Dragon Patterns on the Han Tomb: The Shu Road Leads to the Mystical

A modern-day youth from southern Shaanxi accidentally transmigrates to a parallel fantasy world. The story follows his growth and the many strange experiences he encounters. The Qinling Mountains rise abruptly, like a vast, ancient wall, sharply dividing the bitter cold of Guanzhong from the mild warmth of southern Shaanxi. The Micang Mountains stretch on in layers of green, like dark blue-green ink resting upon the earth. Between the embracing ranges, the Han River winds like a ribbon of jade, laying down a long, narrow, fertile plain: the Hanzhong Basin. This is the cradle of the Han people and a treasure trove of China. Its winters are never bitterly cold, its summers never scorching. Fragrant rice and plump fish abound, and wisps of tea smoke rise into the air. People call it the "Little Jiangnan of the Qinling and Ba Mountains."