Embers of War

On the southwest border of Cangmingzhou, the lamp in front of the memorial monument in Qingyang City shines like daylight. The young man Lu Chenyuan was born in a poor family, his father was suffering from old wounds, and the whole city only regarded him as a joke. The stele did not emit light, but the ground trembled slightly - in the last branch of the nine Lingxu courtyards, located in Cangming, some people saw "geniuses" and others saw "heresies". The ruins of the bell tower, the light from the mirror beside the well, the rusty and foggy ancient road in the ancient miasma corridor, and the long night in the miasma gorge push the young man into a web that has already been written: "Rules" are written on the posts of the Liu family, the book of the execution hall, and the door of the outer courtyard. But behind the rules, there are two words that are even colder - Zhenxu. The inexplicable "groove" in his back is a calamity or a blade, and it is also an unsolved mystery between him and his seriously injured father. Jiang Shuyue's sword, Yunhe's chess, and Shuo Hanzhou Zhensi's iron and snow pushed him from Cangming to Beiguan and Zhensi City: Han's book was dotted with ink, his waistband was tied around his body, and his feet were bound with willow thread. When the wind blows, he is still a symbol in the eyes of others; when the wind blows hard, he wants to write the next line of his destiny in his own choice. The inexplicable "groove" in his back is a calamity or a blade, and it is also an unsolved mystery between him and his late father. Jiang Shuyue's sword, Yunhe's chess, and Northern Line Zhensi's iron and snow pushed him from Qingyang to the gate of Zhensi City: a cold book with ink, a waistband to tie his body, and willow thread to tie his feet. When the wind blows, he is still a symbol in the eyes of others; when the wind blows hard, he wants to write the next line of his destiny in his own choice.