Four hundred years ago, a sorcerer said: "Four hundred years from now, a demon baby will come to the world, and the country of Chu will collapse." This sorcerer once predicted the founding of Chu, and he was right, so the world regarded the sorcerer's predictions as oracles. His disciple asked: "Who will rise after the country is divided?" The sorcerer sighed sadly: "The dream is clear." The disciple was puzzled and asked: "What does this mean?" The sorcerer did not answer, and the disciple asked again, and the sorcerer had already sat down and turned into an immortal.
I was born in a sad hour. My name is 'Meng Chu'.
Conception:
Flower flower