When a yellowed "Collected Notes on Strange Stories" appeared in Lin Ye's hand with blue-black ink stains in the library of Ivy League University, he didn't know yet that he had become the "suture point" between two worlds.
The rusty smell of the cannery hides Berserker's roar, the star trails of the observatory are secretly rewriting the coordinates, and memory-eating ink leaks out of the underground cracks in the library - those "abnormalities" that should only exist in novels are flooding into reality like a tide.
Fortunately, he is not alone.
Zhao Peng, a violent but soft-hearted Berserker descendant, Su Xiaoxiao, whose mechanical eyes can see through the rules of the world, Lu Yu, a boy of elf blood who can understand the whispers of plants and trees, and Uncle Wang, the mysterious uncle who always wields an iron plate in the snack street, form the team that is least like a "guardian".
They chased the noodles through the cafeteria, followed the ticking of the pocket watch through the old alleys, salvaged eighty-year-old letterheads from the folds of time at the bottom of the Huangpu River, and comforted the sword spirit who did not want to wake up in the clouds and mist of Shushan Mountain.
And the book-binder who always wears a silver watch, is he an enemy or a friend? Is the "key" he talks about the hope of closing the cracks, or the bargaining chip to rewrite the world?
From the sycamore leaves in Qingteng City to the lotus seeds in Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing, from the pendulums on the Bund in Shanghai to the lanterns in Jinli, Chengdu, behind every vibration of the world lies the smoke and smoke of ordinary people - the canteen master's braised noodles, the watch repairman's copper lock, and the lakekeeper's purple clay pot.
It turns out that the so-called "guarding" has never been about fighting against the extraordinary, but about allowing those stories hidden in the cracks.
