Before entering Li's Mansion, I was just a poor monk. It's not right to say that, because I have been driven down the mountain for several years. I lived with a blind man. After his death, I inherited his mantle and told fortunes on the street. Miss Li, a well-known family member, found me and asked me to find a man for her. Miss Li was beautiful, but she didn't tell the truth. But I discovered that I already knew the person she was looking for.
Concept: People are not just thin-faced. Murderers may also have a Buddhist heart. They may be arrogant if they are well-read in poetry and books. Is it possible for us to know another person completely?