From the lonely figure in the Dingkai Mountain in the wind and snow of Chang'an, to the death in the wind and sand of Datong, to the death battle in the white salt pool, and finally settled on the smoke and inheritance of the Loess Plateau - three volumes of stories, one line of character, the cold white space of the ancient dragon, the strong plot and refreshing feeling of the tomato, wrapped in the desolation and thickness of the loess, finally forming a complete and closed loop. Introduction to "Snowstorm in Chang'an"
The snow in Zhongnan Mountain has been falling for three years.
In the Yuntai Temple, a young man is dormant and practicing hard, his sword is hidden in frost, but he missed it in the middle of the night and left traces. The flaw in his clothes attracted the enemy to explore the mountain, and the cold dormant years suddenly turned into murderous intent.
At the age of seventeen, he came down from the mountain with full grades and went to Beijing alone. The moonlight was like a blade, cutting through the fog of the imperial city. He outsmarted the ironclad evidence of Heshen's Treasure Pavilion, thinking he had the trump card to avenge his injustice, but he didn't know that the chess game in the capital was far more treacherous than he imagined.
Rushing thousands of miles to Hanzhong, intercepting and killing on the official road, breaking through the formation and breaking into the city, the life and death disaster at three quarters of noon, the splattered blood dyed the loess road red. It was the background of revenge, the mark of the bond between father and son. The farewell of a close relative made the young man's cruelty even colder.
After returning home from the bloodshed, Ding Chengye revealed the secret before his death: his uncle was actually a poisonous snake buried beside him. Tears fell on the cloud platform, the young man lost his youth and took up the banner of the Ding family. At the moment when the old troops gathered together, he understood that the snow in Zhongnan, the moon in Beijing, and the blood in Hanzhong were just the prologue of this turmoil in the world.
And the wind and snow in Chang'an are still waiting for him to make even bigger waves.
