桃花源洞口芳草萋萋忘忧草

Pushing open the heavy steel door, Yang Ji stepped into the hall with a harsh creaking sound. In the empty hall, facing the door, there is a large hollowed-out red sandalwood chair. On the large chair, a fully clothed general presses his hand on the scabbard, and sits on it with a big and golden horse, looking calm and majestic....