Questionnaire in the Human World: One Piece of Paper Sends Gods and Buddhas All over the Sky to Die

This human world is a breeding farm, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all butchers. Ning Guan, a scrivener in Luoxue Lane who is afraid of the cold, is weak, and can't even bear to burn charcoal fire. He wrote family letters, love letters, and suicide notes. Until that day, on behalf of the old blacksmith who had broken his arm, he wrote a letter to the immortal sitting high in the clouds: "The wind and snow are cold, don't think about it, don't go back." That day, the Immortal Mountain collapsed eighty miles away, and the Immortal Master who was frightened by the horse lost his life. Ning Guan gathered up his worn cotton robe and breathed into his fingertips: "If the truth doesn't make sense, Ning will explain it in another way." In this world, there are always some bones that immortals cannot chew. In this mortal world, there are always some truths that gods and Buddhas cannot explain. Since the way of heaven is unkind, I would rather watch and ask you all... To enter my world and die.