Journey to Eternal Life in the World of Mortals: I Became the Origin of a Myth

Anping County has a half-blind Mr. Qingshan. He set up a stall under an old locust tree, wrote letters for himself, did fortune telling, and collected a few copper coins in exchange for a pot of bad tea. His life was ordinary. No one knows that this young man, who is always regarded as a half-blind fortune teller, can hold all the fireworks in the city with his left eye, and can see through the rules of the world with his right eye. Unexpectedly, this is the beginning of a myth. The eight words he wrote casually made the county magistrate of a poor family become a county god after his death; half a poem of broken poems allowed a failed scholar to understand Confucianism and Taoism; a casual word of advice made an orphan in the market keep his true heart and became the ancestor of casual cultivators. On the road to immortality, he traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, and finally returned to the old locust tree in Anping County. It turns out that the great road is never above the nine heavens, but only in the fireworks of the market and the joys and sorrows of all living beings.