At the end of Qin, the world was in chaos.
Dianzhou has become a habitat for outlaws and refugees. The caravans have penetrated into this ancient rainforest again and again, pushing aside the sea of banana leaves. Poisonous snakes, poisonous insects, Miao villages, vendettas, and primitive barbarism have remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Finally, with the copper heart of a foreigner as a tribute, he puts on the embroiderer's divine clothes, carries a rain-gold knife, and holds the gentle and soft hand of a Miao girl to reach the end of everything.
"A young man who wanted to save his beloved girl... You have done it. Rest in peace."
Intention: How can it be said that there are no clothes? How can it be said that there are no clothes?