While praying at Wenwang Temple in Xiangyuan County, I accidentally stepped on a fragment of a deeply buried bronze goblet next to the incense burner.
In an instant, the sky and the earth spun, the incense smell turned into bloody gunpowder smoke, and the prayers in my ears turned into battlefield roars.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw King Zhou standing on the chariot and sneering. In front of the Xiqi army, King Wen Jichang waved an apricot-yellow flag.
I stood frozen in front of the two armies fighting in the center of the battle. Suddenly I heard thunder behind me and yelled: "Who is this monster, trespassing on the battlefield of destiny!"
The bronze fragment in the palm was as hot as a brand, and Jiang Ziya's voice penetrated time and space: "Little friend, help Zhou defeat Zhou, this is your destiny!"
