There is a peculiar place between heaven and earth, situated amidst the dark and vast mountains and seas, rooting itself deep within the ocean.
In the coolness, palaces and pavilions gather, and a stream flows down from the mountain at an extremely leisurely pace, as if it is not water flowing, but time itself.
The entire courtyard is pitch-black, with only a few windows in the central small building showing a hint of light, flickering sporadically... Yet it is precisely these sparse lights that bring a strong sense of dissonance and dread to the environment, like ghostly flames guiding from afar, ready at any moment to swallow anyone who approaches.
Hm.
The lady indeed feels like eating someone right now, in the literal sense.
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Under the lantern of the small building, Xu Chang'an stood leaning on the railing, admiring the pitch-black palaces within his view... Or perhaps it should be called an estate?
