In the Late Tang Dynasty, I Had a Piece of Apricot Flower Bone Armor

A lame person swallows up all the obsessions of troubled times; walking for a hundred years only fades away and turns into a flower. After crawling out of the death pit in Pingwuli, Shen Yu had a black bone on his right ankle. It reconnected his severed hamstring, at the cost of every ray of obsession he swallowed, causing the bone armor to spread upward an inch. He walked south with a bamboo stick, looking for his lost mother and little sister. The village behind him was burned to ashes, but the calyx on his chest was still there, and the black bone armor continued to grow, crawling past his knees, approaching his heart, and reaching his throat. He wondered if he would be able to remember the way he came when that day came.