I Kill the Gods with Twenty-Four Solar Terms

When Lin Ye dug out a bronze compass with his birthday written on it under an ancient tree in a Taoist temple, the countdown to the end began to flow crazily based on the solar terms. The beginning of spring when the roots of building trees run through skyscrapers; The Huangpu River flows backward and turns into a weak water. The terracotta warriors and horses swallowed the living frost... Behind the twenty-four heavenly punishments, the ancient curse most familiar to mankind is resurrecting. Those unsigned letters that appear with the changing of solar terms become increasingly weird: The postmark was from the inn three hundred years ago, and the handwriting was exactly the same as Lin Ye's, and the wax seal of the last letter was clearly printed with "The ultimate work of a watcher." Chasing the treasures scattered across the mountains and rivers, I heard my own heartbeat in the bronze tree of Sanxingdui. The same birthmark can be seen in the eyes of Baiheliang stonefish. When the compass finally assembled into an armillary sphere, the pointer pointed to the thousand-year-old wet corpse at the bottom of the Yellow River with the same appearance as Lin Ye. It turns out that this doomsday was a homecoming ceremony carefully prepared for them.