| classification:xianxia |
| author:bite fire |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:35:18) |
In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,According to folk customs, the color of coffins is divided into five kinds: red, white, black, and gold.,“For heaven's sake, don't let this stray cat jump into the coffin and touch the corpse!”。