Liu Erwa's parents died when she was young, so she grew up relying on Aunt Liu next door's porridge and rice.
When he was eight years old, he was kidnapped and fell into a deep mountain purgatory.
Five years of poisoning have forged a heart of stone, and he fought his way out of the life and death training camp through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. At the age of twenty-two, Erwa has become the feared "god of death" in the international dark world.
Burning away the past, he returned to Liujiacun, where he had been away for fourteen years, wearing an old camouflage.
Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, Aunt Liu, who had been widowed for ten years, recognized him at a glance. She cried while holding her second baby and said, "It's good to come back. I'm farming at home with my aunt. We won't go out anymore."
Auntie, don't look back.
For the rest of your life, if the sky falls, you will have two children to carry you.
