A black mist appeared in the sky,
Covered the entire land of Nanli.
Under the black mist, there are ghosts and shadows.
Times have gone backwards and time is out of order.
All living beings suffer and experience ups and downs.
Everything is hurt, and even the Buddha has no solution.
Someone saw an actress blindfolded with black cloth standing on this piece of bloody soil. Her opera robe was bleeding and red as the lingering clouds.
Her thin lips parted slightly, her voice filled with crazy anticipation:
"The show is about to begin"
advise:
(Chapter 10 suggests pairing it with "Puppet Show")
(Chapter 16 recommends pairing it with the Hokkien version of "Xian")
(Chapter 19 suggests pairing it with "Puppet Show")
Intention: Hope is something that is not something that does not exist.
