The time shifts back to July 25th.
A small mountain village under the jurisdiction of Sheng County, Yan State.
This village is also named Peach Village, and every household in the village has peach trees. Every spring when the peach blossoms bloom, it looks like a sea of ten miles of peach flowers. It is now midsummer, and the myriad peach blossoms have fallen, replaced by lush greenery.
The village is located at the foot of a large mountain named Helan Mountain. Closest to the foothill is a small fenced courtyard. Within the courtyard stand two silent and solemn thatched cottages. The once neat and sturdy nursery is now overgrown with weeds, and vines have crept over the fences.
The two thatched cottages in the courtyard seem to have been uninhabited for a long time, with cobwebs hanging under the eaves, giving off a slightly desolate look.
Step, step, step...
A pair of light and slow footsteps approach from afar. Two staggering figures come to a stop outside the fenced walls.
