When Lu Qiuying arrived at the ruins, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong wind hit her, making it difficult for her to open her eyes. Just when she was about to take out her mobile phone and call for help, she heard a lament coming from above, over and over again, like a voice of sorrow, but also like a pleading: "The steps are broken, the hairpins are ruined. The silver diamonds are scattered, the beauty sheds tears. Light eyebrows, drunk in dreams. Year after year, you have not returned."
Lu Qiuying felt a splitting headache, like a thunderclap, and she fainted, unconscious.