A Li had not descended to earth earlier. At that time, she was still a little fairy child who was writing and polishing ink in front of Siming Xingjun. Xingjun had only taken her for twenty thousand years, so she was really not a person.
The fates written by Si Ming are all full of ups and downs, and A Li has seen them for 20,000 years. She has never understood how to be a human being, but she understands the separation and separation of people.
"Master, if there is a simple stroke on the destiny book, will those who cannot match the fate also be struggling?"
Ten thousand years ago, on the glass platform, she asked her question and couldn't wait for the answer.
"Master, A Li wants to learn to be a good person."
Twenty thousand years old, she left a few words, turned around and went to the ghost world, becoming a jade fox in the spiritual valley.
"Master, why would an ordinary person like A Li meet him?"
Thirty thousand years old, she came back with wounds all over her body, drank thousands of jars of wine, and never left her hand without a folding fan.
"Master, A-li knows how to be a human being, but A-li wants to truly be a human being."
Forty thousand years old, she stood in front of Siming, put away the folding fan, and was born in the palace.