As soon as Shen Du opened his eyes, he became the most insignificant disciple under Uncle Jiu's sect. There was no system, no skills, not even a decent mahogany sword - but he found that he could touch old things and see what they "remembered".
A copper coin sword with a missing corner allowed him to see a Taoist priest killed in a bamboo forest a hundred years ago; a dry well allowed him to hear "Wait for me when I come back" that no one had heard for twenty-five years; an old silver bowl allowed him to touch the unfinished truth of the fire fifty years ago.
People are dead, but things are still remembered.
Shen Du thought he was helping the dead fulfill their wishes, until he discovered that the same woman, the same piece of blue cloth embroidered with white flowers, and the same sentence "Don't throw it away" appeared repeatedly in those "memories".
Some things have been remembered for too long, so long that they should not be remembered.
