Jian Wuhui

Uncle, what is a jianghu "..." Many years later, some children also asked me, uncle, what is a jianghu "..." I recalled a pot of turbid wine, a figure looking into the distance at sunset, and an empty tomb. The memories of the past are only in retrospect. He asked again, "Jianghu,... Then you are a hero?" He smiled and looked up into the distance, heroes, heroes, rivers and lakes. Everyone has a story, and everyone can be called a hero? Two people are the world? Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.