Joy of Life
A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
White Snow, Red Woods, Black Hair
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
A dense smattering rang out from around the carriage. This was the sound of crossbow bolts landing on the walls of the carriage, as well as the music to steal souls.
In a flash, countless bolts shot toward the carriage Fan Xian was in. In particular, the arrow fire by the hidden and terrifyingly powerful crossbow, contained with it an incomparable force that directly pierced the carriage.
There was a boom.
The black carriage helplessly bounced. Its shafts split by the power of that arrow. It jumped among the stones, looking like a frog waiting to be slaughtered. But, the carriage did not shatter into pieces.