"The drum beat the third moon to pieces, and Lin Zhao's lantern suddenly oozed blood. He wiped away the ancestral Zhaohuang jade on his wrist, and the century-old lantern burst into flames - making the distorted shadow on the street corner reveal its original shape!
The resurrected neighbor was gnawing on the child, slashing with a broken knife, and the carrion fell; the old book soaked in blood suddenly turned a page, and a line appeared: 'The leader of Zhenyesi is the apostle of the ruins.
' From the lowest night watchman to the guardian of the ruins, what he has to guard this night is not only the human world, but also the truth that is being eaten by evil spirits! "
