When Lin Zhao squatted in front of the convenience store and ate steamed buns, he never imagined that he would be neighbors with Qin Shihuang and Xiang Yu.
The reason was that he picked up a broken mobile phone in an abandoned community.
As soon as the screen came on, he almost threw the bun away - there was a bloody butterfly floating on the interface, and underneath it read: Today's Projection Event: The Qin Dynasty's Yin Soldiers Night Patrol.
That night, he was woken up by the urge to urinate. The moment he opened the window, his hair went crazy.
On the road downstairs, a line of armored soldiers walked neatly, and the moonlight shone on their faces - all blue-gray, without eyes.
The leading man on a black horse turned around, the golden thread on his dragon robe shone coldly: "Living sacrifice, come see me."
That is Ying Zheng.
What's even more outrageous is yet to come.
The next day, he went to deliver food. When he passed the demolition site, his cell phone dinged: the projection incident escalated: the overlord of Western Chu seeks revenge.
He looked up and saw a shadow holding a giant ax splitting the steel bars. The missing uploader in the video was being pressed against the broken bricks, with blood blistering in his throat.
"Brother, save me——"
Lin Zhao turned around and ran away, but ran into a woman's arms.
There was a smell of sandalwood on her body, and she handed over a yellow talisman: "I am Su Min, the gatekeeper of the Su family. The yin and yang body in your body is a living map of the dead souls of thousands of dynasties." She pointed to the looming imperial pattern in his shadow, "What they want is not your life, but to use you to restart yin and yang and fight for the 'heaven' again."
