My name is Lu Changsheng, I am three hundred and seven years old this year.
My wish is simple: lie down, sleep, and leave me alone.
Others seek immortality and immortality, but I only seek peace and quiet. The leader of the Demon Cult wants to accept me as his younger brother? The price list is on the left, please queue up. The Fairy of the Immortal Sect wants to pledge her body to me? Go straight on the right and there is a nunnery next door.
Three hundred years ago, I opened a coffin shop in the town, selling the best coffins to give people the most peaceful death. Watching old friends reincarnated, watching enemies die of old age in caves. Everyone says that the coffin shop owner is cold and heartless, but I don't bother to explain - after all, it's better to do less than to do more.
Until that day, the sound of banging on the door woke me up.
Outside the door was a girl covered in blood, seventeen or eighteen years old, with blood and mud on her face. She asked to buy a coffin - the kind she could lie in.
She held an old jade pendant in her hand.
It's white jade, round, with a crooked word "long" engraved on it.
She said: "The shopkeeper, one of them asked me to tell you something - she didn't wait for immortality."
I stood behind the threshold and didn't move for a long time.
Three hundred years ago, someone put this piece of jade into my hand and said with a smile: "Just wait, I will come to you when I return from immortality."
I waited.
It's been a long wait.
It was so long that I forgot to wait.
Now, she didn't come back, her daughter came. There were five people chasing her outside, banging on the door.
I put down the broom in my hand and picked up the gray umbrella in the corner.
Three hundred years later, I just want to ask——
The one I'm waiting for hasn't come back, why are you still alive?
Oh, by the way, this girl can eat three bowls of rice in one meal.
