1988: The Eerie Cycle
Shadows in an old apartment block, lingering echoes in a music room, fog over an abandoned textile mill... Ever since Shen Du can remember, moving has been a fate etched into his bones. Born with a "lighthouse" constitution, he attracts eerie things like a magnet. And a curse that strikes once every seven years has carved his life into fragments of constant migration.
On a rainy night when he was thirteen, a mysterious person's sacrifice revealed one corner of his fate and taught him that running away was never the end. Then, on the banks of the Jiangcheng River, his first meeting with Wen Qinghe, along with an ancient jade clasp, linked the fallen family of mystics and the Shen family's curse in a bond stretching back a thousand years. When they reunite at Northern University, his carefree childhood friend Lu Ye returns in style, armed with his money power, and the three of them unexpectedly become an inseparable team.
From forbidden rumors in a campus dormitory to the search for divine artifacts across four corners of the country, every adventure is a mystery spanning the ages: whispers from shamanic ruins in the Northeast, the eerie tombs of the northwestern desert, formations in the water towns of Jiangnan, and the poison magic of the Miao lands in the Southwest. When the truth behind the "curse" is revealed, it turns out to be a sealing mission left behind by their ancestors, and the followers of an evil god have already cast their shadow over them. Betrayal and sacrifice follow one another, Lu Xiaoyu's obsession becomes a fatal weakness, and Lu Ye's grave injuries bring the team to the brink of collapse.
Amid the bustle of everyday life in the 1980s and the dread of the supernatural, Shen Du will ultimately face his fate. The powers of attraction and purification collide, while the light of friendship and love never fades. This decades-long trial will finally find its answer amid the warmth of ordinary life.
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