Records of Mountains and Seas

On a rainy night, Bai Ze woke up in a salt-alkali field with amnesia - the "Recorder" brand on his wrist burned his skin and flesh, and the half volume of "Shan Jing Tu" in his arms was so hot that it could burn through his palm. What's even weirder is: he doesn't remember who he is at all, but he can blurt out the name of the ancient scroll. As soon as his fingertips touched the Dangkang stone carvings oozing with black liquid, the ancient scroll suddenly revealed the words: "The habitat is dirty, it's counterfeit" - this auspicious beast that was supposed to herald a prosperous year actually turned into a life-devouring disaster! To purify it, it is necessary to cut down the "farming soul trees" that the villagers depend on for survival: choose a locust tree to attract snakes, a mulberry tree to kill spring silkworms, and a peach tree to bite back on itself. Alien beasts appeared one after another, and Bai Ze was forced to embark on the road of searching for memories: the Luoshui Black Turtle was not a mythical beast, but a historian cursed by the Yellow Emperor; in the mist of Qingqiu, he saw the afterimage of himself holding a torch to burn the history books of the Fox clan; every time a strange beast was taken in, a page of "Shan Jing Tu" was restored, but it also revealed a piece of the truth about "tampering by the Yellow Emperor" - Qingli in red clothes always stared at him in the dark and smiled: "You didn't hesitate so much when you burned my Qingqiu classics." When "Yellow Emperor's sword" and "Chi You's blood" collided in his body, Bai Ze understood: What he wanted to fight was never the alien beast, but the "orthodox god" worshiped by the world; what he was looking for was not memory, but the truth of the mountains and seas that had been buried for three thousand years that allowed alien beasts and humans to coexist.