[Oriental fantasy, powerful powers vying for hegemony, and all living beings with many faces] After the Chinese land of China was divided into two halves, the world was already in chaos.
He was originally the young man who worked in Yanmen Station.
Born in troubled times, I just wanted to live a stable life with the old blacksmith.
But there are always people asking him to practice swordsmanship and read books, saying that even though the world has changed greatly, only swords can provide stability, and only saints' classics can provide peace.
Gu Changan didn't believe it at first, and didn't want to believe it, until that autumn, a group of horse thieves broke into Yanmen Inn. Until that day, the old blacksmith inexplicably became a big shot in the Northern Temple, and the eldest brother who could only cut grass and feed cattle had an even more amazing identity.
That autumn, the trajectory of everything had quietly changed.
Reader comments
Blacksmiths insist on writing about knife training. Sometimes I am quite speechless. Maybe you writers think this contrast is very good. It is quite strange that you can use hammer skills with a knife at the same time.
Blacksmiths insist on writing about knife training. Sometimes I am quite speechless. Maybe you writers think this contrast is very good. It is quite strange that you can use hammer skills with a knife at the same time.