An Eighties Kid's Struggle in Ancient Times

Chapter One Year 48 of Xiliang, autumn. Jiang Xiaobai lay sprawled across the dry, yellow grass like a piece of linen left out to dry. Golden sunlight filtered through the branches and fell all over her. She looked as if she were enjoying herself, but in her heart she'd already cursed the heavens a thousand times. Heavens above, what have I done to deserve being dumped here? That day, she'd arranged to go to a karaoke bar with a few friends. After drinking too much, she went up to the rooftop to sober up. Who could have guessed that the railing would give way the moment she leaned against it? Who could understand that one second she was singing, “I charge through the storm, doing as I please, adored by the masses,” and the next she was falling into this godforsaken place...