The drama (not sure when it comes out exactly) stars leads Zhu Yi Long (Love in Three Lifetimes) and Viann Zhang (Romance of the Condor Heroes). It looks like a great wuxia and is in the Flying Dagger series.
The book, Border Town Prodigal (边城浪子) by Gu Long. You can find the complete book in Chinese here.
If you haven’t seen Part 1 of the feature yet with a complete eng-subbed trailer, you can find it here.
Way to make a great impression thooo. Totally not ominous.
Prologue: Hong Xue
The room didn’t have any color in it besides black.
Even the sunlight that came in transformed into an inauspicious deathly grey color.
Before the sun shone in, she was already kneeling in front of the black shrine, on top of a black praying mat.
A black mantle fell over it. No one could see what divine thing was being worshipped and enshrined, and no one could catch a glimpse of her face.
Her face was covered with a black veil, her black robes scattered across the floor like clouds, only revealing two withered, old, ghost-like hands.
Her hands were together, and she even muttered a low chant, but she wasn’t asking for more prosperity, but was cursing.
She cursed God, cursed the world, cursed everything between the heavens and the earth.
A youth clothed in black bowed behind her. It seemed as if he had always been bowing there ever since the ancient times. And he would always continue bowing there until everything was destroyed.
The sun shone on his face. The handsome contours of his face were prominent, but his face was fashioned like the faraway peaks of the icy mountains.
The sunset was dim, and the wind whistled.
She suddenly stood up, and tore the black curtain in front of the shrine, taking out an iron box.
Could this iron box really be the idol that she believed in? She held it firmly, veins bulging from the back of her hand, unable to stop trembling.
On top of the divine chest there was a knife, with a black scabbard and a dark handle.
She suddenly drew out her knife, and split open the iron box.
Inside the iron box there was nothing else besides some crimson powder.
She grabbed a handful and asked, “Do you know what this is?”
No knew — besides her, no one else knew!
“This is snow, Hong Xue (Note that Hong Xue literally means Red Snow)!”
Her voice was crisp and sharp, as the ghosts cry out in the night, as she said, “When you were born, the snow was red, red with blood!”
The youth in black looked down.
She walked over to Hong Xue and sprinkled it on his head and shoulders and said, “You must remember, from now on, you are god; the god of revenge! There is no room for regret in everything you do. No matter how you treat others, it is as it should be!” Her voice was full of a mysterious confidence, as if an evil supernatural curse was cast upon the heavens and the earth, as the pinch of the crimson powder had already attached to the youth’s body. Then, she put her hands in the air and murmured, “I have already prepared a full eighteen years for this. Now that I’ve finished preparing everything, you still won’t go?”
The youth clothed in black looked down, and started: “I……”
She suddenly unsheathed her blade again, and stuck the blade in the dirt in front of him, and snapped, “Quickly go! Use this knife to cut off all their heads, and then come back to see me, or else the day will curse you, and I will also!”
The wind was whistling.
She watched him slowly walk outside, and go into the black night, his body seemingly merging with the night.
The knife in his hand also gradually melted into his body, becoming one.
At this moment, the darkness enveloped the Earth.