New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story! In the early years of the Republic of China, Huaihai area. When Chen Xuanqing, a new student, suddenly passed away, he returned to his hometown to attend the funeral. Unexpectedly, he stepped into a treacherous and confusing situation created by hundreds of years of grudges.
My father's funeral became the beginning of all strange things: the ashes on the floor gathered into the word "injustice", the ever-burning lamp was turned off and on three times, and sixteen coffin bearers could not lift a thin coffin. What's even more strange is that after the burial, the family's earthen pipa began to play silently in the middle of the night. A series of people involved in the funeral died suddenly, and rumors spread like wildfire in the town. With the help of blind fortune teller Zhang Tiekou and Feng Shui master Mr. Wang, Chen Kaitui was forced to open the coffin late at night, only to find that his father's body was not rotten and had a sly smile on his face.
In order to protect himself, Chen resigned and began to seek help from the various religions and strangers in the Huaihai area: the painter Li Danqing gave him "Zhong Kui's Guide to the Road", and the ferryman Su Qingci worked side by side with him to investigate the resentful spirits in the river. They discovered that the source of everything pointed to an unfinished battle a hundred years ago - the Chen family's grandfather and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's master Xu Zhuzi died together here. Xu Zhuzi relied on Miao Jiang's secret technique to divide his soul into three parts and hibernated for a hundred years, just waiting for Chen's resignation to become the perfect container for him to resurrect the "young master" and resume the great cause of the "kingdom of heaven".
As the investigation deepened, Chen Kaitui realized that his father, Chen Xuanqing, who lived incognito and played the piano for a living, was actually using his own soul as a cage, refining the remaining soul of the virtual bamboo day and night with an earthen pipa made of lightning-strike wood.
