My name is Xu Anbai, Xu Anbai, who has written inscriptions in countless alleys and was scolded as a lunatic. I have visited snow-capped mountains, traveled alone through deserts, and set foot on all mountains, hills, and plains, except the sea.
I was searching for the spirit in the world, praying day and night. With my efforts, I finally found a mysterious ancient temple. Thirteen stars were painted on the dilapidated walls of the ancient temple. Someone asked me to pray to these stars, and maybe I would get what I wanted.
Three years or thirty years? In the end, I was proficient in all the chanting techniques, but I couldn't stand the rheumatism after kneeling for a long time. The stars on the gray wall are dim and have lost their traces. I am dying, and you are the last star.
Concept: We are all people who hide in the dark and look at the stars