Chapter 003: The Bronze Man
A thick fog surged in, as if a door had been closed. Zhang Lianyi suddenly awoke; it was dawn.
The shovel and pickaxe left on the roadside were still there. Zhang Lianyi picked them up and carried them on his shoulder, heading straight towards the construction site. The thought of taking a break that he had yesterday had long since vanished; after all, it was most important to get the house built as soon as possible
Bamboo flowers in the moonlight, the clear autumn stretches for thousands of miles. Long hair cascading to the waist, the mirror reflects a rosy hue, with no wind, three feet of waves, listening to the sound of the waves from across the bank. In the deep boudoir, I cannot bear to listen, the silk strings cannot express my feelings. My heart yearns like the distant bells of Tianshan snow, the bow drawn like a full moon, accompanying me as I tread on the sand. Rain falls gently, snow like a mat, not thinking of where my hometown people are, returning from thousands of miles, fragrant carriages fading away, while the spring flowers within the walls wither... Rain falls gently, snow like a mat, not thinking of where my hometown people are, returning from thousands of miles, fragrant carriages fading away, while the spring flowers within the walls wither...
The white fox nodded, turned around, and walked into the bamboo forest. The knight took a long breath and followed suit without any hesitation
A small creature with pure white fur silently appeared at the edge of the bamboo forest; it was an extremely rare white fox. It lifted its head and looked at the knight with a pure gaze, remaining completely still
The knight raised his hand to remove the bow and arrows from his body, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw them into the grass without a hint of reluctance. On his weathered face, there was an infinite tenderness as he gazed into the clear eyes of the white fox: "I have returned, and I will not leave again." His tone was calm, as if he were speaking of something that did not concern him.
The knight stood quietly, as if waiting for something
The sudden sound of galloping hooves abruptly shattered this dreamlike solitude. Under the moonlight, a solitary figure, a majestic knight, reined in his horse, coming to a halt at the edge of the bamboo grove
Zhang Lianyi stood there in a daze, leaning on his shovel for quite some time, before finally walking over. Just as he cautiously began to clear away the layers of soil, a sudden and intense cry of battle erupted, only to vanish immediately thereafter
The thin mist, like silk, lingers in a deep bamboo forest, swirling gently. As the wind passes, a subtle fragrance fills the sleeves, and a faint, almost imperceptible female voice drifts from afar, as if infusing the moonlit scene with a profound sense of sorrow that tugs at the heartstrings.
The singing abruptly came to a halt
The morning sunlight shone upon the yellow earth that had been turned over yesterday, and a green object caught his attention: it was the spot where his last pickaxe blow had fallen. A strange feeling rose within him; that green object seemed to conceal some danger, making him hesitant to approach. Yet at the same time, a peculiar voice urged him on: "Go take a look! Go take a look!"
As he looked at the beam of sunlight streaming in through the window, Zhang Lianyi suddenly felt an extreme sense of unreality about his experiences from the previous night, as if he had just woken from a vague and ethereal dream. Was he merely scaring himself? He lay silently on the kang, chuckling to himself, then turned over, got out of bed, washed his face, had breakfast, and went to work
It is a bronze-cast archer, with a focused expression, drawing the bow and preparing to shoot, and the tip of the arrow is aimed directly at the direction of the main room of his newly demarcated homestead.