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Don't be sad for Buddhism. My life has always been full of vicissitudes. People are people, not pigs

Don't be sad for Buddhism. My life has always been full of vicissitudes. People are people, not pigs: they all become good or evil because of sex, power, and wealth. If an individual carries the destiny of destiny, his life will not be simple. Tan Ye, a Taoist priest who became famous in his family, died one after another because of the missions of his family members. He was not taught the superb Taoist skills by his family. He is being hunted all the time, but he doesn't know why. With no relatives to help him, he walked alone, fighting against dark wizards and demons, and experiencing life and death. The vicissitudes of life, the bumpy and confusing roads, made his life face great disasters again and again... I just wanted to say one thing in writing this book: the destiny is determined by heaven but not by man: the Buddhist disciples, birth and dharma are empty.