Meng Jiang, Queen of the Shu Kingdom, led hundreds of thousands of loyal souls of the Shu Kingdom to be buried in a foreign land. Her tired and scrawled life was supposed to end here, but unexpectedly, she met her old friend on the bridge. It turned out that she had not kept any of the people she wanted to protect her whole life. Unable to accept all this, she scattered her soul, but was left with a ghost by Cong Yang, the emperor of Fengdu who had been the king of Shu for ten years, and stayed at Naihe Bridge for three thousand years.
Three thousand years later, Meng Jiang, whose memory had been tampered with, returned to the world and was taken by Cong Yang to search for those missing souls, so he experienced the pain of three thousand years ago again and again. When the "Dream Weaving" cast with the water of the underworld was played, the old friend fell into a dream, and time went back. Meng Jiang once again made the same choice as before, and was never willing to look back.
Dreams that are too deep will always make people get lost, but it is never Meng Jiang who gets lost, but Cong Yang. He could no longer be as patient and motionless as the earth, as quiet and thoughtful as Ksitigarbha. After all, he was no longer the emperor of Fengdu fifty thousand years ago. In order to help Meng Jiang return Yang, he risked everything and even forgot his own life.
And Cangming, the brother of Congyang who has known each other for hundreds of thousands of years, went against the will of heaven to help Congyang achieve his wish, but accidentally saw that Congyang and Meng Jiang were entangled deeper and longer than they were three thousand years ago.
Fifty thousand years ago, Cong Yang was still Cong Yang, but Meng Jiang was not Meng Jiang. At that time, she was still called Yaoguang... A conspiracy that had been brewing for tens of thousands of years was slowly revealed as things developed. Who was responsible for this plot, who moved whose heart, and who accepted whose calamity.
Purpose: Objectively discuss right and wrong, grudges and wrongs