This Is the Martial World, So Why Have Evil Creatures Appeared?

Red embroidered shoes, a jade-green comb. She sits before the Mirror of Three Lives, deft hands gathering her dark hair. Then she hears the clash of blades outside the hall. The bride draws Moye from its scabbard; her headless husband dances with Ganjiang. Tears fall from the beauty's eyes onto her phoenix gown.

At the ancient temple, the Buddha smiles, his great belly able to contain the heavens. A golden relic, a treacherous wolf of Zhongshan. The morning bell shatters, the kasaya tears, and no innocent soul remains beneath the Demon-Subduing Pestle.