A man in white clothes leaned against a huge peach tree, with peach blossom wine floating in his mouth. He looked at the horizon with hazy drunken eyes.
He seemed to be waiting for something.
Golden clouds filled the sky, piercing the clouds that were as cold as ten thousand years of ice. A golden rooster standing next to the man had its eyes shining with joy, and it was about to crow at the top of its voice.
Gu~dong! The loud voice was swallowed before it could pour out. Jin Ji rolled his eyes as if he was choked by eggs, his neck drooped softly, and he fainted. A light yellow wine gourd fell from its head.
The golden clouds came over, and in the glow, three people stood quietly. One in the middle was kind and calm, holding a golden scroll. There are two people on the left and right, one is wearing golden armor and has a majestic expression; the other is wearing a black robe and has a lazy look.
The man shook his sleeves and stood up. A clear and hazy spiritual light seemed to wave out unintentionally and disappeared into the trunk of the tree.
"The twelve zodiac signs of the zodiac are moving around the crape myrtle in the sky..."
"Peach Yaoyao, since someone's life is at stake, then go ahead and mess with it..."
"Yaoyao, only you can help me..."
The man murmured, his voice vague, and the breeze blew past his face, scattering the remaining sound as light as a feather.
Intention: "The most sincere and sad spirit, even though there is a destiny, cannot help but save it."