A new temple was built in Xianyuan County to enshrine an osmanthus tree on Jinsu Mountain in the southeast of the county. Legend has it that this tree has been growing for hundreds of years.
The young boy Fifteen looked on with cold eyes at the people praying to gods and worshiping immortals, laughing at their stupidity.
"If I ask you, can I get wealth, longevity, and happiness in the world?"
"I am just a plant, how can I have such abilities? But if you chop me into pieces, use the branches as medicine, make wine from the flowers and leaves, and sell them at a high price, there is no guarantee that you will enjoy endless happiness, longevity, and health."
The young man put his forehead on his head and sighed, how could he expect this unworthy "god".
Determination: I have no destiny, so how can I enter the mortal world? Now that I am a tree in the world, I wish to live for the common people.