The Eastern Jin dynasty.
Yes, that Eastern Jin, an era that produced countless beauties, eccentrics, and madmen…
A stretch of history, a handful of ordinary people.
A stretch of history in which people killed one another, and a handful of ordinary people with dreams.
Lixia Baiyin: Lixia is his codename, Baiyin his name. Once a member of the northern killing squad “Twenty-Four Solar Terms,” this boyish fellow has only one dream: to travel to the faraway south and daydream beneath its dazzling, languid sunlight.
His dream was shattered.
Occupation: Mercenary
Status: Commoner
Personality: Languid
Hobby: Making money
Tuoba Zheng, a member of the Tuoba clan of Dai (rebuilt as Northern Wei after its fall), is an ill-omened albino, abandoned on the wasteland. Twenty years later, he returns, leaving a hellish trail wherever he goes. No one, not even he himself, can believe he was once such a frail child, so terrified of blood.
It isn’t people’s hearts that have gone mad. It’s the age.
Biyou, courtesy name Qianji. He uses fragrance as his name and kills with it. For all his love of perfumes and poisons, the truth is that he thinks scent is the finest adornment for a corpse, the greatest lie of all.
Mo has hair more beautiful than anyone else’s, but traded it for a dagger. What she cut off was not only her hair, but also the carefree years she spent pampered and sheltered. As a victim of the rule that the heroine gets overlooked, judging by Xiao Mo’s personality, she probably doesn’t mind too much… - -|||
Ran Ran wants to bring a dead man back to life.
But it’s impossible. That man, his adoptive father, was eaten alive by insects long ago.
Dongzhi wants to make a little money to support his family.
Their dreams may be humble or lofty, and belong to all kinds of people: some are steadfast and determined, while others are timid and fearful. Some will reach the end, while others are destined to be buried along the way.
No, there’s no distinction between humble and lofty dreams. If you must draw a distinction, it can only be between the ways of achieving them.
Have you ever played the murder game? Until the final verdict, no one knows who is guilty and who is innocent.
P.S. In fact, few people know that in northern China during the Eastern Jin, the so-called “Five Barbarians’ uprising and China in chaos,” usually described as the integration of five peoples, can also be read as the Five Barbarians’ slaughter of China.
P.P.S. I’ve actually been wanting to change “A stretch of history, a handful of ordinary people” in the third line from the top to “A stretch of history, a handful of idiots.”
Hehe - -|||
Nothing new, the name Lixia comes from Guo Jingming's novel. Beginning of summer silver? The names of the characters are shoddy, and the article is even less good.
The author should seriously think of a name, otherwise it would be embarrassing and conspicuous to put it here.
Why did you stop?
Update~~~~~~Come on and update
Very ordinary and very small dreams are terminated early with death, but they can no longer continue. What should the living people do?
Silver is not kind
"Boss, what is your ideal?"
"Have money."
"... What is your hobby?"
"Make money."
"... What do you like?"
"Money."
I like it!
This is my favorite kind of fragmentation. . . . .
From here I gradually began to see feelings. . . . .
Oh, this chapter is almost a complete short story.
Nothing new, the name Lixia comes from Guo Jingming's novel. Beginning of summer silver? The names of the characters are shoddy, and the article is even less good. The author should seriously think of a name, otherwise it would be embarrassing and conspicuous to put it here.
Why did you stop?
Update~~~~~~Come on and update
Very ordinary and very small dreams are terminated early with death, but they can no longer continue. What should the living people do?
Silver is not kind
"Boss, what is your ideal?" "Have money." "... What is your hobby?" "Make money." "... What do you like?" "Money." I like it!
This is my favorite kind of fragmentation. . . . . From here I gradually began to see feelings. . . . .
Oh, this chapter is almost a complete short story.
Woman. . , The source of trouble
In this era, human life is really worthless.