Peeking Out

Spring breezes stir the willows in countless strands; six hundred million people across China are all like the sage-emperor Shun and the sage-king Yao.

Red rain follows the heart, surging into waves; green mountains, with purpose, transform into bridges.

Silver hoes fall across the Five Ranges, reaching to the sky; the earth shakes as iron arms heave across the Three Rivers.

Tell me, Plague Lord, where do you intend to go? Paper boats and bright candles light the sky and burn.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.