The wrong takeout was delivered on a rainy night, and I was pulled into the "Cultivation Group of Immortals in All Heavens and All Realms". The group leader said: "Newcomers take great photos and send red envelopes!" I casually took a Malatang photo. "Thousand-year-old red fruit! Fellow Taoist actually used this to make soup?" "That floating red ball... Could it be the lost blood bodhi?!" At the ancient tomb scenic spot late at night, a group of friends suddenly refreshed their screen: "Fellow Taoist, run away quickly! Behind you is the sealing place of the ancient demon!" Looking back, I saw the tombstone cracking and black gas rising into the sky. The group fell silent for a moment. The group leader's private message popped up: "Stand still, I will break through the boundary to get it..." Before I finished reading the message, a hand stretched out from the black mist was already on my shoulder.
