| classification:xianxia |
| author:The distant Jiangnan |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:13:56) |
Poorly dressed people eagerly looked ahead, as if waiting for something.,A Taoist in a green robe and white cap slowly walked toward the crowd, one hand holding his dust whisk and the other carrying a copper basin, chanting sutras for the deceased.,Because his house was very small, there was only a set of old furniture and a wooden bed in his room.。