Have you ever thought that those thousand-year-old ancient artifacts lying quietly in museum display cabinets would quietly wake up at midnight? Have you ever thought that they, carrying a rich history, are not only treasures of civilization, but also prisons that suppress ancient gods and demons? When the dust of history is erased and the seals of the cage begin to loosen, there will always be someone in the silent exhibition hall to guard the boundary between the world and 'them'. Is China's inheritance the fire of civilization or the source of disaster? Where have those forgotten guardians gone? As a museum security guard, my duty is to prevent what should remain in history from ever coming out.
