When Lin Yu's jade right eye sees his dead mother in an ice coffin on an altar, he tears open not only a death lie buried for twenty years, but also a shocking conspiracy entwined with five thousand years of Chinese history.
Forty-nine ice coffins pulse with the blue-gold ley lines within the Big Dipper formation. Frost patterns from the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Apostles creep up an infant's neck, while the boiling waters of the Yellow Springs in a bronze cauldron reflect the quantumized ruins of Chang'an. Every sixty years, the Three Corpses Pillars tear through time and space, dragging all of civilization into the furnace of the Jiazi cycle.
