
About This Novel
Green smoke grows in Zhizhi, in the secluded Nanshan Mountain. The glitz and glamor are gone, and the blue smoke finally returns to the south. The joys and sorrows of the two worlds are sad, and the laughter is like falling flowers. The green smoke will never be extinguished, and the lonely tombs will never be exhausted. But in the morning and evening, there are many bones. Qingzhong and Nanshan should be together for a long time.
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