I was once a thief.
The cock crows, the dog steals, the door slips to pick the lock, the drum is full of fleas, and Qian Qian is considered to be the best in the world. But I know in my heart that with my abilities, I can't even sit at the bottom among the one hundred and eight generals in Liangshan. They respect the timely rain and worship the jade unicorn. For someone like me who was born as a thief, it is a great gift to have the title of Earthly Evil Star. After returning from the expedition to Fangla, he was lame in one leg and took the false title of Zhongwu Lang, returning to his hometown in Gaotang Prefecture to live out his remaining days. I was going to accept my fate.
Until that night, a girl covered in blood ran into the ruined temple where I lived. She stuffed something into me and died before she could even finish her words. I opened my palm and took a look. Hun'er was almost scared to death - it was a secret message from Cai Jing's collaborator.
At that moment, I realized that the recruitment of troops in Liangshan was never a recruitment, and the conquest of Fangla was never a counterinsurgency. One hundred and eight of us are just used and thrown away chess pieces in the court, and now someone is starting to close the net. Before she died, the girl only said four words: Liangshan and...
What else? Is there anyone alive? Is there anything left to do? I have no idea. I only know that this thin piece of paper in the palm of my hand can kill me, and it can also make me seek understanding before I die.
I, Shi Qian, a lame old thief, want to steal the flag for the last time.
