Title:We are not Taoists
Author:The snow has not stopped
Description:My name is Bai Ding. Old, useless. Those old brothers, dead, dead… I’ve lived for many years. I’ve caught ghosts, explored tombs, killed people and saved demons… From the Republic of China to liberation, the contemporaries were buried, and even their souls could not be restrained. I’m still alive, butWithout that group of people, this wine can’t taste like it used to. Write something. If someone remembers it, he will remember it. If someone believes it, he will believe it. To tell you, I really want to tell you that we people existed.