Jingmi fell into the Jiuwu Plank Road and stayed there for more than ten years.
On the plank road, Tibetan robes are wrapped in the moonlight of the Tang Dynasty, and bright vessels reflect the greed of today's people. In a corner forgotten for five thousand years, human feelings are more strange than ghosts.
She can neither live nor die. The witch sent blessings from the gods and wished her good luck - but everyone in Jiumai knew that this woman was addicted to acting.
The mirror has two sides: it reflects others and it reflects oneself. She cried and said that she only wanted a way to survive, but the few people who were awake only dared to sneer in their hearts: Others wanted a way to survive, but she was clearly stepping on them to find a way.
Demining
1. The writing style is dark and not refreshing.
2. No cp (only for female protagonists, friendship and family orientation, but there are confusing single arrows)
3. Non-traditional unlimited flow, with copy elements but no system
Intention: The world is prosperous and can be navigated with just a reed, so why be afraid of high mountains and long rivers?