There Are No Surprises in the World of Immortality

The immortals regard me as an ant, and I regard the immortals as a dead account. Xie Wujiu is a mortal without spiritual roots. His green shirt is washed out and his collar is always fastened meticulously. Until he picked up a black book: "Know its true name, remember its appearance, write it down in a book, and the cause and effect will be fulfilled." Drowning, falling off a bridge, burning one's body, being struck by lightning... In the eyes of monks, those are unavoidable catastrophes; in front of the test stone, it is a reasonable accident.