[Shanren·Fu Chen]
He has been locked in the snow-capped mountains for eight years, and the prophecies and curses are wrapped around his bones. A cup of wine from a benefactor, a smooth journey from a close friend, all turn into intestinal poison. He crushed the blood in his throat and used his ant body to burn the path to heaven.
At night, the Qiang's flute swallowed, and three wolves were beheaded; the fire broke out in the wilderness, and all the jackals and foxes were killed. The world expects crazy people to become demons, but he leads Hu Ma into Yanzhang and turns the sword into a beetle in the court. On the day when I stood on the top of ten thousand bones, fate was chewed between my teeth, and life and death could only last in one breath.
After exhaling this breath, your destiny is in your hands from now on, and no ghosts or gods can stop you.
Hanping·Zongzhengxi
Heavenly bones, foreign blood. Born in Jade Steps and raised in Bianxue.
Twenty years of guarding Guanshan, iron clothes forged soul. However, the eagle trained by his own hands pecked his eyes out; the blade he believed in backfired and bit into his heart.
Then use your body as bait and gamble your life into the game. After falling from the cloud into the mire, you can see the chess lines criss-crossing - it turns out that the place where you fell is the real chess board.
When the crown is discarded and the mountain of corpses crawls out, he becomes the craziest lobbyist: why not break the situation from the outside?
Game combination
When we meet at the lowest point, we can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in silence.
He holds the black toward the north, tearing apart the old world like broken bamboo; he holds the white toward the south, gathering sparks in the dark.
Three dynasties were like a chess game between two people.
When the beacon smoke clears, we can sail into the misty rain together.
The river and the sea are pillows, and the green mountains are the same as the monument.
The end of the chess game is the return journey.
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Mountain prisoners pay their respects to the dust, drink poison and break their bones, and rebuild the human world from the bottom of the abyss.
Zongzheng, the border general, burned himself in a game of chess, and in a desperate situation, he held his son and swallowed the sky.
The black dynasty is divided and the people are white. Mountains and rivers are scales, and in the end, there will be no regrets in the game.
Full text revised in 24-25 years
Intention: You use the black ones to rebel against the dynasty, and I use the white ones to live in the dark, gathering people's minds.
