Twelve Tones of a Good Night

When he woke up, he had no name and no past. All that was left was his broken meridians and his instinctive killing skills. A small courtyard in the mountains of Xizhou took him in. The old man named him Chen Liang, and Adie tied a red rope around his wrist. With simple meals and smoke from the stove, this young man with nothing made him realize for the first time that there was a place in the world that he could call "home". But a bloody disaster from Black Wind Mountain completely tore the short-term peace into pieces. That day, Chen Liang picked up his wooden sword and climbed the mountain alone; that night, he left his name in the small courtyard where he could never return. Since then, there has been a person named Xing Shen in the world. From the bandits in Xizhou to the tea alliance in Yongdong, from the shadow of the Blood Jade Tower to the treacherous clouds in the court, the unforgettable figure deep in his memory always reminds him of his extraordinary past, torturing his nerves that cannot be calmed down. Who is he? Where is he from? He wants to find the lost past and protect everything he has regained.