My Understanding Is Incredible, but I Can Only Understand the Evil Magic Book

This story begins when a young man touches a pitch-black bone slip in the Zangde Pavilion. Finally, an old man told the boy's story in the teahouse in the afternoon. Two hundred years, one person, one city, one world. Some say this is a story about strength. Some say this is a story about sacrifice. Some people say that this is a story about good and evil, good and evil, the way of heaven and the human heart. But at the end of the day, this is just a story about coming home. A young man left home, walked a long way, experienced a lot of hardships, and did a lot of things. He understood the evil arts, built Jinxu, fought against the way of heaven, and repaired the sky. He died and lived again. He slept for a hundred years and woke up again. Then he went home. Go back to that lotus field, back to that grave, back to that little three-petaled flower. Sitting next to the stone monument, leaning against the person waiting for him, he closed his eyes and took a nap in the afternoon sun. Even if there is all kinds of filth in this world, there are still embers worth protecting. Even if there are all kinds of sufferings in this world, there is still a home worth returning to. I hope every young man who leaves home can find his way home. May every burning ember wait for the light of dawn. May the flames of fire in this world be passed down forever and the ashes burn forever. ——Mr. Fang·The final chapter of "The Legend of Ashes"·Ember Residence·Two Hundred Years of Ashes·Spring