[Hua Yishan Buye × Xie Xingyi] Song of the Former Dynasty

Derivative works of Hua Yishan fan, please save them here. "You worked hard to salvage the treasure box, but broke the fishing rod and almost died in the water. In the end, you took the treasure box and floated to the shore, only to find that it was not gold and silver treasures, but the last words of a pair of friends. Your obsession with the treasure box was therefore transferred to the two friends, laying the groundwork for the encounter in this life..." "Those dreams that look like silhouettes of past lives dissipate, and a pair of familiar figures inexplicably appear in your mind. Could these be their past lives?" Cangyang City, Hongying Bank. Under the Flower Goddess tree, the storyteller clapped his hands and told the story of the past. Legend has it that there was a general in the Ning Dynasty who was brave and good at fighting. In that era of instability and widespread starvation, he forcibly carved a bloody path and protected the Daning frontier for a hundred years. Legend has it that there was a flower envoy at the same time as the general. He was born with white hair and magical powers to shape his body. He was a blessing bestowed upon the world by God out of pity for all living beings. The general had little contact with Hua Shi. He only met Hua Shi once before the war and offered him a glass of wine, but they had nothing to do with him anymore. But there are also rumors that the fate between the two does not end there. That meeting seemed like a first meeting, but it was actually a farewell. For hundreds of years, there have been different opinions on the story of the two people, and it has never been conclusive. The Jing Dynasty, which has continued to this day, has made it impossible to verify the lives of the two. Gatherings and separations, joys and sorrows, love and hate, will eventually lead to the next life without crossing the river. Encounter, obsession. Reunion, first meeting. Reader, do you know where this book came from? The song in the past was empty and leisurely, and the soul wasted away by the Forgotten River. If people don't leave, who will stay? Holding the hand to repay fate in the next life. Hundreds of years later, on the flower market stage, the actors were still babbling and singing, singing about a big dream of meeting again after a long separation and coming back to life. "The blue sky and nine springs meet each other from afar, the spiritual platform is broken, and the dream soul returns..." "It's thousands of miles away, and there are so many sorrows, loves, and hates. How can it be photographed by the flower god? The water mirror is hard to round..." "When I ask you, I can only feel hatred, which is worse than being speechless and crying alone." The apricot color of Qingqiu grows stronger year by year, and I am at the same time as you in my dream. I have been exiled for half my life with two empty hearts, and I will meet you in the next life at the bridge of Forgotten River. Intention: Love and forgetfulness