Dots of white light like fireflies scattered in the sea of flowers on the other side, slowly flowing into a clear glass vase. The hand holding the glass vase was as dry and as old as chicken skin. Although the whole body is shrouded in black robes, it can be seen from the rickety body that he is an old man. Her old and helpless voice sounded, "Idiots, they are all idiots." When the bottle was filled with dots of white light, the old woman closed the glass bottle with a stopper.