If Immortals Don't Cross over to Me, I Will Cross over on My Own

Li Mingxing, a sixteen-year-old mountain village boy, was reading an old copy of "The Stone Monkey" and always wanted to get out of Lijia Village and see the world outside the book. In an accident, he was cut by a black stone of unknown origin; thereafter, strange dreams, knocking sounds, and a long-lost past quietly caught up with him. In order to seek fame and earn a living for his poor family, Li Mingxing went to Beijing on foot with his cousin Li Qing. Along the way there were hungry and cold people, refugees, officials and bandits, as well as strangers who were willing to hand over half a bowl of hot soup. Only when the capital city was in sight did he realize: the farthest road in the world is not a thousand miles away from the mountains, but a mortal who wants to hold his life in his own hands. The fairy gate hangs high, and all living beings are like ants. A poor scholar who is afraid of death, can cry, and shrinks, has gone through many hardships, walked from the examination room into troubled times, and asked about immortality from the mortal world. If the immortals don't cross, I will cross by myself; if destiny blocks the way, I will go against my will and become an immortal.