A piece of red cloth is three feet three, the old hall is old and the old hall is immortal, one day out of the deep mountains, famous all over the world! \nIn the 80s, I was born in the countryside of Northeast China, and when I was seven years old, Daxian said that I had committed three disasters and eight calamities, and I would produce horse top incense in the future. In order to make a living, I worked as a waiter, ran a business, and opened a rental ...... But fate is like a curse, all kinds of evil things continue to happen around me, and in desperation, I became a fairy. \n(This article is adapted from a true story, the relevant characters and plots are fictional, please do not blindly follow reality, beware of being deceived.) ）