>In the cold winter of 1990, Xiaotun in Northeast China was blocked by heavy snow.
>16-Year-old Li Changgeng watched over his grandfather who was coughing up blood on the hospital bed. Suddenly, a dark shadow outside the window bowed: "Little boy, do you think I look like a human being or... A god?"
>He was born with yin and yang eyes. He had known that he was just an old man asking for a title, so he answered bravely: "Like... A person."
>The oil lamp suddenly went out, and the biting wind poured in.
>The black shadow screamed, and the green eyes approached: "Destroy my centuries-old practice... Take your life!"
>The dying grandfather sat up suddenly, pulled him behind him, and his turbid old eyes flashed: "Beast! If you dare to touch my grandson, big trouble will happen!"
> Before he finished speaking, there was a dull and unusual sound under the red cloth of the altar table in the corner.
