Chengdu Past Events

About This Novel

I stood on the high sacrificial platform. In front of me was a ribbon-like shining Qingjiang River, winding towards the continuous snow-capped mountains on the horizon. Wearing a cold bronze mask, holding a fish-and-bird scepter wrapped in gold foil, I faced the rising sun and murmured the ancient sacrificial inscriptions passed down by King Cancong. Precious gold, bronze, jade and ivory were poured into the sacrificial pit at my feet in batches, colliding, overturning and shattering. Just like my Shu Kingdom. The torrential flood destroyed the old capital of the East, and my beloved father died in the flood.

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