Yanshi Xianyue picked up a piece of rotten wood in the Kunlun Mountain stream, took it home, and carved it into a human shape with his skillful hands.
Painted ink-colored clothes, decorated with Eguan belt, dotted red lips, and drawn sword eyebrows.
When the last stroke was finished, I saw his starry eyes shining with hope.
The silver light converges.
Only when the moon is crescent will you know that this is a sacred tree.
The wood turned into human beings, and Xian Yue took the meaning of "cutting tung trees to make qin, and practicing silk to make strings", so it was named Xian Tong.
When Xian Tong was born, I heard Xian Yue's first words:
"You don't know where love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, and the dead can live. Life without death, death without resurrection, are all not the result of love."
In a nutshell
The Yanshi who is worried that his appearance and talent are not worthy of his own puppet and the puppet who is worried that his identity and species are not worthy of his own Yanshi
A pleasant (un)story about fighting villains together
The author has something to say_(:з∠)_
short story
I hope you guys can open up and talk
Because there are some lyrics in it QAQ
All the lyrics are from "The Peony Pavilion"
The author just likes to listen to operas and doesn't understand them. I apologize for any omissions. QWQ
Finally, let's make a pudding. The male protagonist's accent and posture are learned from the female protagonist, and the female protagonist is learned from Xian Ming, who is not doing his job properly. This is the final reason why Xian Shuo determines that Xian Tong and Xian Ming are related. He forgot to mention it in the ending =w=
Intention: Love doesn't know where it starts, it goes deeper and deeper