[Grand world view, not brainless, cool and sharp, group portraits, a world narrative derived from the grammatical system]
On the first day after traveling to the northern mining area, Ming Yun discovered three things.
First, his handprints can push away weirdness. Second, the bright white light in the tube is alive. Third, someone had planned the route for him before he came - every stop was accurate. Everyone he met was waiting for someone he didn't know.
There is a mirror deep in the mine. The person in the mirror wears his face, but it's not him. That person knew him.
Thousands of miles away, the orphanage in Frostbrook Town was burning coal, and in the narrow alley of Anvil Castle there was a salesman who was afraid to open his account book. Ling Han held the broken jade pendant in his pocket and headed further east.
Everyone is moving forward. But the person waiting at the end of the road is not Ming Yun.
I tried my best to change it. I tried my best to promote this plot.
I want to beat myself up, but the grand worldview plot is too difficult to push.
