Gui Xuanyu has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Every winter and summer vacation, her mother throws her into the virgin forest to train her five senses. On the day she received her college diploma, her mother suddenly fell into a coma, and then a series of strange things happened.
The shadowy man who raided the ward late at night had tattoos on his hands;
The wooden box behind the old bed board contains old photos and drawings that have never been seen before;
The fishing village soaked in mist, the medicinal beads as red as blood, the luminous river water, the ancient stone palace...
On a moonlit night, she met a man covered in blood, and suddenly found that her eyes could see a strange light that ordinary people could not see...
At the first glance, she caught a glimpse of amber reborn in the strangled tree, at the second glance, she fell into a swamp glowing in the sky, at the third glance, she pried open the fish bone stele, and at the fourth glance, she saw a white siphon sucking water...
The boundaries between truth and falsehood begin to blur, lies swallow up lies, and create layered illusions. The truth is soaked in the mist of flickering light and darkness, luring her step by step into the whirlpool of fate.
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Water veins, a source that transcends natural forces, are rarely known to humans. According to legend, they are formed by the blood of Baihong, the water dragon.
Its crystal is called Pi Cocoon, which means "the shelter of Xiao Yu". It has countless forms and is the descendant of Bai Hong - the treasure that the Shuilong tribe relies on for their survival.
For thousands of years, the people of the Water Dragon tribe have been hiding in the corners of human society. In order to fight for the water veins, they set off waves of blood and tears. At the moment before the victory or defeat was finally decided, the long-lost "Water Dragon Bone" unexpectedly appeared and disrupted the overall situation.
Forces from all sides appeared one by one, and a bloody storm about life, love and hate quietly began.
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There are as many kinds of loneliness as there are souls in the world. When things deviate more and more from their original direction, a crack opens in the earth of reality, secrets pour out like an underground river, and several seemingly unrelated boats are pushed together.
They face a thorny problem: whether to perish together in the collision, or to turn enemies into friends and help each other in the same boat.
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❗️Please protect yourself from lightning before eating❗️
Folklore and monsters + suspense adventure | Average emotional content | Mild horror | Main and auxiliary plots are interspersed, the plot is slow | The heroine is calm when she is calm, and very violent when she is angry
Concept: We are all wandering loners.
