The souls of the parasol trees

A hundred years ago, I was a ginseng that had existed for a thousand years. Because of my obsession, the Heaven Realm chased after me and I ended my life.

A hundred years later, my soul was separated into two different spaces.

An accident happened, and the modern me returned to this unknown time and space. Our promise under the parasol tree became his curse. A conspiracy happened. I lost my family and friendship, and the oath between us ended.

I had to let go of my growth and responsibilities. In an unknown space, I learned responsibility and love. Reunion after reunion, encounter after encounter, I finally found my true self and found the feelings I once had.

" Ginseng Mountain, the curse from a hundred years ago, the promise from a hundred years ago, I am still me, the little ginseng that guarded Ginseng Mountain.