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He was originally an orphan born in a mountain temple in the mortal world. The old abbot who educated him passed away; The adopted sister who depended on each other was separated due to the war; The new hope that was finally gained was shattered by a strange accident. His life and death are unknown, uncared for, and uncared for. He became a gray rat in the sewer, a mourning dog on the lonely street, and a falcon with broken wings and broken beak. However, just when he was desperate, the man took the initiative to find him-- And offered to help him get revenge, but there was an offer he couldn't refuse...

Between heaven and earth, wanderers cross mountains and rivers with swords in hand. Black and white rivers and lakes, a chess game, a chaotic world in the sky, and fate is blurred. Jianghu is a dream, both illusion and reality. He only said: "Last night we fought back to the north, and today we are going east." Let's watch the young man bravely brave the dangers of the martial arts world, fight wits with the treachery of the court, and step by step get closer to the truth of his life experience. Let's watch the young man temporarily become a guest in a foreign land, become a righteous knight, and gradually become the best swordsman in the world. Let's look at the young man who has experienced all kinds of painful scenes, and is only willing to let go and fight, regardless of the reputation behind him... The boy's name is Jiang Dong. This is the story of his struggle with fate.

In the summer of 2020, bizarre murders occurred one after another in Niujia Village and neighboring villages in Gude Town, Shanyuan City: the originally normal villagers suddenly went crazy, biting and gnawing at the necks of everyone they saw, and the scenes were bloody and terrifying. The village was deserted overnight, and as panic spread, the task force intervened in the investigation and finally uncovered the culprit - a highly poisonous wild fruit called "Red Yingluo" in the mountains. Those who accidentally eat it will change their temperament and lose their minds. This frightening crisis caused by the wild fruit was only subsided after the mountain was closed for rescue.

It started with the cry of a newborn in 1991 and lasted for more than thirty years. This is a tender chronicle belonging to a family of three living under one roof. It contains the smoke and smoke of the compound on Jianquan Street in Urumqi, the journey of our ancestors, and the joyful songs of family reunions and the sorrow of growing old. From ignorant children to independent adults, home is the eternal harbor, blood is the unchanging fetters, every word is filled with the weight of love and growth, and it is the concern that brothers and sisters move forward hand in hand.