Zhang Wu was tortured by life and others, and finally he was determined to detonate the self-made black, fire, and medicine. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the clear blue sky. Zhang Wu, who thought he was not dead, cried bitterly, but what he met was a young man with a Taoist priest's head. This is a new beginning, which has nothing to do with the past.
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