The day I passed the entrance examination, I thought my life would never be the same again. Later I learned that this was just the beginning.
Liu Ye, a ninth-level immortal in Luojia Mountain, has no roots or backing, only a copper token and a gray robe. He was admitted to the establishment where one out of three thousand people was admitted. But he soon discovered that people with a foot can enter Chaoyin Cave without registering. People with a foot can make mistakes even if they make mistakes. People with a foot can enter the Buddhist scriptures even after being demoted to the mortal world. Everyone has a background: Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and White Dragon Horse. Only he didn't.
Guanyin chose him as a sutra collector and protector, not because he thought highly of him, but because no one wanted to do this hard work. The first nine protectors were all dead, and he was the tenth.
Fourteen years, ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. He wrote down every calculation, every compromise, and every act of self-defense in his dark diary. He helped a frog pass the exam, and then chose to remain silent when his incident came to light. He was promoted from the ninth rank to the eighth rank, bought his own mountain, and refused the transfer order from the fifth rank. He won, but he didn't know who he was.
"Be upright and have a sincere heart." He still remembered his father's words. But he wore a fine silk robe and lived in a small courtyard. He asked himself: Did I win or did I lose?
The moon didn't answer. The mountain wind blew whiningly, as if crying and laughing.
