A Taoist priest in the late Qing Dynasty walked the world for eighty years, slaying demons and demons, and experienced the wars of troubled times, the separation of life and death, and the confrontation between good and evil. He killed the demons more and more fiercely, and asked more and more deeply: Is the way of heaven real, or is it a comfort that people make up for themselves? Those with perfect merits and deeds can be "accepted" and promoted to immortality - he believed this all his life. The year before his death, the mountains were closed by heavy snow. He closed his eyes and saw an open door. No one knew whether there was anyone on the other side of the door.
