The vast mountains stretch for thousands of miles, like a sleeping dragon, lying on the border of the Great Xia Dynasty. Deep in the mountains, there are only a few scattered villages attached to the foot of the mountains. They have been with the mountains and forests for generations, and Qingshi Village is one of them.
The village is not big, with about a hundred households, and most of them make a living by hunting and collecting herbs. The early morning mist has not yet dissipated. On the grain drying field at the entrance of the village, a figure has begun to jump around day after day.
