Where Is Shuofang Now?

Li Yan, a modern ordinary person, accidentally fell and woke up in the Gobi border of Xixia in 1206 AD. There is no system, no cheating, no prophet to crush, just a pair of thin clothes and a chaotic wasteland. Here, at the junction of the Song Dynasty and the Xia Dynasty, the forging fields are strict, iron materials are controlled, and refugees are everywhere. There are old traces of beacon fires hidden in the wind and sand. In troubled times, everyone just wants to survive. He has no identity, no backing, and no place to go. He can only settle in a blacksmith shop on the border, learn how to blow bellows, blacksmith, and learn party language, relying on the stupidest work to find a stable life on the edge of the knife. Suddenly, the wind in northern Xinjiang became fierce. Mongolian spies crossed the border to search villages, even burning camps and butchers, just to find a piece of Tang Dynasty engraved iron plate that had been lost for hundreds of years. That is not a treasure map, it is the secret key of the old Shuofang border defense. It is broken into pieces and scattered on the border. Obtaining it can affect the pattern of troubled times. Li Yan accidentally picked up a corner of an iron plate in the ruins of an abandoned beacon. A piece of rusty iron, warmed by body temperature, has become a life-saving amulet. A businessman spy comes to visit, he knows the goods at a glance, but he hides his words, but his eyes hide the murder. Chen Min, a scholar who stays overnight, has a deep mind and a mystery about his identity. He clearly recognizes the secret pattern on the iron, but deliberately pushes it away and pretends not to understand. On one side is the blacksmith village that took him in, and the fireworks are peaceful; on the other side are the forces from all sides who are eyeing him, pressing harder and harder. In troubled times, the choice is never up to anyone. He originally just wanted to survive, but he was forced to stand at the forefront of the storm. The heroine enters the game with a mission, and will eventually be stabbed in the back, leaving a broken arm with regrets. She will be separated from the north and the south for the rest of her life. Mortals guard an inch of hot land, are faced with the dilemma of love and hate, and regret every choice. There is no Long Aotian sweeping the world, only the struggles, choices and regrets of small people in the big era.