A piece of sheepskin and half a piece of flute music are rumored to record peerless martial arts, or to hide rare treasures.
A grudge, a love and hatred between two generations, but who knows, in what year and month, under the bodhi tree, the hero will be blooming and the beauty will be in tears. Maybe it was destined from the beginning that they would only make a promise to each other in the next life and this life.
Pavilions, red walls and high tiles, fragile pearls and jade, beautiful faces and white hair. The hero rushes to the top, just for that person to look back for a moment. No matter what, no matter what, from now on I will enjoy the world with you.