This town worships the heavens and ghosts. Witchcraft and evil arts run rampant, and tales of vengeful spirits claiming lives abound. The witch doctor Zhu Chen is once again the talk of the town, and the Zhu brothers are swept back into the fray.
They say the Zhu brothers are nothing alike, despite being born of the same parents.
One indulges his younger brother in everything; the other is as cold as ice toward his elder brother.
One loves his father and mother; the other is callous and desireless.
Through the long, long night,
a raging inferno is the elder brother’s perennial nightmare,
while dreamless sleep is the younger brother’s nightly norm.
They also say the Zhu brothers really are of the same blood.
One is as stubborn as a pebble,
the other as cold as one.
Now the storm has returned. The Zhu brothers, caught in the eye of the storm, are like a small boat tossed by the waves, forced to face the raging inferno that claimed thirty-two lives fourteen years ago. And behind the violent winds and waves, an even more vicious undercurrent is surging.
Behind the elder brother’s stubborn pride lies unwavering resolve.
Behind the younger brother’s silence lies a yearning for tenderness.
The storm is rising again.
How will the Zhu brothers face what lies ahead?
Their hearts are already entwined.
How can this inescapable bond ever be undone?
