Korean Legend

"Han Dao Zhuan Yi" is a long mythological novel based on folk myths and legends, integrating the feelings of resisting Japan and saving the country. The book has 100 chapters in total. It takes the life of Han Dao, a strange man from Jiaji Village, Dongchang Prefecture, Liaocheng City, Western Shandong Province as the main line. It tells the story of Han Dao, a strange man in the village of Jiaji, Dongchang Prefecture, Liaocheng City, Western Shandong Province. It tells a tragic legend of Han Dao, who embraced Taoist magic and protected his neighbors. Later, when the Japanese invaded and the mountains and rivers were shattered, he led the villagers to fight bravely with his magical powers, but was betrayed by a traitor and died in hatred. In a mountain temple in the rural area of ​​western Lu, there lived Han Dao, a strange man who possessed magical powers and was willing to do good. He cut paper as a servant to help the villagers harvest wheat, turned a stool into a horse and took the villagers to Jinan to watch the lanterns, and cooked food with strange fire to satisfy everyone's appetite. All kinds of miracles spread throughout the countryside and were deeply respected by the villagers. The Japanese invaders trampled through the Central Plains, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of crimes, turning the peaceful countryside into a living hell. Han Dao couldn't bear the suffering of his neighbors, so he resolutely used Taoist magic to fight against the enemy, set up maze formations and turned into paper soldiers, defeated the Japanese invaders several times, and led the villagers to defend their homeland to the death. However, evil was at work, and the gangsters in the village took refuge with the Japanese invaders, revealing the truth about Han Dao. The Japanese invaders even invited masters of Japanese magic to join forces in the encirclement and suppression. Han Dao fell into a desperate situation and was eventually killed by the Japanese invaders using sorcery. Before he died, he told his sister-in-law that if he called his name three times at the grave, he would be resurrected. Unexpectedly, my sister-in-law had already rebelled against the country and surrendered to the enemy. Instead of obeying her last words, she used peach wood pegs to suppress her grave, leaving this immortal protector of the people to sleep with hatred, leaving only a tragic folk anti-Japanese myth.