buddhist monks. Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the monk in white smiled slightly, and somehow it fell into Zhuo Heng's eyes. Zhuo Heng said that meeting you is my destiny, falling in love with you is my wishful thinking. I can fight on the battlefield for you, I can kill the whole world for you, I can become a demon and abandon the immortality for you. I just ask you not to leave me alone to see all the vicissitudes of life in this prosperous world.
