He used to think that everything was over. Yes, at least on the surface, he has lived in another world for many years.The joys and sorrows, joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the secular world have nothing to do with him. Even the hatred that used to be like a raging fire, the hatred that devoured him like a devil, was also covered with dust along with that picture scroll. His memories were also buried in the dust. He could hardly remember the terrible appearance and mood when he first came here twenty years ago. He thought that memory would never be touched again, but he was wrong. When the picture scroll is opened, the fire is burning again. In front of it, what else can you do but tremble?