Tang Sheng had a dream. He dreamed that he was burning paper at the intersection and kept mumbling something. All I saw was a cluster of blue fire suddenly bursting out, and a beautiful woman smiled, "Thank you for your money, I also have something good for you." I saw two steel ingots jumping out of the fire, neither gold nor silver, shining green. When the fire burned out, a small and worn-out dagger and these two steel knives formed a triangle...
I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to be true...
Purpose: To help all living beings, I chose a difficult path.