The Moon Returns Under the Autumn Eaves

After many years, Luo Qianqiu rented a small house with a courtyard in an old urban alley in the south, guarding the invisible autumn sun. He lived a leisurely and ordinary life, making money to buy vegetables and medicine. He led her through the alleyway where the evening wind blew the fallen leaves, looking like an ordinary boy next door. But the old things hidden in the scabbard have never really gone away: the aftermath of the centuries-old grudges of the solitary sect, the sword fairy who was entangled with him in the past secret realm, and the weird rumors slowly emerging from the dark places of the modern city, always bumping into this quiet roof from time to time. He has experienced the rise and fall of sects, witnessed the ups and downs of the times, and waded through the torrent of history. In the end, all he wanted was a room of fireworks under the autumn eaves.