Transmigrating into a blind man's body, he wanders the jianghu, pursuing longevity, while the people's songs ring out, never yielding to the wind. The flute pierces the heart, the xiao cuts to the bone. The erhu tells the story of a person's life, while the qin strings carry an elegance beyond the notes. From the start, he transmigrates into the body of a blind man and sings for a living on the streets, traveling through the world and seeing all its joys and sorrows.
[Moon Reflected on Second Spring: Lv. 1 (1/1000)] Abilities: miraculous healing, strengthened constitution...
Transmigrating into the body of a blind man, he sets out to wander the jianghu. What is the jianghu? Wherever there are people, there are grudges; wherever there are grudges, there is the jianghu. Across the vast Nine Provinces, Buddhists, Daoists, strategists, and Confucians all vie for the path to immortality. Warlords carve up the land, sects stand apart, and the Nine Provinces descend into chaos. Yet unbeknownst to them, a blind man wanders the jianghu and travels among ordinary people, listening to the stories of drunken old men and impoverished scholars alike.
