Yanfu Baizelu

Start fandom from Guhuoniao There are fruits in the world. One fruit, one life, one life, one calamity. Some people fight for their lives in the fruits, some become kings in the old world, some use inheritance to climb the ranks, and some die with only one line of cold settlement left. Janfu In the Jinmen pawn shop, dead people pawn tickets to redeem their shadows, longevity, and names. The old cabinets are silent and there are ghosts in the accounts. In the burning sand wasteland, the water truck passed through the White Bone Bridge, Tiebi Town and the old road of Guigou. Outside Heijing City, there was no water and no blood. The Fire Wheel Gang weighed every mouthful of water in the wasteland to survive. And this is just the beginning. Among the thousands of fruits, the reverberation of the old gods remains, the inheritance of mountains and seas is revived, and the walkers travel back and forth between reality and other worlds, fighting for steps with their lives, exchanging objects for luck, and approaching higher places with each settlement. The newcomers in the scattered ranks, the remnants of the mandrill, walking at night. Six boxes of old guns, a piece of paper to conceal the name. Before the white water arrives, all the fruits have bloomed. Live and see clearly who is behind these thousands of fruits.