a valuable thing couldn't just be thrown about casually.Just as I was about to lift the lid of this antique chest, a sound reached my ears —This time it wasn't a sigh, but a very calm and distant fain...Ancestors used the wind, and in front of it was a circle of wooden fences and watchtowers with guards on duty.The fire pit crackled merrily, but the atmosphere was off.The place where the flame could reach grew smaller...