The Beauty Who Never Grows Old

Zhang Ting returned to his hometown just as the village was digging a well. Halfway through, the well shaft collapsed. When the villagers dug through the rubble, they found one more person buried there than expected. Zhang Ting had been buried the deepest and was supposed to have almost no chance of survival, but he miraculously made it out alive. Clutched in his hand was a branch of phoenix flowers, red all the way through. A phoenix tree ablaze with blossoms, a flower of the other shore blooming in the midnight gloom. The offering that had sealed away ten thousand bones three hundred years ago broke through the taboo and returned to the world. Corpse pits filled the land, resentment surged to the heavens, a sea of blood poured in, and ten miles of land were submerged. The first-time well diggers met someone making his first emergence from the earth. Neither side was very experienced at what they did. They got the hang of it later. The steady-as-a-rock bottom x the shy beauty top This story is entirely fictional. Believe in science~ Core theme: Treasure life and live well.