The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
The Taoist Hall was very quiet. The only sounds were Ning Que's footsteps echoing down the corridor.
Walking along the stone ladder to the upstair, he looked to the stone window on the street side. Blowing from outside, the drizzle gently sprinkled on Sangsang's light cyan dress and expressionless face.
Seeing this, Ning Que was hit by mixed feelings. She appeared to be a lot lighter and have much clearer breath, as if she will leave the world at any time.
After seeing the dilapidated Buddha stone statue in Lanke Temple, Sangsang got sick. She began to feel tired and occasionally coughed like human beings, but she became less and less human at the same time.