I Use Old Things to Revive the Myth

I have seen the ceremonial guard of the First Emperor's eastward tour, and I have also heard the Guangling San written by Ji Kang before his execution. I was a brewer in Chang'an during the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and a city guard in the late Southern Song Dynasty. To me, history is not the ink on a book, but the wrinkles on the palm of my hand. Now, I am hiding in the modern city, thinking that my fate is over. Little did they know, an unprecedented great change was brewing. But the belongings of old friends left behind in my long life have become the key to a new era.