The wind blows through the forest tops, the tide ebbs from the sand, and the birds gather and disperse.
The paper that was once full of thoughts now only has half a line of ink left.
It turns out that some stories, until the end of writing, are difficult to start again.
Purpose: She was born in humble circumstances and grew up with a cold eye. She sharpened her edge under the shackles of male dominance and tempered her courage on the dangerous journey of investigating the case. From the human world to the ghost world, from ancient times to another world, she has passed through one realm after another and experienced one adventure after another. When she changes her body in the mirror and steps into a new world, are the past engraved in her bones a medal for her to be crowned, or a fetter for her to move forward? Along the way, she will write her own legend of the Three Realms and Six Paths as a mortal, comparable to the gods.