The Journey of an Ou

"Leaving my hometown, I carry my pack... Often dreaming of my beloved girl... Being far away, my heart is at home...",On the street corner, outside a two-story general store, a young man leaning on his broom hums a tune nobody seems to understand. He lazily watches the people flowing back and forth on the street.,“This is the mainstream cultivation method of our school. It’s pretty good once you get used to it. By the way, last time I was here, I caught you with your handyman complaining about going back home. Have you hired any new people recently”。