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A year ago, he drank a pot of rare wine with him. The beauty who heard the sound laughed and scolded: This wine is called life, life and death.
Nine months ago, he slept on the same couch with him. The white-haired immortal who came to see him off rolled his sleeves in anger: What a nonsense!
Six months ago, he took over as the leader and looked into the distance alone on the top of a mountain. The former leader who retired to seclusion lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: Why do you do things that go against heaven, and why do you get the consequences that go against heaven? On the day when the fruit is ripe, its soul will die even if it survives, leaving only three hundred days of vitality.
Three months ago, he received a letter. The girl found the lost fairy and asked him to take care of the person who was about to wake up. But he was depleted of energy and blood and could not move even an inch. He could only kneel down in front of his master. The master only asked him: One big and one small, one far and one close, which one should I give up? He said he didn't want to, but he wanted to spend the remaining three hundred days of his life in exchange for the happiness of this whole life.
Three days ago, he drove everyone away and was trapped in a shabby room on the ice, still fighting with the beasts. When he woke up, the sky outside the window was blue and snowy, and the sound of crying was weak but incessant. He took off his blood-covered clothes, put on a plain purple robe, and came out with colorful clothes.
Ling Yue said, I came here not to die together, but to live together.
The living come, the dead go, life and death, death and death.
Those who practice Taoism should be enlightened.
But he only wished that that person would be fine forever and ever.