
Starry Spirit Pattern Record
by Yan Ming
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The Yin soldiers borrowed food, leaving only wet red footprints wherever they passed. On the night Zhu died suddenly in the old temple, the statue of the city god wept with blood. My name is Lu Chen, a handyman in the Chenghuang Temple. It wasn't until the half piece of residual jade in my arms became hot that I realized that the "waste mark" in my body was actually the "chaos swallowing sky mark" that had been banned for three hundred years by the Tianxun Division and would be punished on sight. In order to survive, I became a temporary talisman servant of the Tianxun Division. During the day, he followed the cold-faced female officer Ye Hongli to investigate the case and fished out his colleague's burnt-black waist badge with the word "" engraved on it from the bottom of the Chishui River; at night, relying on the sense of the residual jade, he drew a taboo blood talisman that was completely different from the "Basic Pattern Record" but could burn out the evil objects. I gradually discovered that what the Yin soldiers wanted was not food, and what the River God was crying about was not hunger. The dike that was repaired but collapsed three years ago, the "silence" in the account books, the monster crawling out of the river bottom... All point to the same thing: The three thousand years of spiritual energy reincarnation in this Dharma-ending era may not be natural disasters at all. And in the top-secret files of the Tianxian Division, next to my parents' names, there is only a shocking black seal - "Grade ban, punish the nine tribes." Others rely on spiritual roots to cultivate immortality, but I cultivate immortality by overturning the world.
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