The Enchanting Lotus: the Double Star Constellation

There are two kinds of battlefields in this era. One is in the distance. Missiles fell on the streets of the ancient city, the empire's chess players exchanged chips under the negotiation table, the war burned from one continent to another, and no one knew which armistice agreement or the next batch of weapons would arrive first. One in the heart. The subway in the morning rush hour is crowded with silent people, and the lights of the office buildings late at night are like a concentration camp that never sleeps. Mortgage, KPI, the invisible threshold of thirty-five - there are no swords, no smoke, but everyone is experiencing a silent fall. The distant battlefield devours life, and the nearby battlefield devours the feeling of being alive. So this story is for people who are stuck in period. Chen Xi, a doctoral student in the history department who failed his course, discovered an ancient painting of a star god with a donkey head and a human body in a thousand-year-old temple in Medog, Tibet, and was drawn into the painting to become Wang Wei. Zhou Yifei, the reincarnation of Yinghuo Star God. He has been creating chaos for three generations - An Lushan's counselor, feudal town's staff, and the top hunter in the modern capital market. They are rivals and must fight to the end. But this story is not about who won. It is about a man who replanted the first bamboo in a bamboo forest that was burned to ashes, and another man who walked for thousands of years carrying the mission of destruction, and finally stopped because his donkey wanted to rest. Motuo means "hidden lotus" in Tibetan. It does not bloom in peaceful times, but blooms in scorched earth. I would like to dedicate this book to everyone who still chooses to grow bamboo amidst the war in the distance and the smoke in their hearts.