At the eastern foot of Taihang, the fertile fields are flat and vast. The Kowloon River stretches with blue waves. In an ancient small town, an ordinary boy collecting firewood, a monk with powerful magical powers, a fat shopkeeper with a smile... All they did was to seek stability in this world without any regrets. When everything dissipates, time is still quiet and the years are long. Only a few words in the book and some stories from the people's mouths are left.
The inspiration came from several legends I heard in my hometown.
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