Walking at Night in the Wind and Snow

On a snowy night, in a ruined temple, Xie Zhao was supposed to die in the wilderness. But that night, he ran into a murderous situation and took out something from under the shrine that should not have been exposed to the light, so he was brought back to the palace by Prince Jing. From then on, one foot high and one foot high in the world. There are lights, rules, and strategies in the palace, as well as swords hidden in smiles and silence. There are old flags, broken knives, crazy Taoists in the arena, and there are also old cases that have been dead for many years and still cannot be solved. The death of Gu Mingxiu, the loss of Han Qishan, the trace of Lin Qiniang, the crazy talk in the Snow Temple, the undercurrent in the capital, the old ghosts behind the gods and Buddhas - one by one, each pushed him deeper into the night. He originally just wanted to live. Later, he wanted to protect the palace. Only later did I realize that there are some things in this world that cannot be protected just by wanting to protect them. The palace hides the front, the rivers and lakes bury the bones, the wind and snow illuminate the night, and the lanterns are turned over.