Liu Ruyan felt her soul slowly peeling off her body, and she sat up from the bed, already light and airy. Seeing darkness, he lay back into his body. When he woke up, he saw them crying around his bed. He felt bad and thought: Am I dead? But I haven't seen a bull-headed horse face until now. I heard that they are soul seducers. Maybe I just left the soul, like Zhuang Zhou who dreamed of butterflies.