Entering the martial arts book, Lao Huang opened his eyes and calculated his fate: three years later, he will die at the gate of Emperor Wu's city. He remembered the entire plot of the book, so he knew better than anyone else - there was no way to avoid that fatal situation. Then tear it down. In front of people, he still squatted on the wall to feed his horses, bending down when he saw anyone; behind people, he cut out the fatal hole with his sword. No one in the city, including the shoe repairman, the cake seller, and the accountant, knew that this bad old man's sword box contained something that could overturn the entire world. There are still one thousand and ninety-five days left before his death.
"Book-traveling martial arts | Symbiosis of two souls | Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger | Precognition to change one's fate | Unable to calm down and redeem"
