[Two male protagonists + house fight + step by step + extreme pulling + spy + group portrait abuse]
I'm a wandering writer.
In 1987, I came to a village in Shanxi,
"The Baiqing Temple is empty, only one monk is guarding the temple..."
Following the nursery rhymes, I uncovered a story that had been sealed in the past.
The young marshal under house arrest and the spy disguised as a woman
Their stories were buried in the turbulent Republic of China,
The articles were written together from time to time. I brought paper and pen,
I have included that distant story in my new book "Anecdotes from the Old Times".
The story that has been forgotten by the times slowly begins.
