A Jiu

"The youths of Miaojiang are skilled in gu." The man in front of her had an enchanting appearance, with a small green snake coiled around his arm, the veins visibly protruding.
"Since Wanwan knows, why did you still come here?"

Progressing Steadily

He laughed even more happily, "Just kidding, it's the 21st century, how could anyone still believe in this stuff."


I pretended to be angry and quickened my pace, my tone surprisingly familiar.


My feelings about Li Juan are very strange.


The first time I met him, I felt he was very familiar.


Especially his tone and manner of speaking, always reminding me of someone—


I shook my head, throwing the unrealistic hypothesis out of my mind.


Li Juan soon caught up, telling me along the way how much the Miaojiang King loved his wife.


By the time we reached the mountaintop, the sun had already set, and the temple glimmered with gold under the reddish-orange dusk.


Clearly, it's my first time here, yet there's an indescribable sense of familiarity.


As if I had lived here for a long time.


Chapter 2