"I'm here to claim my life, and I don't have the patience to accompany you around. You showed me this kind of attitude of adapting to the wind in your last life. Do you want to atone for your sins? Okay, everyone, come to my village to drink tea!"
"Chunjiu, I will find the path for you that you can't find from now on. I will help you with the things you do without hesitation. Although there is nothing in the world that can empathize with you, you have to believe that I am always here."
The fire dyed the night of thousands of miles of yellow sand red, and she was alone in the mist of the mountains. She never said a word, she just smiled tiredly. She and her tears as heavy as gold became the only landscape in the yellow sand.
Yan Shang, courtesy name Zijian × Chen Chunjiu (Mr. Du Ying, known as Meng Po in the mortal world), thought that she was reborn in the world by accident. She thought that she would live her life peacefully in a small and peaceful family. However, by chance, she got involved in the war between hundreds of families that she didn't want to mention, and found out the hand behind the scenes.
After two reincarnations, I lament that the hearts of Taoists and ghosts in this world have finally made the two worlds unsettled.
The color of Zhumen is like blood, and those who see it have already fallen asleep.
(I don't know how to write an introduction. I just copied a few sentences from it (?ω?) I want to write a huge [abuse article]. I don't know if my strength is enough. If you don't like abuse, you can't get into it─=≡Σ((( つ?? 3 ??)つ). It's a historical fiction. Don't bring it into history. There are not many fantasy colors. If you like pure fantasy, don't enter.
Intention: Many people speak, and misfortune causes rumors