Master Fan said she wanted flowers, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of the flower demon to discuss whether to sell the child or not. How about three cents per pound? ... Die back
Master Fan said again, "I want a bird." In the blink of an eye, she hatched from a bird egg. Before she even opened her eyes, she said to the bird next to her that had just hatched, "Brother, let's elope!" ... I was squeezed out of the bird's nest by the other party and died.