I am the laziest Taoist on the mountain. I just want to watch the clouds for the rest of my life. After being driven down the mountain by Master, I just wanted to be a passer-by in the mortal world, sipping tea, watching lanterns and listening to stories. But why do evil spirits retreat and righteousness prevail wherever I go, and why do my unintentional words turn out to be prophecies? I don't know what stirring up the secret is, I just know that someone is waiting for me to go to the appointment.
