Once she traveled through time, she became a talented scholar from a poor family.
International designer Lin Shiyin accidentally traveled through time and became Lin Muyan, a poor scholar with the same name and surname. The family is homeless, the mother is seriously ill, and what's even weirder is that this body is quietly transforming into the female appearance of her previous life.
In this world where literature is valued, she discovered that the poems in her mind could trigger visions of heaven and earth:
At the scene of the provincial examination, she was framed for fraud, so she wrote "Autumn Letters" with blood as ink. The poem was completed and her literary power soared to the sky in an instant, and she won the first place;
When she was attacked late at night, she recited "Xia Ke Xing", poetry transformed the sword energy, and frightened away the evil spirits;
At the Zhoucheng Cultural Festival, a song "Quiet Night Thoughts" aroused Yuehua's literary spirit and became famous throughout the state, but attracted more prying eyes...
However, the crisis has just begun:
The mysterious marks on the county school examination papers, the spate of strange murders, the secretly circulating legend of "evil objects in ancient temples"... All clues point to a cruel truth: she is not the only time traveler. Eight predecessors have arrived in this world over the past thousand years, and they all twisted and died because they could not return.
And she is the ninth "dimensional anchor".
Faced with the ensuing crises, she must:
Use poetry as a sword to slay demons on the road to the imperial examination and reach the top of literature and art;
Awaken the soul of Chinese poetry such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi, etc., And create a long river of poetry soul of your own;
Find your true self in the torn apart of male body and female soul;
In the shadow of the failure of the previous eight generations of time-travelers, we walked out of the unique "ninth road"——
Is it to be canonized in this world and guarded forever?
Or should we find our way back and bring the culture of this world to rekindle the poetry of our homeland?
Or... As a bridge, let the civilization and poetry of the two worlds last forever?
