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Outside, snowflakes came and went. The sky in Dichamo became brighter and darker as the snowflakes came and went. There is more snow waiting behind. Tuwang Lu raised his eyes and looked at the door of the living room. The frozen past flashed back and forth as he looked around. In such a cold Dizamo, all the memories and expectations have been carefully crafted to last long. The great leader of Wei Zha in Dichamo passed away. It was the late autumn of 1098 AD. Tartary buckwheat and oats were waiting for the shining sickle with their golden faces on the spiritual hillside. The rugged wilderness was playing the magic of color in its own season. White mist dreamed of harvest and wandering among the thorn bushes and rocks.

People will turn into wild monkeys, and wild monkeys will turn into people. There is no right or wrong, no truth or falsehood, and it is even harder to distinguish between good and bad. Destiny is difficult to control and can only be found and experienced throughout a lifetime. Sa, a young man from the Yi ethnic group separated from his sister, wandered in the wilderness, tamed a group of wild monkeys, and led the monkeys to search for his father under the guidance of a divine card. However, until the last man died, he still failed to achieve his wish even though he became the King of Earth. This long journey has only one end, turning into dust and returning to the wilderness.