She collected herbs, made tea, practiced medicine and saved people in the mountains and fields, and lived a peaceful and peaceful life. The villagers only thought of her as a calm-tempered but kind-hearted foreign woman, but they didn't know that her hands could not only save lives, but also kill people.
The world is far away, and the storm seems to have subsided. She originally thought that she would just guard a village in her life and grow old quietly.
Until someone comes to the door.
A seemingly ordinary murder case, a passerby of unknown origin, a past that was deliberately forgotten... An old person reappears, undercurrents surge, and the world that she buried in the past with her own hands is torn open bit by bit.
Some people recognize her, but don't dare to call her by name; some people approach her, but with quiet temptation and murderous intent.
When the layers of truth were peeled back and the blood beneath the warm daily life was gradually revealed, she realized that the escape she thought she had all those years never really happened.
Some people want her to repay old debts, some want her to play chess again, and some people fall in love with her unknowingly, but have to stand on the opposite side of her.
The world of martial arts is never black and white.
Is she a healer or an executioner?
Is he an outsider or the source of this turmoil?
When the past intertwines with the present, she must make a choice——
Just continue to guard this tranquility and pretend that nothing has happened.
It's better to uncover the truth with your own hands, even if the cost is to step into the bloody storm again.
This time, she had nowhere to retreat.
Concept: Between good and evil, it is never black and white. Those who heal others should first heal their own minds; those who ask questions should first ask their own bodies. Use medical skills to identify all kinds of diseases in the world, and use your heart to find your own path. In the buried past, face the truth and redeem yourself.