She saw waves rising from the sea, rolling towards her, and spreading out not far from her. She felt a little annoyed and waved her hand, and the rough sea immediately calmed down. She straightened her skirt, walked into the sea and slowly landed at the bottom. These are really lonely and boring days. When the attendant came up to her, she said, "Look for someone with good bones to be my disciple."
"What do you mean by this, Your Majesty?"
"Let her inherit the throne."
"Where are you, Your Majesty?"
"I have been lonely for tens of thousands of years. It was just to have fun in the world. I have had enough fun..." She stopped talking. Both the attendant and she knew that it was a cruel thing.
Die.