This is a story about a salted fish who was mistaken for a reclusive master and lived a peaceful life among the gods.
There was no fighting or showing off.
You can only grab red envelopes, exchange for special products, raise green radish, and bask in the sun.
And a group of gods surrounded him, making up a "record of the seclusion of an expert".
Qin Shou: I just want to lie down.
Immortals: Just lie down and we will watch.
