I am the master soul

Tushan Jun came to the head of the village at the invitation of a bowl of thick porridge and half a loaf of white steamed bread.,They were all farmers who made a living by tilling the soil. None of them had much surplus grain at home.,The youngsters who went in and out of the village, they would boast about having seen immortals in the big city. Everyone just laughed it off as tall tales.。