The Long Song of Yinshan Mountain Passed Down by the Yin Shang Dynasty

Three thousand years ago, the way of heaven was stolen by the giant eye of Mohe. The common people were like ants, and history was allowed to be altered. Chen Changsheng, a wheelchair scholar who should have died young, was actually a pawn planted by the ancient god of plague. He does not cultivate immortality or seek power, but is only a "writer" - collecting the truth that has been erased by heaven and compiling the "Records of the People of the Yin and Shang Dynasties". This is a path of martyrdom. Lu Ling burned his sword soul just to split open the hell; Tien Niu used his flesh and blood body to build the final barrier for the archives; Lingyun's divine personality collapsed and he was willing to sleep forever. In the end, Chen Changsheng pushed away the wheelchair and hit the Tongtian Pillar with a mortal body: "You can lock fate, but you cannot lock justice!" The old order collapsed, but he and his best friends were all reduced to withered bones. Justice is never the end, but a legacy. Nineteen years later, Beiling is as windy and snowy as a knife. In order to whitewash the peace, the imperial envoy came with an order and ordered the removal of 300 wordless steles within seven days, confiscated the "Yin Shang Folk Records", destroyed all the "disgraceful" past, and recast the "Prosperous Age Stele" to praise virtues. Chen Feng squatted deep in the forest of steles, brushing his fingertips over the oldest stone tablet - the name of his father, Chen Changsheng, was engraved on it. He picked up the old broom, swept away the snow, and reported the "seven-day appointment" to the arrogant imperial envoy. In these seven days, what he guarded was not only the monument, but also the loyalty of Uncle Tieniu who stood in the way of the axe, and the truth about his mother washing herself by the Mo River until her fingers bled. Old accounts have not been settled, but new troubles have arisen...