A round moon stood like a fully-stringed bow on the iron-green mountain. The afterglow of the sun had just faded, and the sky was a blushing red, like drinking wine, with only a few stars. A few squirrels scurried out and fled to the wild vine trees. Under the moonlight, a fierce wild boar was scratching its hard leather bag with long burrs on the tree dripping with pine nut oil. It is said that Nuwa was refining stones to mend the sky, working naked under the scorching sun, and when she completed her mission with the last colored stone, she slowly fell down and turned into a piece of fertile soil, so she got another nice name: Mother Earth. Nuwa's people were divided into several tribes, fighting each other and arguing endlessly.
900 Years ago, this was Huizhou, a wilderness thousands of miles away. Due to its remote location, the scenery had an ancient feel.