Yingchuan Sisters

Wen Ruohan plucked it out, letting it tinkle lightly in the cold chamber. It resounded through A-Lang’s heart and bones the same as a booming gong or an earthquake. It cracked open the barrier between one life and the next, summoning forth a memory of this mortal world. A cold, dark place where she once waited. Rough fabric hanging off her body. Her dirty fingers fisted in pure white fabric. His big hand cradling the pale pendant. “Gege, what is that?” ***Seventeen or eighteen years of age - she can't be sure which - Baoshan-Sanren’s youngest disciple leaves the mountain. She seeks to know the world and find the shixiong who preceded herHer search leads her to the Nightless City.There, she encounters a golden-eyed beauty with a red smile and her beastly shidi.