An ancient fishing society that is in sharp contrast to the past where clouds of smoke turned into rain and blood flowed into rivers.
Fu Jue survived cruelly. In order to find out what happened during the massacre and the whereabouts of his little sister, he tore himself to death.
However, Fang Xiao had a different kind of "family, country and world" in his heart, and he cut his way through hundreds of cases, chilling everyone.
Over the past few years, they coincidentally had something they wanted to say but almost no one could understand. The spirit gathered momentum in the rain, rising up with the Taishan Mountains and flowing across the sea.
They are the turbulence in this seemingly stable world, and they are also the lantern holders who set up a lantern of self-examination between heaven and earth.
There are countless of them...
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Readers, please bear with me if the writing is not good!
Ps: wearing the skin of daily life
Husband and wife bickering, modern style, ancient novel
Intention: Half a hundred steps in one step, and reach the mountains, rivers and moonlight with growth.