[Chronology] [Northwest Jianghu] [Hardcore Realism] [The Rise of Grass]
"The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about worldliness? That's wrong. Only those who can still stand after fighting and killing are qualified to talk about worldliness."
In the late 1980s, the sky was filled with yellow sand in the northwest.
The streets of Yizhou, a small town on the northwest border, are filled with the smell of wild and wild grass.
After Qin Lie retired from the battlefield in Liangshan, he returned to his hometown to find his own way.
In order to survive in this small town at the foot of Dongtian Mountain, he was forced to be involved in the torrent of the times.
From watching scenes in the video hall to monopolizing border trade, Qin Lie witnessed the northwest rivers and lakes from their glorious heyday to sunset. Countless ruthless people fell in a pool of blood, which became the last word of the era.
Now, Qin Lie, who was lucky enough to be out of business, lit up a cigarette and slowly recounted the years buried in the sand: "If you can, don't take the road of Jianghu..."
