Playing the sword and singing a long song, as graceful as a dream. Close your eyes and listen to the past and present life in your ears. Open your eyes and see the sun and moon changing in front of you. Visitors from all directions, tourists from all over the world. It's just a dream of Nanke. Tanghulu may have known that he had traveled through time, but he certainly would not have thought that this unnatural act would have an even more unnatural follow-up. The situation of life and death, the love of children, the fragrance of chivalrous bones, the loyalty of ministers. In the Chu River where the mountain rain is coming and the wind is filling the buildings, in the Beishan where the dark clouds are pressing down on the city. Cui Wei shook slightly. What is the purpose of this life? Immortality or even immortality? For the sake of great wealth? Or just for a reason. A reason to break with faith. The candied haws on a stick is sweet, but this candied haws on a stick that came from another bizarre world tastes a different kind of bitterness. A human story about the ups and downs of a bystander who cannot help himself. Belief, kindness, despair, intrigue... Humans are really magical creatures. If they give without hesitation, they will become more and more unscrupulous. When the haze cleared, a ray of skylight poured out. Come, take this drink and hit the road, my friend.