Twelve years ago, on the top of Cold Mountain, he was stabbed through the chest by a sword and fell into the abyss.
The crime is: practicing the forbidden art of "animism".
People all over the world call him - Hanshan Sinner.
Twelve years later, a frail young man "dedicated his body" with broken pages in an abandoned temple.
What was summoned was not an evil spirit, but a ray of awake soul.
When Qin Shuanghe woke up, he found himself trapped in a strange body.
If you have no cultivation, your life span will be over.
The only thing that can prove "he is him" is a sword that has been wrapped in white cloth for twelve years.
Xie Yunshu saw a young man in the tea shed of a remote inn.
The young man held the wine bottle with three fingers of his left hand - there was only one person in the world who held it like this.
He walked over, sat down, and said:
"... Come back."
Two words, twelve years of waiting.
Back then, the young men who hunted side by side at night, one became a demon despised by the world, and the other became a silent lone sword.
When old cases are uncovered and the truth is revealed, there is a bigger picture hidden behind the sword that stabbed him.
This time, I won't make you wait for another twelve years.
——The word bosom friend, I prove it with my life.
Intention: Even if you are let down by the world, you still choose to believe in the word "confidant"; after seeing the complexity of the world, you still have the courage to walk side by side with worthy people.