Coin Xuanmen

At two o'clock in the morning in the office building, code engineer Lu Mingyu was being inundated with the anger of his supervisor. The need for temporary additions and the urgent construction deadline made him breathless. Late at night when the rain was pouring, he fled into the back alley of the office building. In the shadows, a mysterious old man thrust an old coin engraved with strange patterns into his palm. The moment his fingertips touched, an icy coldness ran through his body along his veins, and the world suddenly deformed in his eyes - above the reinforced concrete city, a gray air of death that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye floated, like a dirty swamp wrapping around the streets. This coin became the only guide, and the hot pulling feeling in his palm pushed him into the dark and silent old alley. On the dilapidated old wall at the end of the alley, the ancient characters awakened by the coins glow faintly. Those characters that have never been seen before but can be read reveal a secret that has been held for three hundred years: "The spiritual axis is blocked, the earth veins are exhausted, the Xuanmen collapses, and a great disaster is imminent." A coin split the gap between reality and Taoism. The social beast who was overwhelmed by life never thought that he would be involved in a catastrophe that spanned a hundred years. The disappearing coin giver, the "talking" ancient wall, the strange lifeless energy everywhere... When the ordinary life was torn apart, Lu Mingyu grasped the hot coin in his palm and realized that this metal disc concealed the secret of the rise and fall of Xuanmen, and pushed him towards a fate that was related to the survival of the world. The coin turns and the mysterious door opens. He may be the fuse that ignites the remaining fire.