Fateweaver

When the ice cone code of Youquan Prison is engraved on the pillars of the City God's Temple, the Jingyuan clan is transforming the corpses into memory worms. The life chart painted in blood grows wildly on the snow, the old beggar carves the prophecy of "Seven Killings" with broken bones, and the illusion of the new emperor being strangled twenty years later floats under the ice. The poisoned cooking cakes hide the star-patterned iron ore vein map, and the ashes of burning the secret accounts of the household department reveal the forbidden magic in the air terminal. The two children huddled under the altar table did not realize that the night market where they traded lice eggs and the dark passages illuminated by rotten fireflies were quietly weaving a web that shook the Jiuxiao Continent. When Shen Zhao's abacus swallowed the first sage contract, when Lu Jin's crystallized fingers cut open the throat of the assassin in Youquan Prison, fate tore a scarlet fork in the blizzard - someone asked them to be chess pieces, but they wanted to be the hands that tore up the chessboard. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.