The continuous rain soaked into the old city, and the bluestone road was glowing with damp water.
There is a simple herbal medicine shop hidden at the end of the alley. The wooden signboard is faded and blurred, and few passers-by are willing to stop.
In the shop, Bai Lingxiu was leaning against the window, holding a handkerchief in his slender hand, carefully wiping a set of silver ornaments engraved with southern Xinjiang totems.
The corners of his mouth slowly curved, look, the wind is blowing...
Gu, can it really confuse people?
A conspiracy, two sides of people's hearts.
The human heart is a poison, and the heaven and earth are at play.
Intention: Gu is not a technique to harm people. I have always wanted to see the setting of the young master of the Miao family in the next year, but I couldn't find it, so I had to try to write it myself. I apologize for the bad writing.