The black bird descended and gave birth to Shang, and the Yin earth in the house was radiant.
This is a land blessed by the gods, where the cracks in tortoise shells hide the mystery of destiny, and the bronze tripods and Yi cast the glory of ancestors; it is also a wild wilderness, where the salt-alkali land is covered with white frost, foreign tribes surround the border, and nobles fight like hidden arrows.
When a modern soul who has been immersed in oracle bone science for thirty years falls into the rammed earth hut of 3,200 years ago, when archeology professor Lin Xuan becomes a down-and-out nobleman named Zixuan, what he holds tightly is no longer a brush and a magnifying glass, but a stoneware bowl and a sharpened bronze piece for survival.
Knowledge is the plow and courage is the seed. What kind of legend will he cultivate in this Weiyang land?
