The potion of the past life boiled by the moonlight in the glass cup illuminates not the dream of escape, but the flames of the unfinished war for thousands of years. Every bowl of "old memories" he cooked for others became a star map that spelled out the weaknesses of the dark abyss. This time, instead of cultivating the afterlife, cultivate this life - use a pot of potion to awaken all the souls, and ask the devil with a smile: Can you recognize an old friend?
