There once was a young man,
Practicing evil spells, spelling tiger talismans, indiscriminate killing, wanton behavior, unlimited intentions,
Later, he set up puzzles, controlled walking corpses, false Taoists, clever links, controlled old friends, and remembered the dead.
Finally, we lament impermanence, laugh at fate, regret our sins, fight against ghosts and gods, reverse the universe, recall sweets, and go back to the past.
Little did he know that the blind Taoist in white who carried the Frost Flower Sword was his fate in the first half of his life and his thoughts in the second half of his life.