A clumsy vase from the human world was once again demoted to reincarnation by the emperor, fighting again and again just to get in front of him. And he waited year after year just for that ordinary smell, which was engraved deep in his memory. When he was fighting all the way and almost fell into the abyss, that smell reminded him of the extravagant hope that he had once taken off his military uniform, returned to the countryside, had three meals a day, and had his wife and children by his side. The appearance of that person could no longer be clearly seen, and the existence of that person had disappeared into thin air. It was just the appearance of the fairy girl at the foot of the mountain who laughed at the teenage boy many years ago. He did not want to forget it. As for when the ancestors living in the Palace of Xi will bear the fruit of love, most of the immortals think that the iron tree will not bloom, and the red thread fairy will not dare to hold it. But the girl who had only ascended for two days said that she had seen in her dream that the Bloody Yama in the Palace of Xi was laughing, which frightened the immortals and left them in all directions. If it was a smile, it must be a murderous and bloodthirsty smile, a smile that no one liked.
Purpose: It is too big to organize the family to govern the country and bring peace to the world. She just wants to live her leisure life without being hungry.