Yizhi

"There is a mountain to the north of the river, named Zeqi. There are tigers who nurture all things. There are monsters, which are transformed from tea and come from Zeqi. They accumulate good karma and occasionally cause disasters, but no one dares to kill them." "Why?" "She came here to find someone and cultivated the path of immortality for 20,000 years. The younger generation has no courage, and the elders are not restrained." "Then who is she looking for?" "Perhaps it is her sweetheart." ————————————————————————— Those people and those things have all been lost in these ten thousand years. If I die one day, no one will remember me anymore. Yizhi: "Look, the last words they said to me were all words of farewell."