At a certain moment, I opened the window and saw the flames of sacrifices on the opposite street. Looking at the few rising flames, it seemed that it was the first time I felt the flames of these sacrifices, hoping that I would be worshiped by thousands of people. But later I didn't think about it anymore.
Walking on the road, you find that you are lost, can't find the direction, and have no motivation. You hope to meet someone who can tell you the answer you want, but then you don't want to.
A story about the past and present life of a prostitute, a young master from a wealthy family, and a well-read Taoist priest.
Note: In order to make the novel coherent, the content is mixed with truth and falsehood. There is no guarantee that it is 100% true or correct, so treat it rationally.
Intention: None
