Zhao Gui has never thought about being a horse fairy in his life. But when he was seven years old, he saw something he shouldn't have seen. When he was thirteen, he took a road he shouldn't have taken. When he was eighteen, he was blocked by a gray mouse in the yard. His grandfather Zhao Dehou said, you were born to eat this bowl of rice. Zhao Gui didn't believe it and hid for more than ten years. In the end, he knelt in front of the hall and wrote his name one stroke at a time. The five immortals, with their beards, yellow, white and willow gray, came one by one, not to trouble him, but to take him home.
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