During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, Shen Qingwu, the granddaughter of the former chief minister, fell from the clouds overnight and became an exile with shackles on her body. The person escorting her was none other than Lu Chai, the commander of the Jinyi Guards who frightened the government and the public. One is the legendary, cold-blooded and unruly Living King of Hell who is about to die soon; the other is a cowardly sin slave with tearful eyes in the eyes of outsiders.
This death escort spanning three thousand miles deviated from the track from the beginning.
They are short of money and have no food and clothing. Everywhere they go to a town to rest, there are always bizarre murders. At murder scenes, they are always the first "chosen suspects" to be targeted.
Lu Zhui drew his sword to cut off his pursuers, and also to protect the woman behind him who was always "trembling". Shen Qingwu shed tears to win sympathy, and also to cover up the sharp light of his fingertips as he examined the corpse and discerned the mystery.
He thought he was escorting a caged bird in need of protection, but he didn't know that she was already an eagle who could tear apart the conspiracy side by side with him. She thought he was just a cold weapon following orders, but she touched his hot forehead when he was poisoned and his body temperature that he silently guarded.
Can the rusty Xiuchun knife solve the mystery? When will the carefully disguised glass mask break for him?
The road to southern Xinjiang is long, long enough for a two-way redemption. Between the pursuers and conspiracy, it grows like wild flowers.
