Others act as undertakers and deliver the dead.
When I was an undertaker, I delivered all the wrong things.
Some were still crying after seven days of death, some pushed the coffin lid up by themselves, and some were squatting in the corner in the middle of the night watching me write notes.
Zhou Laizi said that I was tough and could carry it.
It wasn't until the people who traveled to the death fast came to me that I understood——
What I have been guarding these years is not the mourning hall.
It is the door between two worlds.
