In the south of Chu there are people with ghost spirits, who regard five hundred years as spring and five hundred years as autumn. In ancient times, there were people with Dachun who regarded eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn.
When Chun Si woke up from her dream, she had nothing to do and went to visit relatives.
Unexpectedly, despite all the efforts to avoid it, he was still forced to take on a young apprentice.
What's more, I didn't expect that when I accepted a disciple, I actually gave him a little uncle as a gift? !
Chun Si, who had vowed not to accept a disciple, regretted it very much.
Trouble comes one after another.
Sure enough, he was right in vowing not to accept any apprentices.
It's really troublesome!
Intention: There are many immortals, many people, many things, many things, many stories