When Jie Xia gave up the position of national master, he said, "I don't want Manifest Destiny, I just want the summer of the world."
At the moment when the bronze bell shattered time and space, Lin Zhaozhao's hand holding the steering wheel caught the black bird that had fallen from the thousand-year fetal dream.
When she opened her eyes again, she became Liu Jiexia, a premature baby from Liuxi Village who was covered in bruises. Her throat was clogged with blood, but her palms were branded with the golden seal of a sparrow holding a spike. When her mother, Zhao Chunniang, died of blood loss, she stuffed the ancestral sycamore wood carving into her swaddling clothes. The gold liquid oozing from the carvings condensed into eight ancient seal characters: Where the black bird lives, the year is written.
In this farmhouse that guards Lu Ban's secret scroll, Jie Xia learns to cry to warn of heavy rains, and paints modern memory into a picture of predicting rice ears. She took advantage of her first birthday to uncover the conspiracy, and used an improved loom to weave a star map irrigation network. However, during the high fever that changed her life, she caught a glimpse of the young man deep in the fragrance of medicine - in the dewdrops picked up by his golden needle, there were the same black bird patterns on her palms.
When the sea of honeysuckle flowers spawned by the drought engulfed the ancestral hall, and when the plague uncovered the code of the medical code that connected the dragon's veins, the wandering doctor who always harvested herbs on moonlit nights finally revealed the fringe pattern on the black iron sword hilt. It turns out that the sound of bronze bells never stops, just to let the bird holding the mysterious spike of destiny in its mouth find the pen that rewrites the hunger in the world.
