Xie Daoyuan lived to his seventies or eighties in the Tang Dynasty. One day, if he felt something, he drew his sword and cut the sky in order to achieve enlightenment and ascend. As a result, he cut the wrong place and fell face down into a miserable state.
Xie Daoyuan: Pindao has calculated that he can't beat this wave, so run away.
Mr. Butterfly: I count you as my sister! Didn't you try out the moves by being slapped and vomiting blood? ?
Xie Daoyuan (covering his mouth): Shhhh, keep your voice down, I'll be embarrassed.
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