Every autumn is the hunting season for the five major families and other immortal families. So, Baichuan and others were hunting near Qingqiu Mountain. Baichuan fired three arrows and hit a pure white nine-tailed fox. Ji Wanlin discovered that it was a spirit beast that had transformed into a human form, so he took it back to his tent and later named it Lingwu. The weather is cold and the ground is solemn, and the door is deeply closed. Kumquats pickled in sugar, green ants freshly fermented. Lying on a high bed with a quilt, sleeping through a small window. The magpies are beginning to make their nests, and the geese are returning north. We are in decline. If it weren't for the sunset, how wonderful it would be to return home late...
Mission: Pursuit of freedom without restraint