Ancient times of chaos, conquests in troubled times.
As the gravedigger of this history, she was supposed to practice the infinite holy method of Maitreya and survive the countless tribulations of the world, but she accidentally got involved in a troubled world for no reason.
A conspiracy, confusing the fate of several people?
When all the dust has settled, who is calling her in a low voice, "Take a breath"; and who is calling her loudly, "Luxury"?
Can tens of thousands of years of time fly by like a fleeting moment, tens of thousands of years of obsession, and millions of years of guilt in exchange for that tiny thought in her heart?
That ancient god, what are you waiting for? Can't you see the patches of lovesickness?
Holding a pot of wine and researching new ink, who wrote down an old dream from the past, and the song never ends?
In the end, no matter who is talking about it, it is just a dream that has nothing to do with Fengyue.