Chen Yuanyouqing
Shennong is out of sight, and he has heard about natural history.
He seems to spit out the fire of immortals, and the smoke of suspicious herbs.
There is no residue and turbidity in the intestines, and there is a fragrance at the exit.
He is fond of reminiscence, and a cloud lingers in his throat.
When he is free, he breathes in frequently, and he takes photos of Wei than meals.