The snow in the north has buried the sword light for hundreds of years, the waves in the East China Sea have rolled up the hair of the sharks, the wind in Yumenguan has left countless scratches, and the resurrecting grass is taking a nap in the fog in South Vietnam. When Shen Yunyuan woke up from a dream that spanned time and space, the silver bracelet on her wrist shattered into a crescent moon. In my grandfather's camphor wood box, in addition to half a book of "Compendium of Materia Medica", there is also a silver bracelet that gets hot, an old map with strange grass drawn on it, and beads hanging between the grass blades, which are exactly the same as the "intermittent beads" in the Ancestral Temple in the north in the dream.
Some people say that the bead can reverse time and space, and some say it is a patch of heaven and earth. When she experienced a strange encounter, she realized: the so-called discontinuity is never a break, but someone has sewed hundreds of years of protection into the folds of time, stitch by stitch.
The ashes of the stove of Populus euphratica bear secret codes, the rammed earth of the Han Dynasty Great Wall hides the formation map, the tears of the shark are wrapped in promises, and the crescent moon mark in her palm is waiting for the last bead to return.
This story is about the return of four beads, and it is also a big dream of time and space - in the dream, time and space change, the sword is shining, and when the dream wakes up, the fireworks in the world are just right.
Intention: The divine beads return to their origins, and all things return to order. Whether it is a strange bead that spans time and space, or a disrupted order, it will eventually find its home under the pull of nature and people's hearts. The essence of guardianship is ordinary inheritance. There are no unparalleled heroes in the story, only the most ordinary people, continuing the hundreds of years of agreement in the simplest way. The original intention of "keeping integrity" is passed down from generation to generation in the daily fireworks like an heirloom wooden box. It is also the glimmer of people's hearts in time.