The Story of Qian Si Mu Xia

"The end of the world is windy sand, and the story of the mortal world is called concern." This wind and sand are the smoke of the last years of the Tsar's reign. The silk trees of Linghu Land were scorched in the flames of the city massacre, the walls of Pingyang City were soaked in blood, and the maelstrom of the imperial city swallowed people's hearts. This concern was the entrustment of Ah Xiang, who clenched the soldier's hand to "protect A Li" before she died; it was the soldier's trembling when he ruthlessly cut off A Li's left ear under the bloody setting sun to prevent her from being pursued; it was the unspeakable longing engraved on the wooden hairpin. The fighting in the world is just for fame and fortune. Monslet used the "righteousness of restoring the country" to use Ali as a bargaining chip, and Su Wan used power and intrigue to force the soldiers to take sides. How many people are chasing power in the mortal world. But the soldiers refused. He once held a sword and galloped on the battlefield, but when he was at his most prosperous, he gave up his military power and wealth, just to exchange for a piece of paper to annul the engagement, and took A Li to escape from the imperial city. "The seal is hidden in ordinary people's homes, under the east fence." The seclusion in the lyrics has become their destination. There are no carved beams and painted buildings, only wooden houses in the mountains; no fine clothes and fine food, only hoes and vegetable patches. A Li used the wisdom of Linghu to plant green, and the soldiers held up the eaves with their generous arms. The former "guardians and the protected" became a family that shared the kitchen smoke. "No matter who takes the lead in the martial arts world, I will only bend my back for you." As their children ran around their knees, the soldier looked at the wooden hairpin in A Li's hair, and finally understood: the most precious inn in the world is never a prosperous pavilion, but the ordinaryness that keeps each other in troubled times - the tenacity of scarred wounds, the warmth of simple meals, and the stability of being able to share the beauty of the hair with your lover after putting down the knife.