The green boy who jumped down from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree became his destination as soon as he appeared.
It's just that his life was precarious. In the fire that burned for hundreds of years, he only had blackened bones, but that young man didn't even have ashes left.
But fortunately, the way of heaven is missing, and there is still a glimmer of hope. He found a ray of his soul from the chasm where thousands of ghosts were howling.
Bones nourish the soul. He hid the remaining soul in his body and kept it warm for nearly ten thousand years.
When I returned, I was resting in a locust tree again.
Intention: The most important thing for a person is to know what he wants