"Taoist Master, what do you make of your whisk?" "..."
"Isn't it smooth and smooth like horse hair?" "..."
"Taoist Master, your sword is pretty good!" "..."
"The wire rods are as beautiful and smooth as Miss Jiang from Wuhu Tower." "..."
"Miss Jiang, you know, forget it, you definitely don't know. That Miss Jiang also looks so cold all day long, but it's a pity that she blushes when teased. It would be more fun if she was teased harshly and asked to curse her hometown dialect. She..."
"Hmph!"
"Calm down your anger, huh? Taoist priest, why are you blushing?"
"Shut the fuck up!"
"That's the last sentence. Seriously, don't look at me like that, Taoist Priest, you dropped something."
"... What?"
"You've lost your baggage!"
Intention: One thought of good and evil, one person has thousands of faces