Millennium Hemp Cangyuan

The wilderness is dark, the night rain is samsara.A promise never to be fulfilled written in the Imperial City of Ping'an, in the colorful sunset, slowly composing the loneliness into the lonely silence that leads to the same goal by different routes.It is impossible to say who is the one who redeems whom.The years that go around the fingers change secretly, short, but for a moment; long, but forever.A thousand years of time, boundless sky.I only wish that when I pick up my figure again, I can call you "Ye Yin" and him "Master Ye Wang".Thousands of years ago, Ma Cang Yewang, the cat and Guzong, the little girl in the rain...the fate kicked off...