Faith is like a seed, buried deep in the heart, breaking through the soil and sprouting. Finally, the bright red flowers bloomed, gradually becoming luxuriant, covering the soul, and weaving over and over again into a long road full of flowers, leading to the dark, deep and boundless hell. ——Preface
1This article is based on the contention of a hundred schools of thought during the Warring States Period. But it is different from the official history. There may be deviations from historical facts, and there may be characters from different years "penetrating into the text" (characters from the same era). And the heroine is a fictional character. Therefore, readers who are demanding historical facts should proceed with caution.
[2] Some elements from past and present lives may be added. If you are afraid of thunder and blood, please enter with caution.
[3] This is my first time writing. If there are any imperfections, please point them out and I will correct them.