The Wind-Flower Path was built by her.
The pavilion was built by her.
She had even left a self-portrait within the pavilion.
Lin Xiaosu was greatly intrigued. "Who is the person in this painting? Why did she leave behind this portrait?"
The elder explained...
This painting had been made by a legendary woman of Qingqiu three thousand years ago.
That woman was named Hu Ji.
Hu Ji had a twin elder sister named Li Ji. From childhood to adulthood, the two had never been apart. Yet three thousand years ago, Li Ji encountered a remarkable man from Azure Abyss while roaming the world and left with him. Hu Ji saw her off from the Northern Tower, playing a tune called "Vast Crowds of Humanity." Who could have imagined that the song would become reality?
From that day onward, she never saw her sister again.
She made inquiries everywhere and had even entered Azure Abyss, only to find that the outstanding man from Azure Abyss did not exist at all. Her sister, too, had vanished from the face of the earth.
With all hope extinguished, Hu Ji returned to Qingqiu. She built the Wind-Flower Path and this Drunken Moon Pavilion, then painted her own likeness and placed it within. Perhaps it was a beautiful hope—a hope that some guest arriving in Qingqiu might see this portrait and offer her news of her sister. After all, she and her sister looked almost exactly alike...
After recounting the history of the Wind-Flower Path and Drunken Moon Pavilion, the elder raised his hand. A stick of incense flew into the air and ignited in the wind.
The entire venue fell silent as night.
Everyone watched the two men's performances.
Before the incense had burned halfway down, Li Chengnian smiled faintly, walked to the screen