"At the foot of Fengxi Mountain, there is the Yinxian Slope. The Yinxian Slope looks toward the Tianhe River. Look at the Qinghu Ridge next to the Tianhe River. There is Gu Po in the Qinghu Ridge."
Chen Cun's nursery rhyme is like a noose hanging over a girl's head. On my seventh birthday, I finally had my first full meal in my life - the fragrantly stewed 'decapitated chicken'. Amidst the din of gongs and drums, I was sent to Fengxi Mountain. From sunset to sunrise, I kowtowed all the way to the top of the mountain and took home a bowl of 'Mr. Spring'.
If it succeeds, I will be a good tool; if it fails, Wangtianhe will be my grave.
I looked at the steep Fengxi Mountain, where both advance and retreat were dead ends. Fireflies led me into the cave, where I met the legendary 'Gu Po'. She didn't eat me, but told me a shocking lie...
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One chapter, completed.
Concept: A short story of ten thousand words
