Silly idiot (when I was a child, I understood it as cold and abstinent when I grew up), taciturn, few words, Dragon God Attack
CP, don't stand in the opposite direction. In the next year, cultivation (stocking up) involves past and present lives.
Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk and a young monk in the temple. The old monk was telling the young monk a story: There was a demon king who had dominated the world for thousands of years.
On that day, he stepped on something soft, which shocked his soft body. He relaxed after seeing the thing clearly. Hey, hey, hey, it was just a small snake. He thought it was a dirty thing with metabolism. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the seriously injured Dragon God, and the leg actually killed him. The Dragon God was reincarnated, and the Demon King had no choice but to get entangled with him, just because that foot had already entangled them with the unbreakable red thread of cause and effect. Wherever there is a cause, there must be an effect, Amitabha
The young monk listened with fascination and asked curiously, "What does this story tell us?" The old monk closed his eyes slightly and said in a Zen mood, "Don't walk with your nostrils pointing up to the sky, Amitabha."