When the sun became a legend, monsters and monsters took over the world.
Three months ago, the world fell into eternal white night. Neon lights replace the sunshine and burn the city, electronic Buddhist scriptures are used to save the souls of the dead in the clouds, and real estate developers sell Feng Shui real estate with "yin residences and yang residences" - in this crazy era of eternal night, only the morgue at midnight still retains the warmth of the truth.
Silence, the last living member of the Soul-hunting Division is under the influence. The left hand is wrapped with the forbidden curse of unicorn blood tattoo, and the right pocket contains special sunglasses that can scan resentment. He has seen corpse exorcists in western Hunan using 3D printers to make corpse slaves, and he has also witnessed thousand-year-old ghosts harvesting yang energy in the live broadcast room. But this time is different: the Han Dynasty tomb money mentioned by the drowned woman's corpse, the Wei and Jin smart bracelets found under the real estate construction site, and the "posthumous package" marked on the SF express delivery note all point to a mysterious organization that tampered with the book of life and death - Burial Jade Pavilion.
When the clone pulled the trigger with a face identical to his own, and when the half piece of jade handed down by his master before his death opened his bloody pupils, Shen Yan discovered that this "reincarnation experiment" spanning ancient and modern times had been started twenty years ago. And the white night is just the last fig leaf that King Yama feeds to mankind.
At midnight tonight, the earthquake bell will ring again.
With forty-nine hours to go, the seventh virtual coffin is about to swallow up Dawn.
