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[Ancient Style Essay] Yun Chuyao, a doctor of medicine who is proficient in traditional Chinese and Western medicine, fell in the bathroom and time-traveled into the body of a little girl with the same name as herself. Although her grandma doesn't hurt her and her father doesn't love her, she's not afraid. There are other people who hurt her! Yun Chuyao: Come on, be good, I'll give you medicine... A certain prince: Are you sure you want medicine? Yun Chuyao: (Yun Chuyao swallowed furiously, confidently) Of course it's the medicine...

"The seven life-extending lamps illuminate all the desires that living people dare not look directly at."

By the Hanshui River, young Jiang Han fished a bronze blood box with a pole. From then on, there was one less fisherman and one more pole holder in the world. The dragon spine pole in his left hand can catch dragon souls from all over the world, and the heavenly silk silk in his right hand can entangle the stars in the sky. However, fishing for twin souls is taboo - fishing for the remnant soul of the god requires him to kill the sky and attain enlightenment, and the dragon spirit forces him to transform into a dragon and return to the sea. The red carp jumps over the waves, splashing into flames that burn the sky. Suzaku's spirit-catching lady has an enemy totem tattooed on her collarbone. She says she has to kill him seven times to break the curse; the ice soul condenses light and shines through the dragon abyss under the sea. The mysterious dragon girl holding an ancient fishing rod is willing to cut off the dragon's horns in exchange for a chance of survival, but she grows soul-eating insect wings on a full moon night. From Hanshui Village to Tianyuan Sea, the fishing rods are all pointing to killing situations: at the bottom of Bibo City, soul-devouring insects eat dragon veins and turn into pus and blood; in the Hanging Dragon Palace, the dragon demon king fishes for the rotting sun; deep in the ruins, fishermen make nests with stars to catch the body of the Creator God... When the skeleton of Diao Zun stood up from the bronze box, When the person he loves most becomes a fatal disaster, Jiang Han throws out the fishing line entwined with fate: \