"Master, what color is the sky?" "gold!" "master, what I see is red." "when the east rises, it becomes gold, and when the West falls, it becomes red." ... "master, why are there eleven nine songs?" "it's not uncommon. Isn't it common sense that there are five of the four beauties in the world?" "master, who is the fifth?" "your Shiniang." ... "Shifu, is life far away?" "not far!" "then why can no one live long?" "don't ask me, ask yourself, ask the common people and ask the world!" ... "Shifu, are you dying?" "there are beautiful women and unique charm. Good disciple, I'm going to find your Shiniang as a teacher." ... with black hair and eyes, a firewood knife broke into the noisy world. here, for the death of master and for seeking longevity.