The Realm of Spiritual Hub

There are too many unknown secrets hidden in the morning light of Lingshu Town on the border. Under the carpenter Song Chuanzhi's planing knife, the wood always has a strong vitality that makes the bookshelf as stable as a rock; the shadow of the messenger Wang Chuting is always disobedient and will quietly hold up the fallen letter bag. They are the most ordinary beings in the town, but they each hold the secret of the awakening of the spiritual hub - the power that can make all things "qi", and it is also the "heresy" evidence pursued by the inspector of the Shouchang Pavilion. When the iron compass of the man in gray robe flashes red in the town, when notices of "Spiritual Pivot Movement" are plastered all over the street corners, the peaceful days gradually tighten like paper soaked in water. Song Chuanzhi's formations quietly protected the moisture in the granary, and Wang Chuting's shadow silently covered the scratches on the ground. The two people with hidden fronts became each other's most tacit cover in the trivial matters of moving grain and delivering letters. This is not a tense pursuit, but a slow-motion temptation. There is an unspoken bond hidden in the smoke, and there is an awakening edge wrapped in the shadow - the wind in Lingshu Town is blowing towards the beginning of a story about concealment and awakening.