The Shaman in the Tomb

The land of Muduo is a journey that is easy to come by. The south of Wushan Mountain will accompany me in my youth. Where is my destination. My parents love me, my grandfather loves me, and the steady flow of water that I value is just a dream spun by others. I was sick and haunted by ghosts. He has spanned thousands of years and worked hard for me. He lives in my peripheral vision and is a mole in the corner of my eye. He said, in the land of Muduo, I am your bare shoes. After my grandfather died, I inherited the old house. I turned out to be a genius with the best wood spiritual roots. I began to cultivate spiritual plants, and more and more people were around me. But soon, my body completely collapsed, and black and blue corpse spots covered my body. I would not be willing to become a walking corpse. All the conspiracies, all the mistakes, getting to this point is definitely not what I wanted. I seem to have become different...