I love Su Huan Zhen.
Death is the way forward for him, and it is only the way forward. Living is just the beginning of the next ups and downs.
Between life and death, he melted away his edges and corners, covered himself with softness with calmness and self-control, and protected himself with layer upon layer of bloody scars.
He has a round and transparent appearance, but also a scarred appearance, an old god with wisdom in his hands, and an exhausted and exhausted appearance.
But no matter what it is, as long as he stands there, he can make people feel peaceful and calm, without panic or at a loss.
I want to tell a story about a legend—a legend that was heard after being exaggerated, distorted, and vaguely changed, and its original appearance.
Purpose: Using history as a mirror, we can know the ups and downs