Late at night, in a rented room, Song Xizhi slammed his hand on the table as he read Water Margin.
Lin Chong was spineless, Wu Song reckless, Yang Xiong muddleheaded, Song Jiang hypocritical, Lu Junyi coldhearted, and Wang Ying deserved to die. He felt sorry for those six women.
Before he could say another word, the Lord God descended.
“You think you can do better? Then go do it.”
In the second year of Zhenghe, outside Tokyo, at the Great Xiangguo Temple. No System, no cheats, no identity, no money. A modern man was thrown into the final years of the Northern Song.
His task was to save those nine women, one by one, before their fated ends arrived.
But when a butterfly flaps its wings, it never changes the fate of just a few people.
When destiny is rewritten, will Liangshan still be the same Liangshan? When those who were supposed to die walk away alive, will history still follow its original course?
This is a story about “what if.”
What if someone reached out before the blade fell? What if someone saw them before despair set in?
What would history become?
No spoilers. Open the book and find out.
After reading Chapter 24, there were so many "he said: I said:" that it was very tiring to watch. A lot of repeated words.,
I feel that the traces of AI are more obvious, and the writing is bland, a bit like a journal composition from school days. There are no big bad points and no big highlights.